I shot for the sky, but I'm stuck on the ground.

Why do I try? I know I'm gonna fall down…

I thought I could fly, so why did I drown?

I never know why is coming down, down, down..

Jason Walker – Down

Laying in my bed beneath the cold sheets, my mind started wandering, like it always did. Images of my life were flashing before my eyes. The most common image was my mom's. She was dead for 3 years now, but it felt like yesterday when she was all hyper and making me my favorite cake. Since her death my dad, Russell, was an alcoholic. He was almost never home, but when he was, he hit me for some reason he always find. Either because there was no food on the table, even if he almost never eats just drinks, or just to blame me for my mom's death. And why condemn him? She had an infection even since she gave birth to me and that was the main reason of her death. But there was someone to keep me strong: my best friend Eric. Tall, muscular, with a lovely blonde hair and deep blue eyes, he was 2 years older than me and we knew each other since kindergarten. And since we were living in a small town, we never grew apart since. The problem was I had this major crush on him since forever, but never had to guts to tell him.

I think I may have dozed off, because the front door shutting loudly made me almost jump. Fuck. Dad was home. Jumping off the bed by my own will, I grabbed my backpack in which I put some clothes on earlier and sneaked out of the house so my dad couldn't see me. As long as I wasn't in his sight, I was safe.

I made my way to Eric's house. I knew that even he wasn't home, his mother, Kalisa, would be for sure. His mom was a wonderful woman. Her and my mom were almost like sisters before she died. Tall with a long raven hair and blue eyes just like her son, she was like a mother to me after my mom died. Eric grew up more than me with just one parent since his father, Godric, died of cancer almost 15 years ago. Mrs. Kali never looked at another man ever since.

Knocking at the magnificent wooden door, I could hear slight giggles and laughs coming from the inside so I guessed Eric had his girlfriend over. Meh. I didn't like her, but there's no way I could like one of his girlfriends anyway.

Eric himself opened the door for me and I could feel my heartbeat going crazy. His lips curled up into a bid boyish grin at the sight of myself, showing off white perfect teeth.

"Hey, Nora. What are you doing here at this time?" he asked me with a warm voice.

"I…well…my dad's drunk again and I didn't want to be in the same house with him, but since I see you're busy I'll just.." I didn't get to finish the sentence because Eric grabbed my arm and pulled me inside.

"Nah. It's okay. You can sleep in the guest room which is more like your room now." He said, trying perhaps to be funny, but seeing my expression he just stopped. "I'm...sorry for that."

"No, it's okay." I shook my head and showed him a small smile to assure him he didn't offend me. "Is your mom home?" I asked quickly, trying to change the subject.

"Yeah. She's in the kitchen." He nodded, pointing to the kitchen door, even that I already knew where it was.

"Thanks." Was all I said then made my way to the kitchen, passing by the living room where Mary was on the sofa all pouty, waiting for Eric.

"Hey, Nora." She greeted me with a stupid smile on her face and I saw her beam at the sight of Eric going back to her.

"Hey…" I muttered then stormed into the kitchen.

"Nora, honey." Mrs. Kali came to me and hugged me tightly. "Go put your backpack upstairs then come back here. I bet you're hungry." She didn't need to ask me why I was here because she already knew.

Happy that I didn't have to see the gross couple again, I made my way upstairs and into the guest room. Throwing the backpack onto the bed, I hurried back into the kitchen because I was starving. Kalisa knew me so well. Sitting down at the table, I started eating from the spaghetti she had made. From there I could clearly hear the laughs and how much they had. I just rolled my eyes at them and continued eating from the delicious warm food.

"They are celebrating 5 months together tomorrow." Mrs. Kali said. I have never seen him so happy.

I let out an involuntary groan and just stared at the food in my table. Mrs. Kali came next to me and kissed the top of my head, going: "Except perhaps when he's around you."

I stopped chewing and looked up at her amazed as she rewarded me with one of her warm smiles because I ate everything she had put for me on the plate. Taking it from the table she went and washed it.

"Go to your room, missy, and sleep. You need it." She said without looking back at me.

I sit up and went upstairs to my room. Eric's door was cracked a bit and I could see him and Mary on his bed kissing and…stuff. I rolled my eyes a second time tonight and just closed the door and lied on the bed. Lucky me his room was next to mine.

A few minutes later there was a light knock on the door. Opening my eyes, I saw Eric coming in. His features were cold and he sat on the bed, looking angry.

"What happened?" I frowned. He stayed quiet and threw me a phone. It was Mary's. Opening it, I could see the reason why he was angry. There were a few messages between her and someone who wasn't Eric.

*See you tomorrow, babe?*

*Yeah, sure. After I get rid of this ass, we'll meet tomorrow night. I love you, baby.*

*Love you too, babe.*

"She's taking a shower right now." He said with a harsh voice. I moved towards him and just wrapped my arms around his muscular form.

"I'm sorry." Was all I could say. He was so cold and distant. It wasn't like him.

Standing up, he took the phone and stormed out of the room. I wasn't going to miss this show. Jumping off the bed, I went after him and leaned against the door's threshold.

"What the fuck is this?" he shouted at her, throwing her phone to her.

"I..I can explain, Eric. Really." She said, her voice barely audible. I wasn't judging her, Eric could be really scary sometimes.

"Explain me what? How you've been cheating on me? Oh, for fuck's sake! Get the fuck out of my house!" he yelled.

She looked at me, trying to find a way to escape his anger, but I just shrugged my shoulders at her and give her the "That's what you get for messing with his feelings" look. She took all her clothes and went to the bathroom to put them on, the she was out of the door a few minutes later.

After making sure she was gone for good, Eric stood on his bed and put his face between his hands. Taking a few steps towards him, I muttered: "Eric…" But I couldn't say anything else because he said in a ice cold tone: "Get out."

I let out a deep sigh then got out of his room and went to mine. Trying again to go to sleep, my mind started wandering again. All I knew at that moment was that I hated that bitch's guts for playing like that with Eric.

And since he wasn't in such a great mood, I was gonna wake up early the next morning and just go home, no matter in what mood my dad was.

Poor Eric.

This idea came to me while I was at my aunt. I really hope you enjoy it and reviews are welcomed. Thanks for reading. Irinaa. =)