I was on my way home. I had played soccer and I was tired in the whole body. I was pedalling with tired legs and I didn't notice the car that followed me. I didn't notice the five guys who stared at me, talked about me and who really were checking me out. It was with tired legs I put my bike outside my house and walked through the door. At that moment, the guys had your eye on my home, made note how my day looked like and followed me to my training and to school. I had no idea that they knew exactly what I did and they liked what they saw.
"On this Friday dad and I will go at the party!" Mom said as soon as I got home. She came out into the hall and smiled at me. "But you certainly want to be at home and just take it easy?"
I nodded and smiled at her.
"It would be heavenly kingdom."
She laughed and hugged me quickly.
"Up and take a shower now!"
I nodded and went straight to the bathroom. It was wonderful to be clean, feel the water wash away everything that smelled bad and I was always alert when I had showered.
I sat in my room and began to study for a test. I had no idea that five guys had figured out which room was mine. I had no idea that they were waiting outside the house, to see what happened. The only thing that was in my head was everyday problems: Should I do the exam and get good grades?
I walked to school, I was in class and little did I know that my life would change. I had no idea that five guys knew about a party that my parents would go to. I had no idea that they knew I would be alone at home, or that they knew how they do to get into the house without my knowing it.
I came home, like so many other Fridays. I smiled at mom, who ran around to find the right clothes, the right shoes and get her hair to look okay. I chose to take it easy. I sat in the kitchen, reading a book. I heard my mom screaming at dad upstairs, that he would help her with the zipper, collar or anything else.
"How do I look?" she asked when she was done. I smiled and eyed her perfect attire.
"Mom, you look great!"
Dad came down to us and he smiled to me. He gave me some money and smiled like that as a dad always smiling at his daughter.
"We'll be home late, but you could order a pizza?"
I nodded and took the money.
Mom giggled lightly and then pulled him towards the hall.
"She'll be all right, honey."
"Dad, I'm almost seventeen years old. I will still go to bed early."
I was daddy's little girl, so he was always uncertain.
"And if anything happens, call the number that's on the fridge?"
I laughed and followed them out into the hall.
"Yes, or I'll call the police?"
He nodded uncertainly.
"And you call if you hear a window's broken or if ..."
Mom interrupted him.
"Nothing's going to happen!"
I wish I had said more to my parents. I wish I had told them how much I loved them. Perhaps it hadn't made any difference, but I wish I had hugged them.
"Have a nice evening at the party!" I said and opened the door for them. I saw them go down to the taxi and I saw them go away. It was the last time I saw my parents. I hope they know how much I loved them.