My Window is Always Open...

Chapter 1: The Arguement

"But Liza, I'm kinda buried in physics." I whine.

"It's just me and Drake. I promise"

"Okay." I reluctantly say. It's a Friday night and while everyone is out and about for the weekend, I'm stuck home. I would love to join my friends to go out, but I really want to do well in school. As I put down my precious white Blackberry Pearl, I decide to call Adrian. After one ring he picks up. 'Wow, he must know my number by heart already' I thought to myself.

"Hello." I hear the friendly voice say. "How are you baby?"

"Hey." I reply back with a timid voice. No matter how many times he calls me baby I still shiver to the sound of it , "I'm alright. I really should be studying, but Liza and Drake are gonna come over for a small bit." I slightly complain.

"Oh. Well it might be fun! You have been studying for a while now." he suggests. God I just love his optimism.

"Yeah, I guess..." I trail off. I hear shouting and yelling from outside. "I gotta go. Bye" I clicked off before he had a chance to say anything.

To my surprise I see not only Liza and Drake but three other people, which really pissed me off.

"Who the hell are these other people?! You told me just you and Drake! Liza! I said you two only!" I whisper furiously in her ear. "My dad is gonna come home soon, and these other people will ruin my house!"

"Calm down! You'll be fine. Were just gonna be here for ten minutes, promise" she whispers back. She walks away into a dark corner with Drake and they start to cuddle. I give the other three people an up-and-down look, then stare with angry eyes.

"Don't touch anything, don't take anything, and do not move anything."

"It's all good girl, we promise." says one boy with blonde hair. He winks placing his arm over my shoulder.

I wiggle out of his arm, "Whatever."

They didn't keep their promise, in fact they did the opposite. The boy with blonde hair kept asking me rhetorical and repetitive questions about my past as if he was the paparazzi. The other boy kept touching my belongings and started laughing ridiculously, which really started to strike a nerve. The girl however seemed nice. She kept telling the annoying Rowdy Ruff Boys to behave.

Suddenly I heard keys jingle. We were all silent. Then my dad walks into my room.

"What's going on?" he says shocked. "I would have let you do this, Luna, if only you asked"

"Dad. I..." but before I could make up an excuse, he left my room. The others looked at me dumbfounded and they just froze like that. "Get the hell out of my house!" I mouth my words. They all scurried out of my house 'Finally!' I thought.

"Why were they here?! And why did I walk into Liza and Drake making out on my bed?!" my dad furiously shouts. "Why aren't you with Adrian tonight?"

"Dad, I'm sorry. I was studying then I wanted to hang out with them, but I didn't want to leave my work."

"Bullshit, Luna!" my dads voice echoes in our house. "I can't believe you would use our house for something like what Liza and Drake did. Is that why you slept with Adrian, to beat Liza in your little competition?"

I got furious. "Competition? What the hell daddy! For your information, I lied! Adrian wasn't my first. My first was about a year ago." then I realized what I have said.

My father's face start to turn beet red and his eyes looked like they were about to pop out. "So.. Lun-... ARGHH!!!" he didn't know what to say. I've never seen him like this. He started mumbling to himself. I couldn't really make anything out of it.

"I'm so disappointed in you." he finally says. "I'm so disgusted in you."

"I'm sorry dad." I say looking down. "It's all my fault, I'm sorry" that's all I really could say.

"Luna, sorry doesn't cut it. You're grounded. Not for a week, a month, or a year. You're grounded till I say so."

I'm still looking down. Disgusted with myself. He then snatches my phone. "I'm taking this. I don't give a shit on how much you need it. You will never see this phone again." he snarled snatching my white Blackberry. I started tearing. That phone was the only way to call Adrian, and now I have nothing to call him with. I don't even know his number by heart which made me feel even more guilty. "Can I please have Adrian's number from my cell phone please?" I beg.

"I told you! You're never seeing your Blackberry again!" he shot back.

I beg some more, "Please! You can't keep me away from the guy I love forever!" at this point I felt pathetic and vulnerable. I'm not the kind of person who loves easily. I'm not even girlfriend material.

"Here's the phone bills. Maybe you can find his number from there." says my dad in a less angry tone. "You can only talk to him for fifteen minutes. That's all." his angry tone rising again. "I'm going for my run" and before I can say another word, he's out the door slamming it behind him.

I hurry to our landline and quickly punch in the digits of the only guy who could make me feel better.

"Hello?" he says.

"Adrian?" I silently sob.

"Luna?" he says, surprised of my broken voice.

"Adrian, it was horrible! He called me a whore. He took away my Blackberry. He yelled at me so much. I don't know what to do. Adrian I need you!" I couldn't contain it all anymore. It was all coming out and so fast, I wouldn't even blame him if he didn't understand me.

"Baby let me come over. Please."

I reply back, "My window is always open..."