"Lucy it's time for breakfast!" my mom called up to me that morning.
In my bed I turned on my side.
"Lucy you have a half hour lets go."
A knock came on my door.
"Go. Away," I told whoever it was.
"Hey it's me ya comin down?" Simon asked.
Oh.
"Oh. No I'm not hungry."
"Lucy you need breakfast we all do."
"I didn't ask for your opinion."
"Sorry."
"It's, not your fault it happened it's just easier to blame someone else."
"Yeah I know. That's why I drink."
"You drink because of me?"
"No. i drink cuz I can't take away your pain."
"Oh."
"Ok I'll go tell mom and dad."
"Thanks."
"Sure."
He left closing the door behind him.
This would be a day just like any other. Simon would tell mom and dad he was driving me to school but instead take me to the library, church or an abandoned house which had become my hideout.