Evan

I woke up early in the morning. Not because I remembered to set my alarm clock. These days, I didn’t even need to.

My parents were arguing, and even with my door closed, the noise was hard to muffle. I groaned and rolled off the bed, and went to take a shower. Not for the first time, I was glad to have my own bathroom. I didn’t have to get out there with them to get ready. I was ready way too soon, and I picked up my stuff. It was too early for school, but I couldn’t stay there anymore.

Mom and Dad had moved their argument downstairs. I heard something like glass break and hurried over. I stuck my head into the kitchen, but it was nothing. A glass just fell, and neither of them noticed. Mom was probably the one who threw it. I looked at her, and it took less than a second to realize she was drunk.

Mom? Already? My thoughts turned sour and I knew my day was ruined already.

I said nothing as I ducked back out, and felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out, and scoffed, wonderi