Bad-Vibes ⇸ m.e(DISCONTINUED)

C H A P T E R O N E

Novak Howell » 23rd June
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It had been a week since my parents had gotten divorced. It didn't really come as a shock to me, due to the fact that they had been arguing practically non-stop for a year now. I was just waiting for the day where they would end it. Twenty-five years of affection gone to waste. I suppose you could say they were just putting up with each other in the final five. Of course, it was sad. I hated listening to them disagreeing all the time. Although I think the worst part was that my mother just left. She signed the papers, packed a suitcase and was gone within an hour. That hurt. She didn't even leave a note saying she loved me and my brother. Nothing.

"Novak!" My dad was frustrated, I could hear it in his voice. There was an urgency to it, an annoyed straining. I was always scared of him when he got like this, but not today. Today I was just as frustrated as him. I was forced to sleep on the floor due to the fact that my entire room was being shipped off to Virginia today and so I only had a sleeping bag and a teddy bear. Cliché or whatever I know.

"Novak!!" My fathers voice was more insistent. Running a hand through my brunette hair, I left it in its messy bun before getting off the ground to get changed. I picked out an orange oversized t-shirt. And I meant orange. I hated orange, and still questioned the shirts' existence in my wardrobe until I put it on. Slipping it over my head, the material covering my bare chest, the shirt felt like a freaking cloud to wear. I kept my dark grey joggers on cause I couldn't be bothered choosing another pair of pants.

"Novak, I swear if you do-" I cut him of this time. "Alright! I'm coming, no need to rip off your dick!" I may have whispered the last part to myself. Folding up the sleeping bag, I stuffed it into its little bag before grabbing my backpack and slinging it over my shoulder. Grasping the giant teddy bears paw in my small hand, I finally made my way downstairs.

The feeling of something lapping at my toes made me jump toward the wall. I had completely forgotten about Dallas. The leonberger barked and licked my trembling fingers. Releasing a sigh of relief, I giggled and ran into the kitchen, skidding across the hardwood floors in my fluffy bed socks. Throwing my bags down next to the counter, I sat on the bar stool beside my brother.

My brother. Derek Howell. Oh gosh, where do I begin with him. He was the classic geek. The glasses, the way he only played video games and stayed at home. But he wasn't bad looking. He had a nice personality as well; honest, kind and caring - a total heart throb. Kinda sad that he wasn't looking for a girlfriend cause the girls were all over him everywhere he went. Kinda gross now that I think about it.

"A wild Novak, spotted outside of it's natural habitat is incredibly unusual," my dad said under his breath. Sure, I did spend a lot of time in my room, but not too much time in there. Unless of course it was 'Satan Week'. Then you wouldn't hear of me at all that entire week. But my dad's joke actually made me feel better, like we were still a normal family.

"Alright smartass, calm down." I smirked as I stole a piece of my brothers toast. My father shook his head and chuckled. "Hey!" My brother yelled in annoyance. At that, Dallas jumped up and snatched a piece from his plate, my dad grabbing a piece after, leaving Derek with nothing. "Okay then, if that's how you wanna do it." He pushed his plate closer to the sink before excusing himself and walking out the door to the car. My dad and I just sat there laughing at his reaction.

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I was actually surprised at how cold it was in that house without all the furniture. I wasn't sure whether it was a mental or physical thing, but I felt empty. This was the house I had grown up in, the house I had done so many stupid things in. There was still a hole in the wall from when I fell down the stairs in fifth grade, still mud stains on the roof from when Derek was a baby and dad had walked him on the roof like Spider-Pig. Blinking my eyes, I kept trying to imagine that this was all just a drea-

"Novak! Get your ass out here or dad's gonna leave without you!" Derek's voice of course ruined that. I was daddy's little princess, he wouldn't do that and he knew that. But nonetheless, I picked up my the giant teddy and ran out the door, Dallas at my heels. Once on the porch, I slowed to a halt and closed the door. Running my hands over the black paint, I felt its many scratched beneath my fingertips, its beautiful imperfections that helped shape my lif-

"NOVAK!"

"Alright, alright, shut up dickwad I'm coming." I pressed a soft kiss to wooden panel and caressed the copper doorknob one last time, before slowly walking down the steps and into the backseat of the Ford. Knitting my eyebrows together in frustration, I put my earphones in my ears and held the teddy bear close to my chest. Dallas followed my gaze out the window before licking my face tenderly, knowing I was sad.

I was sad because I thought this was all a dream, but it obviously wasn't.

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alright so first chapter, let me know what you guys think and whether i should make the parts longer or shorter. idk i personally think this length is a-okay hehe. but thank you for reading, leave a vote and a comment if you enjoyed. x