We walk up the porch, I swing the screen door open, and twisting the knob pushing the door open. "Come on in..." I step in, walking into the living room. "wow, man...this is some old place." James says. "Yea...my pops was re- doing the living room, replacing the sheet rock.. the house has a story to it.. Just go ahead, make yourselves at home. Kitchen is behind you, bathroom down the hall only door in the middle." They drop all there stuff in the center of the living room, taking out some of there stuff organizing. I head through my dads room, cutting through the hall, and entering my room. "hey." a voice coming out of the blue. "oh shh.." I spot Liz sittin on my bed, I noticed you have two beds.. who's the other for?" she asks. "My sis moved back in.. But, um u an ur sis can sleep there if you like." She shakes her head.. "She can sleep with Wendy there...James can sleep in the living room." She says. This girl is crazy... thinking she can have it her way.. "Alright fine...but, don't cry if I hit you in the face." I walk back to the living explaing to the guys whos bunking with who.
"I gotta sleep on the couch?" James asks. I nod. " But, what if those things break in." he says. I shake my head. "Look I'll lock the screen door, the front door, and if it makes you feel safe. I'll push that big counter in the way. He gives me a strange look as if I'm crazy that I'll actually do it. I did it anyways. "Now, I won't hear you whine about them breaking in.I walk into the kitchen grabbing a snack, and heading back into my room, seeing Liz wasn't there.
I walk to my bed, sitting down, and throwing myself back. My ears twitch a bit to the sound of running water. Looking around. " I didn't leave the sink on. I look at the wall, hearing the water coming from the bathroom . "oh.." I lay back down, staring at the ceiling, and thinking the days when I used to stare for hours listening to music stoned...
Julie walks in the room. "where's Liz..?" she asks. "she's in the shower, just knock..she'll let you in." she shakes her head. "It's ok, I just wanted to know where she is." she said, as I watch her turn back round, heading to the living room, and the feeling to get up.."I wonder if they'er ok.." shaking my head, standing up, and walking to the living room. "Hey, Angel...mind if I put on a movie?" James asks. "Yea, bro knock yourself out." I look at Julie for a quick sec, feeling the pain rise..stepping back into the kitchen, and stand infront of the fridge popping the freezer door open. "I remember the left over of bottle of whiskey that pops let me drink over the weekends after my days of work, while he and mom went out the local bar.. reaching in feeling the cold breeze on my face, I wrap my hand around the bottle, pulling it out, and taking a quick shot. -growls abit under my breath- "It stings the throat, burns the soul.." closing the freezer door, seeing someone in my side vision, turning seeing LIz brushing her hair, freezing for a second, feeling memories come at me like a bullet out of a game of russian roullette. I count to three, stepping in my room.
"Is that liquor?" Liz ask's breaking my spaced moment. "Uhh..yea..it is..it's whiskey." I catch her eye staring at the bottle. "Have you tasted it?" Giving me a confused look. I walk back into the kitchen, grabbing two glasses, some ice, and soda's. I put more in mine, as I gave her less, then putting little less soda for her, as I put more in mine. I walk back in, handing her's, as I walk on my bed, sitting against the wall, and drink away, thinking..