I lit up a cigarette, as I stood in front of my house listening to my folks argue. I didn't know whether I should go in or not. It was way to cold for me to stay in the lot, and I had already spent the past five nights at the Curtis' house. When I heard my dads hand strike my moms' face, I made my decision. I sat down on my porch, curled up into a little ball, trying to protect myself from the harsh winds. I looked over to the house next to me, our new neighbors had just moved in about three days ago, and from the first day you could hear them yelling and screaming at each other, but not as much as my folks. As if on cue I heard a women start yelling from the house. I could only make out certain words like:

"YOU STUPID….UNGRATEFULL….GET OUT MY HOUSE!" The rest of the words were drowned out by my own mothers screams. I heard the door fly open as a girl about my age was pushed out of the house, and onto her porch. The woman who had been yelling soon appeared in the door way.

"please mama, im sorry" I heard the girl whimper.

"SHUT UP! YOU THINK YOU CAN TALK THAT WAY TO ME! WELL YOU CAN STAY OUT HER ALL NIGHT! YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS IF I CATCH YOU TRYING TO SNEAK BACK INTO MY HOUSE! JUST SEE!" the girl flinched, as her mom slammed the door in her face. I felt my heart sink as I saw tears stream down her face, she wrapped her arms around herself, and looked around, not knowing where to go, then she spotted me, he cheeks flushed and she turned away, sitting down on her own porch, trying very hard not to make eye contact with me. We sat there for probably ten minutes till a black truck pulled up to her house, and a man probably around Darrys' age got out. He walked up to the house but stopped to talk to the girl.

"Kicked you out for the night?" I heard him ask her, neither sympathy nor worry were present in his voice. The girl nodded in shame, and the boy simply shook his head disapprovingly and made his way into the house, not giving her a second glance.

My parents had started fighting again and i heard a bottle shatter from being thrown at a wall. I flinched. At this the girl looked my way with apologetic eyes. I had, had enough I could take hearing them any longer.

I stood up and started walking toward the lot, but I stopped when I was in front of her house, I turned to her, just staring for a few moments. She had jet black hair that went to the middle of her back, and slightly tan skin, i couldn't see the color of her eyes, but I knew they must be beautiful just like the rest of her. She was quite small, and looked very fragile, like if you touched her she would shatter. I knew she felt me staring at her but she wouldn't look at me.

"uuhm.." Her head shot up at the sound of my voice. " I'm…my name is Johnny." Now she was the one staring at me. I could tell she was trying to decide whether she could trust me or not.

"Im Alex" she finally said, her voice no more then a whisper. I looked around nervously.

"Uhm… do you mind if I sit with you?" she shook her head no, and I took a seat beside her.

"Your parents kick you out too?" she asked looking down at her feet.

"No, but I know if I so much as step foot in the door, ill get it." She looked up at me with her big green eyes.

"Im sorry" her voice was sweet and caring. I sighed.

"Don't be, from what I see you have it just as bad as me." I said nodding toward her house. She looked away from me, staring straight ahead. I saw tears swell up in her eyes and fall down her cheeks. "oh geez im sorry I didn't mean to make you cry." I spoke rather quickly. She shook her head.

"No, its ok. Its not you. Its her. My mom." She hugged her knees. "ever since my dad left her, she's gone a little crazy. She blames me for everything; I can barely speak without getting yelled at. She loves my brother though, never yells at him, does everything for him, he's twenty but she treats him like he's three; given' him everything he wants. I don't know if I can take anymore of it." She could barely talk she was crying so hard. I didn't know what to do, I wanted to comfort her, but I barely knew her. I put a hand on her back and rubbed it.

"It'll be okay, don't worry, and please don't cry. Im sorry." I whispered trying to calm her. She finally stopped weeping, and wiped her eyes clean of tears.

"Look im really sorry-"

"Hey it's okay, I know how you feel" she nodded and look down at her feet again. "Hey uhm, since you and I both can't stay at our house, I was headed to this lot down the street, I usually stay there, I can light a fire, it'll keep us warm enough…" she looked unsure.

"Uhm I don't know, I barely know you…"

"Hey im not like that at all, i just thought Id offer it, its better then staying here freezin' at, least you'll have a fire." I shrugged and started to walk away.

"Wait!" i turned back around to see her standing with her arms wrapped around herself. "I...i guess ill come." I smiled at her and we made our way toward the lot.

When we got there I built a small fire, and we laid down next to each other, under a tree.

"Thanks Johnny." Was the last thing I heard before I drifted off to sleep.

A/N: I hope you guys liked, and im sorry for the shortness. I'll only write more if you guys want me too, so please review, cause if you don't im not gonna continue. It'll get better too.