Summer's POV

The next morning was Saturday so I didn't have to worry about getting up and worrying about what clothes I was going to have to wear to school. I stretched and walked downstairs. It was 9:03AM when I last looked at the clock inthe guestroom. The hardwood floor was cold on my bare feet. I looked around to notice no one in the house.

Then I noticed a note.

Dear Freddy and Summer,

I got called to work at 8 this morning and your(or Freddy's, whoever reads this)father is already working.

There's $20 on the table if you want to order in for dinner or supper. But Freddy,

no pizza for breakfast.

See you both later.

P.S.- I won't be home until 11PM and your father will be home at 10:30PM. Oh and Summer,

I noticed Freddy let you wear his Green Day shirt. You must be some special girl.

I walked into the kitchen. I wiped the sleep out of my eyes and noticed Freddy was there with 2 mugs of hot chocolate made. Spring was almost here but it was still cold out.

"Hey." I said sheepishly sitting down taking a sip of hot chocolate. "Better then cheap alcohol?" He played.

"Way better." I wasn't joking. I didn't want ot drink but it was a addiction. It seemed like a cure to my depression. "I read the note your mom left." I smiled.

"Shes right." He agreed with the note. "You are some special girl." I thought he was joking but I seen the serious look in his eyes along with the smile.

"So, are we going to try again?" He asked.

"With what?" I wondered taking a sip.

"At getting some of your clothes and other things. You can't be strung out on pajama bottoms and band t-shirts forever." He said.

"Yeah sure. It's Saturday so my dad is gone to the store for some more liqour. He goes around 1 and then is usually gone for awhile with his drinking buddies. I can't believe he's actually sober enough to drive a car." I laughed but then realized my dads drinking wasn't funny. It was dangerous.

"So we'll leave at quarter to one and watch until he leaves the house." Freddy planned.

At 1 o clock

It was April but still cold. I had my Guns n' Roses hoodie on but still my pajama bottoms. We snuck around the corner of my house like a bunch of theifs.

"Oh there he is." I said peeking around the corner of my house as Dad got into the car and drove away. "C'mon." I said and we walked right into the house.

"Wow this place smells like alcohol. Alot of it." Freddy mentioned. He stating the obvious walked into the living room as I was climbing the stairs.

"I'll just be a sec!" I yelled out taking out another bag and packing all the clothes and things I needed. I wasn't comming back on any surcumstances. I grabbed my cell and my lap top too. I got it for my 15th birthday when my mom was still alive.

"Ready yet?" Freddy yelled out.

"Yep. Comming!" I yelled out running down the stairs as quick as I could.

"Tink, we got a problem." Freddy said as I looked out the window and my car was in the driveway. Oh great? What are we going to do now?

"Uh...run. C'mon. Upstairs theres a balcony and a ladder!" We both rushed up over the stairs and down the hallway to an extra guest bedroom where there was a balcony.

"Where's the ladder?" He asked looking down over the balcony. Suddenly I felt a wave of panick.

"Uh oh. Um...jump?" I suggested not actually being serious. No way was I gonna jump 10 feet.

"I'll climb down. It dosen't look that hard." He said climbing. 5 minutes later he was dangeling with only his 2 hands clutched to the bars of the balcony.

"Be carefull." I said.

"Ok Sum, i'm 6 feet tall and this is only a 10 foot drop. I only have to fall 4 feet. Unlike you, your about 5'5. SO that makes it a 5 foot drop plus 7 inches." Which wasn't very much. He let go and hit the ground with a thump.

It didn't really matter because my dad was probly already drunk.

"Ok here I come." I said climbing down. He helped me down and then we heard somthing.

"Hey! Who's out there!"

"Oh shit!" I said ready to run. Then I seen a shadow comming along the side of the house.

"Run!" I said and we ran around the other side my dad not noticing us.

"Now do you have your stuff?" Freddy asked out of breath. I nodded.

We walked back to his house and he explained about how I have to make an appearance in court.

"In court! I said i'd put him to jail but no one said nothing about court!" I freaked out. I wasn't really court materail. Once I tried watching Judge Judy and I fell asleep.

"My aunt said you won't have to say very much. Just prove that he abused you and he sould be gone. It's not until June and you can't be legally passed onto yout aunt until your dads in jail so your staying with me for 2 months." He said.

"None of this would be happening if my dad didn't have those beers before he drove home." I stuffed my hands in my pockets.

"He drove home?" Freddy eide-eyed.

"Yeah. If he said I told anyone he would kick me outta the house. But look at me now. I'm 16, my moms dead, I passed out from an overdose of alcohol, my dad abuses me, and now i'm running away from him. God, I just have the mose perfect life ever!" I was being sarcastic.

"Well, you always got me." Freddy said putting his arm around me. "and the band."