Reckless & Clumsy

Part 3

But you feel like that because the last hope of having a fun summer just faded away. And your mom feels this way because her daughter just shouted she wasn't a good mother. On one side you feel sorry for her and on the other side you know you're right. You think about all the things you haven't been allowed to do because of your mom. The pool birthday party of your best friend. The trip to the rocky mountains. The fact that you don't have your own instagram account. You feel your chest raising up and down faster as you get agry again. You mother still stares at you. You don't want to hurt her and the only thing you can do is whispering: "Get out of my room. Right now!" Your mom stands up and walks towards your door. Before she goes out of your room she says: "You're not gonna meet your friends for a week. No TV for two weeks and if you ever gonna talk to me like that you can pack your things and go." Now are you the one that stares. Your mom had always been very strict but she never had punished you like that. She might had turned off the electricity for twi hours or she had taken your phone for a day. But she had never told you to move out of her house. She silently walks out of your room and closes the door. You hear your parents talking outside. You sit on your bed and want to start the TV. Just to think about something else. But the screen stays black. The punishment... You turn on your phone and write to Prankster. "Don"t think I'm ever gonna leave my room again. Just had a huge argument with my mom. What are you doing?" You wait some minutes. No answer. 5 minutes. No answer. 30 minutes. No answer. Two hours. No answer. After three and a half hours you have enough. You get your suitcase and start packing the most important stuff.Phone. Some clothes. Charger. All the money you could find. Some food. As soon you've finished packing you take a sheet of paper and write. "I'm sorry but it's my life. So it's also my adventure. Call the police if I don't call until tomorrows evening." You put the note on your bed and leave. Your parents are still talking about the whole situation in their bedroom and they don't notice you walking out of the house. You walk to the nearest train station and sit into a train. You take your headphones and listen to some music. Still no message from Prankster. You fall asleep in the train and you dream. You dream about Atlanta. Your mom would have come with you and you're waiting for Prankster to pick you up. Suddenly, an old man appears and takes your mom away. You stand there, alone. Still waiting. "Your ticket, please" You open your eyes and see the man gently looking down at you. "Oh sorry", you whisper and blush. You grab your ticket and ask shyly: "At which station are we now?" "Uuhm... you want to go to Atlanta, right?", the man says whilst looking down at your ticket. You nod. "We're gonna be there in 3 and a half hours so you'll have enough time to continue your little nap.", he replys gently.You wake up as your phone rings. You look down at it and hope it is Prankster who's calling you. But it is your mom. You ignore the call and turn your phone on flight mode. You look at the time. 6:49PM. You will arrive at 8 o'clock. You turn the music on your headphones louder and close your eyes. "Next stop: Atlanta Main Trainstation" You open your eyes, grab your stuff and leave the train. You sit on one of the chairs, next to a homeless. You grab your phone. "Low battery. 10%" comes a message from your phone. You press "OK" and try to call Prankster. You want to stop the call as he finally picks up. "Hello?" "Hi... I...I'm here in Atlanta Main Trainstation. I... I think I left my parents...?", you say shyly. "Listen, I'm glad you're here but I really can't talk now!", Prankster answers nervously. You hear cheering noises in the background. "Where are you?", you ask confused. "Uuhmm... I need to go now. Sorry, i'll talk to you later", he says and stops the call. "But-", you say but he's already gone. You look at your phone. What did you do? You left your parents for a person you don't even know. You actually thought that Prankster would like to spend his holiday with you. Probably he was joking the whole time. You start crying and you slowly fall asleep.

You open your eyes. You can't really see anything because the bright daylight makes you close your eyes again. After a while you open your eyes again. You feel a warm arm around your waist. A warm chest behind your back. Hot breath in your neck. You remember. You remember your call to prankster. And you sadly remember his reaction. You also remember how you fell asleep at the trainsta - wait! You hit the person with your elbow and kick with your feet. You quickly stand up. Why were you laying in a bed with someone? You hear a dry voice behind you saying: "Ouch! That hurted! What the hell are you thinking by waking me up with a punch in my balls?" You don't dare to turn around and face the owner of this voice. All you want is going out of this room. You see your suitcase in a corner and you grab everything you find and you're sure it's yours and leave the room. "Hey! Wait! Where do you wanna go?", says the voice. The voice sounds nice and familiar. A little, just a tiny little thought comes in your mind. You slowly turn around and face the owner of the voice. You stare at him. Your tiny little thought disappeared. Impossible, you think. No, this isn't happening right now. You hit your leg to wake you up of your dream. But nothing happens. He stares at you as well. His left eyebrow rises up and down as he looks at you slapping your own leg. No, this can't be real, you tell yourself again. This is just someone who looks quite similar like - "Yes, my name is Justin... and please stop hitting yourself, this makes me feel very uncomfortable and I bet you don't really enjoy it as well... any more questions?", he asks. You open your mouth but nothing comes out. "Ah ok this is a difficult question... but the answer is quite simple. Yes... I am the one who prank called you. Good ol' hobby of mine", he says and grins. "How did I get from the trainstati-", you ask but he cuts you off. "Well, you called me last night. I was just at the Late Late Show and couldn't come. But I felt really bad after the call so I went to the trainstation right after the show and I called your phone and found this young girl sleeping next to a homeless person with a ringing phone in her pocket. So I thought I'd take her with me... I mean you came here to see Prankster, didn't you?", he says. "Ugh... uhmm... thank you...?", you mumble. "And uhmm... I do have only one bed and I can't control my moves when I sleep so I'm sorry for the way you had to wake up this morning", Justin says shyly and blushes a little bit. "I... uhhm... I'm also sorry... I didn't wake you up very nicely too... I mean I hit your... your... you know...", you stutter, still not believing this is really happening. "Never mind... I can forgive you if you don't do it again...", he says. "Maybe you wanna call your parents?", he adds. "Uhh... yah, why not? They're gonna freak out if they didn't already but I think I have to get this in order...", you say and type your moms phone number in your phone. "*yn*? Is it you? Oh my god darling, *yourdadsname*, it's *yn*!", your mom says nervously. "Darling are you alright? Where are you? Why did you just leave and why didn't you pick up your phone? Darling? Are you still on the phone?", your mother asks on your phone. "Mom, be quiet please! I am save, you don't need to worry! I'm alright! That's all I wanted to say...", you tell her. "But... but darling! When are you going to come back home?", she asks. "I don't know, mom. I'm gonna tell you as soon as I know... I need to go now... bye mom",you say and end the call. You take a breath and look at Justin. You still don't really think this all is happening. But if you have a good dream, why should you wake up? "Want some breakfast?", Justin asks you. "Uuhm, yeah, why not?", you say. "So what do you wanna do for the rest of the day?", Justin asks whilst grabbing his stuff to go outside. "Uuhmm... I don't really know", you say shyly. How can he act like he'd know you since years if he's just seen you the first time? You have never been a person who always knows what to do and you realize this fact right now. "Beach, perhaps?", he supposes. "Yeah, why not?", you say and blush. "Okay... uhhm don't you want to wear something else for breakfast?", Justin asks and looks down at you. You look into a mirror on the wall. You look gross. Your clothes are all sweaty and your hair is a whole mess. You take some new clothes out of your suitcase and walk towards a door you see, hoping it is a bathroom.