Ryder's P.OV:
(FLASH BACK)
"I ask for one thing from you, Ry. One little thing." I ignore mom as I lean foward and spill my guts out in the toilet once again, making her grab onto my shoulders before she starts to rub her hand against my bag. "You could have-" She says as I lean up.
"I didn't though, did I? I didn't get arrested." I say before I slump down on the tiled floor and let mom wipe the corners of my mouth and the front of my shirt with a green wet towel.
"Well you didn't this time...But you did the last time and the time before that and the time before-" She says making me talk over her.
"I'm done drinking. I swear." I talk over mom and look up at her. Mom shakes her head before she laughs lightly and stands up. She walks towards the bath and takes a seat at the edge of the bath.
"Yeah...We all say that when we're 18 or 19." I hear her mumble.
"So you used to drink at my age?" I smirk. "Why do you punish me when you used to do the same shit when you were my age?" I ask and get ignored.
"I need to call your uncle Nick and let him know that you came home safely." Mom stands up. "He's probably looking everywhere for you." She mumbles.
"Where's Iris?" I ask.
"With Mason." Mom states. "Somewhere in the garden." I add. I shake my head as I look away. "What? You don't like that they're friends?" Mom asks.
"They're not friends though are they, mom? I see the way he looks at her....And I even catch her watching him." I shake my head.
"You don't like it?" Mom asks.
"She's my baby fucking sister, of course I don't like it." I shrug.
"Watch your language." I hear mom mumble.
"But he's my bestfriend." I add.
"I haven't seen Iris happy in such a long time-" Mom says but gets cut off when I quickly sit up on my knees and throw my breakfast out into the toilets. I spit as I shake my head and let mom wipe the corners of my mouth again with a towel.
"You're okay." Mom says quietly. "You did more than drinking...What drugs did you take, Ry?" She asks after a long minutes of silence. I sniff as I drop down on the tiled floor again and breath in and out heavily.
"Mom!" We hear Iris shout.
"In here, Iris!" Mom shouts. "Well?" She turns to face me.
"I didn't take any drugs." I lie as I shrug.
"I just got my bank statement mailed to me." Iris pushes the toilet open. "Ew, it stinks in here." She places her hand over her nose.
"Really? I thought my vomit would smell of fresh roses." I say sarcastically.
"Very funny." Iris replies back quickly before she turns to face mom. I quickly shoot up on my knees and place my hands on each side of the toilet before I throw up again, making mom rub my back once again.
"Fuck...Me." I inhale sharply before I moan in pain and get ready to throw up again.
"I thought we agreed on you not placing money in our accounts?" She says.
"Don't tell me-" I say and get cut off before I throw up again.
"What money Iris?" Mom mumbles as she rubs my back before she wipe the corners of my mouth once again.
