FIFTEEN: Emma. Era

There's a knock on the door. I think someone just threw a rock on my window. What time is it? Did I fell asleep waiting for Simon to come back? Actually, I did.

“Era?” I think that Kim's soft delicate voice repeats.

It's hers. I immediately swat away the covers and push myself out of the bed, immediately. When I open the door, her face is filled with worry.

“What's wrong? Is everything okay?”

“Yeah. It's Simon. He's vomiting all around his room. He's calling you name. I don't know what to do. I don't want to wake up or your father but he's just out of my control. Can you...”

“Of course, let me grab my phone.” I hurry dostairs alsmot stumbling on the steps.

I don't feel really that worried as much as Kim, because I know he's drunk and this is just one of those moment where his venting out. But I hope not that worse.

When we get to his bedroom, he's sitting on the floor with his vomit next to him. His eyes are closed and dreary. He looks gross and exhausted from tonight. He said h