Merton sat at the small table nursing a drink in front oh him. It had been two years since he had moved. When they had first moved here it hadn't been that bad. Dad had stopped drinking and had even taken some time off work to spend some time with him. But then the bills started coming in and his father started drinking again. Merton sighed and ran his hand through his blond hair. It still had black tips from the last time he had died it, but he hadn't the money nor the time to dye or cut it lately. Merton downed the small glass of brandy and leaned back to put the glass in the sink behind him. Just as he leaned back forward three people came bursting in the front door of the apartment. Merton looked over and shook his head.
"Don't you guys know how to knock?" Quinton who was the oldest one, laughed.
"I'm not going to lie to you Mert, no…" Merton laughed as the three sat down. Once Merton had unpacked and was settled into their not so comfy apartment he had gone out in search of a nightclub and had come across the three juvenile delinquents that now sat in front of him. About a week later they had formed a band called conscious conspiracy.
"So you up for tomorrow?" Lavinia asked. Merton looked at her and raised an eyebrow.
"What?" He asked, a little confused.
"We're playing at the Asylum in Pleasant Ville tomorrow I thought you knew." Joseph said. Merton shook his head. He really didn't want to go back there. Tommy and Lori had tried to keep in touch but Merton kept on blowing off their phone calls until they just stopped phoning. He hadn't talked to Becky or his mother in a long time either. Merton sighed.
"Yeah I'm up to it." Merton said. "What are we playing?"
"Home, by three days grace." Merton laughed inwardly. 'What is up with people choosing songs that fit my life?' Merton thought. "Is that ok?" Lavinia asked.
"Yeah." Merton sighed and leaned back on his chair.
The next nightIt had taken three hours to drive down to Pleasant Ville and Merton was just a little anxious to get it over with. He knew once he got there he would run into Tommy and Lori and be bombarded with questions. Merton looked onto the stage, and sure enough, there was Tommy and Lori out in the audience. Along with Becky and Mum. Merton sighed and walked out onto the stage, guitar in hand and began playing.
I'll be coming home
Just to be alone
'Cause I know you're not there
And I know you don't care
I can hardly wait to leave this place
No matter how hard I try
You're never satisfied
This is not a home, I think I'm
Better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you're here
This is not my home, I think
I'm better off alone
Home…this house is not a…
Home...
By the time you come home,
I'm already stoned
You turn off the TV and you
Scream at me
I can hardly wait
Till you get off my case
No matter how hard I try
You're never satisfied
This is not a home, I think I'm
Better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you're here
This is not my home, I think
I'm better off alone
Home…this house is not a…
HOME
I'm better off ALONE!
