I had got back from a party, my parents surprisingly let me and my brother go. It had everything a teenager would want at a party but not parents, for obvious reasons - sex, drugs, alcohol and the basics. Obviously I had my share of alcohol and the occasional snort of substance, nothing serious because I had my girlfriend currently over and plus my parents would know instantly. Wandering into my room, she was sleeping in my bed. I sat at the sofa near my window, digging my hand into my pocket and finding my lighter. I reached over near my desk, grabbing the pack of cigarettes and lighting one. I could hear my parents arguing downstairs, never surprising. My mum is a pill popping addict yet remains normal at times, my dad had complete uncontrolling anger issues and yet we were wealthy..