scars and stars (matt sturniolo x y/n)

you're for real?

"y/n come downstairs please!" my mom yells from the kitchen. i groan, stretching my legs under my warm blanket 

"coming!" i yell back, kicking the blanket to the bottom of my bed and standing up, taking a moment to adjust to the cooler temperature. i walk out of my room and down the stairs into the kitchen where my single mom and younger brother, Leo, are sitting.

"woah this is scary," i say with a light chuckle, hoping to lighten the tension in the room. unfortunately, this doesn't work.

"honey, i really hate to do this in the middle of your senior year-" she starts.

"wait what?" i say confused, "if there's bad news just say it please."

"we're moving to massachusetts," she says, her hands shaking.

"what...? you're for real?" i meant to yell but nothing except for a small chirp came from me. my heart sinks into my stomach and a lump forms in my throat. i look at Leo hoping he would start laughing and this would all be a prank. he was looking down. this isn't a prank.

"why?" i ask, blinking away tears.

"well when your father...passed last year he left us a house in massachusetts, remember?" she asks and i nod my head, "well my job is requiring us to move to massachusetts and it lined up perfectly that we already have a house close to my job." her voice was quiet, welcoming even, but i still filled with anger.

"this isn't fair. none of this is fair! it's my fucking senior year and you're pulling me out because of a stupid job that you hate anyways?! this is bullshit!" i yell, finally letting out all the anger built inside of me. i storm back upstairs and slam my door behind me. i pick up my phone and text my best friend, Marlee, right away.
(bold is marlee btw :)
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Marlee.

woah why so serious? ur scaring me lmfao

my mom's making me move to fucking massachusetts.

what? ur joking right?

no. it's bc of her job and we already have a house there

since when did u have a house in massachusetts?

since dad died and left it to us. this is the first i've heard abt it bc mom refused to talk abt it

maybe it's haunted 🤩

shut the fuck up. i don't want to move

u think i want u to? HELL NAHHH BITCH

can i live with u?????!!?! pretty please?!?!!?!?!

i'm going to college soon

oh right.

i cnt believe ur fucking moving. how are u gonna tell james?

omg i forgot about telling him

don't. he's an ass

so u just expect me to leave and not tell my boyfriend?

i expect you to dump his ass and then leave and find a really hot boyfriend in massachusetts

...i'll think about it

THATS MY GIRL!! now go pack and find out more abt this house pls

okay bye love you

jump off a bridg-
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i shut off my phone and walk downstairs, taking a deep breath so i don't start yelling again. after all, this isn't mom's fault.

"when are we leaving?" i ask in a quiet voice.

"two weeks. are you okay?" my mom asks.

"i'm fine i guess. what's the house's address?"

"it's a surprise," my mom says with a grin slowly growing on her lips.

"what the fuck," i say, accidentally letting a small smile slip though my grim expression.

"go pack, there's boxes in the garage," she says. just like that, i turn around and walk to the garage.

*time skip 1 week*

i wipe my hand over my forehead and look at my nearly empty room.

"goddamn you'd think it would be cold during winter but noooo not in florida," i say to myself, letting out a huff of air. it's been a week and i still can't get my mom to tell me anything about the house. Leo says he thinks it's going to be haunted or really creepy. i think it probably just has a cool feature like secret rooms or something. either way, the only thing i've gotten mom to say is that it's bigger than our current house, so i'm not too mad. i still haven't told my boyfriend, james. i don't even know if i'd call him my boyfriend to be honest. he's a really... not great and obsessive person so i don't know how he'd handle me telling him i'm moving. if it's anything like what happened when i tried to break up with him, i could literally be in danger. so i'm thinking to just... not tell him! just kinda disappear and block him on everything. at least i won't be here when he freaks out.