Inner Demon

A young boy, age sixteen, opened his window and climbed down the lattice on the side of his house. He was going to a party with his friends, Andy and Carla. He was apparently sneaking out because his parents didn't approve. In fact, they downright said "No". Being a teenager, he had an argument with his parents, telling them he was responsible enough. But, as you know, his parents wouldn't let him go to a party at 11:00 at night with a bunch of drunks. The boy remembered the argument… "No, Billy, you are not going to that party, and that's final!" Said his father with authority.

"You never trust me, all you do is keep me locked up here while everyone else has fun! Andy and Carla are going!"

"I don't care about your friends, I care about you," said his mom.

"If you really cared about me you'd let me have fun once in a while!" Screamed Billy in anger.

"Go to your room Billy!" His father yelled, and he meant it. Billy gave up and went to his room, slamming the door behind him. He was furious… Billy was crossing the rod now and headed toward a white house with a blue door and windows. Surprisingly, the house was fairly quiet. The only sign of a party at this point were the dozens of cars parked outside. Calm now, Billy rang the doorbell. The best, and most popular football player in their school, Ritchie, answered the door. "Hey, Billy!" Ritchie said, putting Billy into a headlock and giving him a noogie. "Glad you could make it! I thought your parents wouldn't bite."

"Ya, I know," said Billy mysteriously. Standing side by side the two looked like polar opposites. Billy was a delicate 5 foot 3 inches, while Ritchie was an amazing 6 feet 7 inches. Billy had black hair with dark brown highlights form the sun and chocolate brown eyes. Ritchie had blonde hair and blue eyes. Their figures were no different. Billy was slim and had long legs, and Ritchie had an almost hour-glass appearance with all his muscles. Billy walked in and noticed there was at least two dozen people, beer, and only God knows what else.

"I know you'd show!" Said Ritchie gleefully. "Want a beer?" Billy shook his head, knowing sneaking out was as far as he would go.

"No, thanks."

"Hey, Billy!" Yelled Andy from across the room, Carla was with him.

"Hey, guys," said Billy wearily.