The After Party

Once I walked out of Amy's party, I saw the moon glistening in the sky, I saw the stars peering above me, and I saw the street lights shining, with moths by each one, attracted to the light. Suddenly, I felt a lot calmer. My Uber pulled up in front of me and rolled down his window, " is this Emma Garcia?" he asked.

I nodded and hoped in.

Ten minutes later, we pulled up to my house. I thanked the driver as I got out, and gave him his money. I opened the door to my house very quietly, since I snuck out without my parents knowing. I slowly took off my shoes, and hung up my coat. I creeped up stairs into my bedroom, I got into bed and pulled my comforter over me.

I don't know how I possibly feel asleep so quickly, but, as soon as I closed my eyes it was lights out.

In the morning, I slowly got out of my bed. I put on some slippers on, and walked down stairs to find my dad reading newspaper, and my mom drinking her coffee at the breakfast table. I was an only child, so it was always just us three.

" How did you sleep?" my mom asked with kind eyes.

I smiled and said, "Good".

Me and my parent's chats were always like this. Small talk, the kind you say to someone you just met, but, I'm use to it by now. So, I end just smiling. I took out my phone to see if Amy texted anything from last night, and to my surprise, she did, a lot. I excused myself from the table, and went back to my room. I had 19 unread messages from her.

I called Amy worriedly, and before the phone got through its first ring, she answered. " Hello? Amy, you there?"

"Oh my god, I texted you a million times!" She said loudly.

" I know, I'm sorry" I replied.

" You wont believe what happened, someone DIED at the party last night!" She yelled.

" WHAT?!" I yelled back.

I went to sit down on my bed for the rest of the conversation. Long story short Amy told me that someone put poison in one of the drinks.