Teens & the end of the world Chapter 3

The four boys all went towards Herbie’s house first as it was the closest, As they approached the ‘orchard street’ sign that was heavily covered in graffiti, Connor asked “How can you live here herb’
I mean it’s so rough, and cheap , and your dad, wasn’t he like some big shot lawyer or somethin’?” herbie looked at him and sighed “yeah, he was” he looked at the ground “But ever since he worked a case in America he got obsessed with collecting baseball memorabilia, you know like bats and shit” Lewis said “yeah, but baseballs a pile?” herbie looked at him with a blank face “Don’t ya’ think I told him that? But he insisted on wasting all his money on tickets and more signed photos and shit instead of redecorating or fixing the damn locks on the doors”. They reached the metal wire fencing at the middle of a row of old brick houses, with a torn hole in, which leads into Herbie’s back garden, “you guys wait here, I’ll be back in a sec” herbie told the other three, “WAIT!” Lewis shouted to him, “what?” he replied? “Say Hi to your mum for me?” Lewis said with a cheeky wink, “oh shut up ya dick” herbie sighed, as the Rob and Connor continued laughing. Herbie walked on the cracked concrete pathway leading to his patio door, which was covered in grime, he tugged on the door handle, but it was locked from the inside, he swore under his breath as he realised he had to climb through the kitchen window that was on the left of the patio door. As he clambered his way through the window, trying to avoid the towering pile of dishes that he was trying to manoeuvre past, but as he put his left foot on the edge of the sink it slipped and he came crashing down on top of the dishes and fell to the kitchen floor making a loud clashing sound. He moaned “Ouch! U bastard thing!” as he stood he realised he had blood trailing down his arm, he turned his arm to reveal a two inch cut that was throbbing with blood, “Oh shit” he groaned as he got up searched through the kitchen cupboards for a bandage of some sort, but all he could find was some dry biscuits and some paracetamol tablets, he headed up stairs to see if his mother was home. He entered his mother’s bedroom and tread all over some rolled up tissues that had been thrown across the room, “mum?” he said, he looked over at his mother facing the other way towards the television, “mum? Mum are you okay?” he repeated, but there was no reply he walked over to the left side of the bed where he could see his mothers face that was white like a ghost and tissues resting in her nose, and a bowl full of yellow and red sick at the bottom of the bed, he nudged his mother in the shoulder, she suddenly awoke with red blood shot eyes, she smiled “oh, It’s just you Ieuan, your mothers not well, I’ve been throwing up all morning, maybe It’s just the vaccination starting to work, how was school?” “School?” he replied “Oh, school, uh yeah it was okay, nothin’ new, same old stuff, do you want anything?” “no thanks Hun” she replied with a smile “just some rest should do me good” Ieuan couldn’t take his eyes off the bowl full of sick, “oh yeah, I’m staying over my mates house tonight I’ll be back tomorrow okay?” “okay make sure you text me when your there safe?” she asked “don’t I always” he said with a grin, he walked out into the bathroom and looked through the bathroom and searched through the cupboards, for a bandage, he found a long roll of bandage and a pin and wrapped it around his cut, and put the pin in to keep it from falling. He then walked back downstairs, back into the kitchen and knelt down to the lowest cupboard on the left where the alcohol is normally kept, he reached his hand around the corner of the cupboard and brought out a large bottle of wine, he reached a few times and all together he had found 6 cans of carling, 2 bottles of whiskey, and 4 bottles of vodka, he put them on the counter and ran to find his back pack which was on the dining room table he took it to the kitchen where he put the bottles and cans into his backpack, he then unlocked the back door and headed out back down the concrete path and through the metal fence.