Anywhere But Here

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

The rest of the week went by as a blur, like usual. My mind was mostly wrapping around the idea of going to that party tonight, or not. It was pretty tempting, not going to lie, I mean Vic was easily the hottest guy at our school, and perhaps even the most attractive guy I've ever seen. I had put thought into what about him made him so interesting and I've come to the conclusion that it's his eyes. He has these deep chocolate brown eyes that I get lost in, even when I look at him from across the room. I've never put much thought into other people before but when it comes to this hot looking Mexican dude, I can't help but get lost in the thought of him.

I sighed for the umpteenth time this morning, my mom keeps asking me what's wrong. I keep saying nothing, then the cycle continues. I wanted to ask her if I could go, I mean hell I could lie and say I'm going to an old friend's house? But she'd see through it, I'm not the best liar, especially because I don't know if I even want to go. I mean sure, drinking, probably drugs, and people dancing on each other like they're starved with lust, why would I want to miss that? Speaking of drugs, I still haven't used that 'gift' from Mike. At first, I was so ready to do something on my own terms but once I got home I started to over think it, so now I have a joint hidden in a pair of shoes in my room.

I was looking down the road from my living room window and I could see 2 kegs outside, three fold up tables which I already knew were for beer pong, and large speakers. The thought they the party would get shut down quickly crossed my mind, I mean I wouldn't be surprised if it was my mom that called the police to shut the party down. I'd hate to be their neighbors.

"What are you looking at?" My mom asked me, she sat up from her chair and peeked out the window. The thought of telling her I was invited crossed my mind, but I didn't say anything. "That seems like some party" She said in disgust. I sighed again, knowing that once and for all I wouldn't go to that dumb party.

"Yeah" I replied. I picked up the book from my lap I was supposed to be reading and finally opened the page up.

I had got so caught up in reading I lost track of time. I moved spots numerous times, I went to my bedroom, the back yard, dining table, and now was in my front yard sitting on our hammock. I was also partially out here because I was curious about the party. I didn't want to go, I just have to keep convincing myself that. Our porch light flicked on as the sun went down, it was on a timer, so now I knew it was 7pm. The house at the end of the street was light up inside and out, I could hear the music playing already but no cars were parked down the street. Guess people usually do always arrive late to those sorts of things. I heard the front door open and my mom walked out, leaning against the house.

"You gonna call the police about the party?" I asked her quietly.

She was quiet for a moment, "No" she sighed.

I looked up at her in a bit of shock, she normally would do these kinds of things. I stayed silent waiting for her to explain herself, but she didn't.

"Why not?" I finally urged her to answer

"Oh Kellin..." She seemed at a loss for words.

"Mom, just say it"

"We're on a bad part of town and the police probably wouldn't even show up. They probably get calls all day long about stuff going on down here. So, I would call but there's no use." She looked a bit sad. I could tell it was because of how she admitted were we lived wasn't a very good place.

"It's okay" I told her with a reassuring smile "They're way down at the end of the street anyways. Probably won't hear them from inside."

She nodded in response, and for a moment it was silent. Well, kind of silent. By silent I mean between us, down the road you could hear music booming through the house. I sighed, my mind was all mixed up like someone put my brains in a blender and hit puree. I couldn't think straight since we moved out here, and all I wanted to do was feel like I was home again.