Desperate | Nicholas Leister

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As I take one last look at the room I've shared with Noah my whole life, I feel a sense of relief and sadness. This place held a lot of memories good and bad, most bad.

Noah isn't as happy about moving away. Don't get me wrong I love it here. I'll miss my friends, my girl, my life but leaving makes mom happy so I'll have to deal with it and Noah should learn she needs to as well.

"Guys, are you ready?" "Yeah." I pick up my suitcase and walk past Noah and the door that has a fist shape broken into it.

We've been on the road for hours. I wish mom had let me drive but apparently I don't have my full license yet, like that has ever mattered.

Music has been blasting through my ears for to long and I need a break. I pull my earphones out and look over at mom from the back seat. She wants to talk to Noah but Noah has been giving her the cold shoulder for days.

"What are you reading?" Mom asks with a sweet smile. Noah move the book down to reveal her eyes. She gives her an look that says "read the cover".

"Just tell me. I'm not wearing my glasses." Noah ignores her and I can feel myself getting pissed off. Mom let's out a sigh "your not going to talk to me?" Noah ignores her again.

I swear sometimes she makes me want to rip my hair out. "This isn't easy for me either" Noah makes a tsk sound and I squeeze the car seat to stop myself from blowing up.

"You spend your life trying to get to the next level, but the same monster keeps getting in your way. But one day, when you've run out of hit points, your given an extra chance at life, just like that." Mom deserves the world.

"Mom, enough video game metaphors. I'm not ten" Oh my fuck Noah. "Well, it's like opening a new book and a new story begins. Better?" Noah slams the book shut, drops it on her lap, and looks out the window.

I understand why she's upset, I really do. But she could at least try and be semi understanding.

"Damn it, Noah. Now we'll be the main characters of our own lives." "Your life. Mine's 1,000 km away. now I'm all by myself just for a fucking whim-"

"Noah! What is your problem? Mom deserves this. She's found someone who loves her and treats her well. Try being happy for her." I snap at her.

"I love somebody too and she doesn't care" "you don't love Dan. Trust me, there are better fish in the sea" calling Dan ugly is a compliment. I see the way he looks at other girls when Noah isn't around.

"Camilla, I don't need your help. " "but-" "stay out of it" as much as I try mom still likes Noah better. I understand why, Noah doesn't get into fights, illegal racing, or dad's gang.

I lean back into my seat. "I didn't want to keep you from Dan and your friends. Noah, your 17 I'm sure you'll make friends being this nice" mom gently caresses Noah's arm.

"I'm not in the mood" Noah says as she's looking out the window. I watch mom's face pause for a second.

"Honey, St. Marie is a good school. it has a great volleyball team. You'll be captain in no time." Wow mom thanks. Noah isn't the only one who plays volleyball.

"Don't you get it? I don't wanna go to a fancy school a stranger is paying for." "He's not a stranger, he's my husband. So get used to it." The car ride was silent till we made it to a fancy gate that says "Villa Leister" on the side.

Mom clicks a button on a remote control and the gate opens. What the hell? I knew will was rich but God damn. "Hi, Manuel" mom says to the worker trimming a tree as we drive past.

Is that a water fountain?! Omg this guy is loaded. I look to the side to see a mansion?! Mom jumps out the car and runs up to Will. She hugs him and a smile appears on  my lips. I'm happy she's happy.

I hop out the car and go to grab my bag from the truck, Noah does the same but we both get stopped by a man dressed as a butler. "Please misses" "its really okay, we can take in out own bags." "It's my duty" "are you sure?" I ask feeling kinda bad that someone is carrying my things "I can do it, thanks" Noah says reaching for her bag.

"Allow me. Allow me, miss" the man rushes and grabs the bag. "No" "Noah for fucks sake." I whisper under my breath. "I can do it!" "Allow me"

"Let Martin help you" Will says looking down confused. "Let me take the suitcase!" This is becoming painful to watch. I pick Noah up by her waist and pull her away. "Thank you sir"

Noah roughly pushes me off of her and walks up to Will and mom. "I'm so happy to see you Noah, Camilla" will greats us with a welcoming smile. I walk up to them "I can't say the same, I'm sorry" this girls attitude is going to get us kicked out.

I slap her arm and look over at will. "What she meant to say was its nice to see you too." He gives me an amused look.

"Well, I just want you both to feel at home and for you to consider me your family" Slow down there big guy. "At some point" that's better.

"Why don't we show you around?" Mom gently grabs Noah's arms. She nods in agreement. We say hi to all the workers before walking in.

Holy fuck. This place looks expensive. "This is the hallway, that's the kitchen, the bedrooms are upstairs" we both look up at the massive chandelier hanging over our heads. Wow

"This I the spa" "and the gym" will adds. This is a lot. "This makes it a lot easier to get around!" Mom says as we all look at the spinning car on display. Mom just wants Noah to be happy, and course Noah is going to make that difficult for everyone.

"Don't you have a library?  Or a guest room where i can be alone and rest for a while?" Mom and Wills face drop at her words.

"Noah-" "it's fine I'll show you both to your room William cuts me off. 

Mom go's to show Noah her new room and William takes me to the other end of the hall to show me mine. I was a bit surprised when he said we had different rooms. I've always slept next to Noah.

William opens the door and my face twists to shock. The bed is huge and there's a brand new drum set sitting in the corner.

The walls are red (my favorite color). There's a dresser, a closet filled with new clothes, the best painting supplies, and a balcony.

"Oh my fuck" I say in a state of shock. "You like it?" William asks uncertain. "I thought that was obvious" is he being serious? This is everything I could have asked for.

I walk in and turn to him with a smile. "Thank you" "it's no problem. You deserve your own room" my own room. "Not just for that, for everything. You make my mom happy, happier then she's been in awhile."

He smiles to himself. "Were going out for dinner later tonight. If you need anything let me know." "I think you've done more then enough but thank you"

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I hope you injoyed! I didn't see a lot off culpa mia story's so I decided to write one on my own. Hope you liked it!