Make it last Forever

Chapter 1

It's been a few days since we moved here in New York and for me everything is still quite difficult to swallow. I'm right here but my mind is still back in this house. I refused to turn the page and that was not likely to change till then. My first day of school at this new school was only a few weeks away and I wasn't ready for that either.

My mother and my brother had gone shopping for food because we had nothing left to eat, while I was reading a novel in order to escape this petty reality. Lying in my bed, headphones in my ears and a book in my hands, I was in my element. But this moment of rest was interrupted by my father knocking on my door.

"Hey Jane, want to take a tour of the neighborhood with me? So you can get to know it better." My father said as I continued to read my book before raising my head to look at him.

"I don't feel like going dad, not right now at least."

"Are you sure? It would be good for you to get out a bit don't you think? It has been days since you've gone outside after all."

I knew this discussion was pointless. "Dad, just cut it out, I'll go outside whenever I'm ready." I sharply added.

" Fine, I'll let you read then." He said, a dejected look showing on his face.

He walked out of my room and left me alone as I had asked him but I felt guilty, this feeling of culpability started to grow within me. I was the only one spoiling the mood after all and everyone was trying so hard to make efforts except me... I needed to change.

Closing my book, I took off my headphones and went to the living room where my father was.

"I changed my mind after all, let's go" I said with a slight smile on my face "Sorry about before, I got a little worked up."

His mood suddenly changed

"Yes, let's go!" He excitedly said

We then went for a walk in the neighborhood and as I expected the streets were anything but quiet, the calm I craved. But I decided to take it upon myself and try to make an effort. There was one thing that caught my eye - a small, hidden library that might just become my personal spot. I stepped into the library and I was thrilled, the environment was so cozy with a pleasant smell of books that made me want to stay there forever. I had found it, the place that would make me feel at home.

I walked around the store while my father waited outside, smoking a cigarette. I couldn't resist looking at all the books that were in the store. Then a familiar smell occurred, the smell of coffee; I followed it and came across a little café in the library itself. A boy about my age was holding it, he had dark curly hair and was wearing round glasses. His curly hair fell slightly over his face, he had probably noticed that I was standing there looking at him because he turned his head in my direction.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" He asked with a soft smile on his face.

"No no, I was just looking around the store, to be honest I'm kinda new here." I said with a slightly embarrassed look on my face.

"No worries, if you need any information don't hesitate to let me know." He added before resuming what he was doing before.

I simply nodded my head in agreement.

We then returned home, in the end it wasn't a bad idea to go out because I could find a place where I could feel relaxed, at ease and perhaps even make me appreciate New York in some way.

Mom and Joshua went back to the apartment and we helped them to put the groceries in their place. The rest of the day went by quickly, we didn't do anything specific, dad had cooked his fetish dish which we ate in front of the TV. The remaining part of the day was spent like that, in front of the TV. Enzo was the first to go to his room to play on his console, as usual. I also went to my room afterwards with the idea to paint something. This day had inspired me a lot. I searched through my boxes for my materials, I had hardly unpacked my boxes as if they connected me sentimentally to my old home. But I decided to move on, as complicated as it was I should have done it from the beginning.