Chapter 3

After a while, I wipe my face quickly and heave my heavy bones off the chair as I shuffle my way to the room. I'm about to enter the room but I decide to check on Ruth and Jerry. I opened their door and look in, my face soften in compassion for what I saw. They were both on jerry's bed lying on their sides and facing each other. Ruth's right hand went across jerry's neck, jerry's hands were folded and there was a little frown on his face. I slowly walk towards them with my head to the side, I lift the duvet at the foot of the bed and cover them.

I open my room door and freeze. The room was a mess, books, papers, and clothes were scattered all around the floor, The window was wide open and- I walk to the bathroom and look in, Lucy was nowhere to be found. My eyes darted towards the left open makeup kit that laid on the dressing table and then the ransacked wardrobe and back to the open window. I shake my head and walk to my bed.

I placed my phone on the reading table that separates my bed from Lucy's and lie on my bed, facing the ceiling.

Awakened by the sound of a car engine and blaring pop music, I open my eyes. I hear one of the car doors open and the loud laughter of teenagers. I could single out Lucy's laugh, she was back. I check the time on my phone 2:47 am.

Lucy climbed in through the window. I could tell from the way she staggered that she was drunk. She flings the heels in her hand across the room and turns on her bedside lamp. She turns around, looks at me, and looks away.

I stare down at her and my eyes widen. "Lucy, whatt are you wearing?" it was a black tube dress, but it was extremely short. I'm afraid if she bent, it might reveal her underwear...that's if she was wearing one. Well if she liked, she could strip naked and walk down the street... Or...No, she better not.

" you know you owe me one cuz I didn't tell mom."

Lucy turned around. "If you stupidly told mom, you'd just be worrying her tired ass out." She said in a dead voice. She turns and starts to remove the chunk of earrings and bracelets she was wearing, which were more like prison chains to me.

I turn and face the wall.

I hear the sound of jewelry's land on the table. "Sophie, I don't really give a shit about you but if you keep on living like this, I think you might drop dead one day. You have no idea the level of fun you missed at that party, I don't know what your plan is but I hope you remember that you aren't getting any younger...you know, this stuff gets your mind off the things that are not so impressive in your life...you should change and try it out...it's not a death sentence."

I don't say a word, this was what I'd call bad advice... Lucy should understand that people were different and anything that'll make me be like her, I will rather not go into it... She doesn't give a shit about me... Seriously? Does she even care about anything other than herself...she did...maybe a little, if not I doubt she would have said anything.

I close my eyes and say in a small voice, "Okay...thanks."

I hear her bed creak as she climbs on it.