His scalp was on fire constantly and his nails had been chewed so low that he couldn't hold his pen in class. His dad had been away for three whole days. Mum was back so he wouldn't have to be alone. It didn't help. Dad was still there and he was waiting for a call that might never come through. It would make anyone go crazy. He wanted to go and see him, but mum wouldn't let him. He had no idea why. Dad didn't even call. He knew that he was the cause of this problem. No one would tell him otherwise but why was he being kept away from all this? He could do this. Change the situation, instead he was being kept from it all like he didn't know any better.
Why wouldn't the fucking phone ring?