Curse me for being adopted by a white family, now I gotta live in a
house that was probably the home of a serial killer or murder victim
in the past. Just my luck.
I look at my watch reading the time, 11:15pm.
"Why are they not back yet?" I grumble.
In that moment my phone vibrates startling me.
"Omg."
I hold my chest calming down before picking up the phone.
I read my latest message.