"I'm sorry," he whispered. I nodded, wondering how being sorry would help me forget that I don't have anyone on this planet to fall back on.
"You still didn't tell me how you snuck out." I tried to change the topic.
"My dad doesn't stay with us; he's a busy man... So I live with mom." He shrugged. "She's drunk half the time, so she's rarely sober enough to know what I'm up to."
"Does your dad know this?" He nodded. "He still leaves you behind?"
"He's working. He pays the bills and the school fees... He's usually too busy to call." I narrowed my eyes at him.
"You go to school?" He shook his head.
"Then why does he pay the fee?" I grimaced.
"Those are my savings." He smiled a little. "The money never reaches the school. The school I supposedly study hasn't got me enrolled. I've been hacking into his accounts and putting the money for the fees in my bank account every month for the past two or three years."
"And he hasn't got a clue about this?" He shook his head.
