You do your best to show me love but you don't know what love is. -Mikey Way romance.-
Instead none of us ever saw any of it coming. Why? I was upset because my parents wouldn't let me go to a party. At seventeen years old I thought I was ready for anything, including a party with alcohol and kids way older than me. Of course my parents objected. They did what any normal caring parent would do. They said no. They kept me at home. They tried to keep me safe...
My bedroom door had flown open with a violent crash. My mouth opened as I prepared myself to scream something obscene at my parents, thinking my father had gotten sick of the loud music.
It wasn't my dad though. It wasn't my mother. It wasn't even my older brother, Alex.
So now we all sat downstairs together, shaking as we tried to remain quiet. They would just take our possessions and leave, right?