I awoke to the sunlight streaming in through my window, and found that the house was completely silent. This was very unusual, because ever since I had come home, I would fall asleep to the sound of my parents arguing, and awake to the same thing the very next day. They were always arguing about me, their money, their booze, me, and whatever else they could find to complain about.
I left my room to see what was going on, and found both of my parents, passed out on the couch in the living room (if you could call it that), empty beer bottles, and garbage scattered across the stained carpet. I rolled my eyes, wondering why I had even decided to come back here. To this place, and to them. Obviously, they were the ones who couldn't change. They couldn't handle having their son back in their life, just like I couldn't stand to be here anymore. I missed my friends. I missed Jay, Ellie, even Emma. But I missed Ellie most of all. She was the only one I had ever loved. Sure, I had loved Emma. I still do, but not in the same way as I feel about Ellie. She was the one my thoughts would always turn to. I knew it was stupid to leave her and the rest of my old life behind, so that's when I realized I had to go back.
"I'm sorry, but I just can't stay here anymore. Sorry I'm such a disappointment." I muttered to my parents, fully aware that they couldn't hear me. So, I wrote a note to them explaining that I was leaving, quickly gathered the few belongings I had, and walked out the front door, leaving my parents and my home in Wasaga Beach far behind.
A/N: How was it? I know that Sean returning from Wasaga has been used over and over and over again, but give this story a chance. I'll try not to disappoint you, I promise. By the way, this is my first attempt at a serious Fanfic... for those of you who read my first story. So.. no flames, please. Constructive criticism is welcome. Review :D
