Sometimes There's Good In Evil (Dil Howlter)

Post-celebration Blues & New Neighbours

2022:

Wednesday had come and gone, and the two days after were a huge blur. I laid on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. What was I seriously meant to do now?

I turned over and looked at my bed side table. A photo caught my attention. I picked it up and looked at it. A smile grew across my face. The memories from only three days ago came flooding into my mind. A few times I broke out a little chuckle, if anyone saw me they'd think I'd lost it.

As I was reminiscing those events to myself, a knock at my bedroom door brought me back to reality. I blinked a couple of times and looked up. "Come in!" I shouted. My door opened with a loud creek. When the door was fully open, Dan stood there looking the door up and down. "That needs some WD40." He muttered. He shot a look at me.
"Phil and I can't be bothered to cook and we've decided to eat out somewhere, where do you wanna go?" He asked. My eyes lit up. Eating out. Thanks dads for not wanting to cook. I thought for a moment.
"Since we haven't had a small celebration between just the three of us, I think we should celebrate by going to Prezzo. I really fancy some Italian food." I smiled, hoping for a yes in response. Dan rolled his eyes and chuckled.
"Fine. We're thinking of leaving at about 5, which gives you... What's the time?" I rolled my eyes and quickly checked my phone.
"It's 4pm now, so an hour." I said, mimicking Dan's voice, just because. He shot me his 'done with your shit Howlter' look, but soon broke into a smile. I knew he couldn't hold that look out for long. He shut my door.

I got up and walked over to my window. Across the road parked a small lorry. Two men were climbing in and out the back of it every so often. I knew what was happening. New neighbours. They better be decent people.

After looking out my window for god knows how long, I walked back to my bed and checked the time. 4:25pm. 'I guess I should get ready' I thought as I made my way to the bathroom across the hall. I was still thinking about the new neighbours. I seriously hoped they were decent.

Once I was done in the bathroom, I wandered back to my room and over to my wardrobe. I opened it and next to no colour flowed out of it. I took after Dan at this part. I scanned my clothes until I found what I wanted. Black skinny jeans, a white T shirt and a leather jacket. My best leather jacket, worn only on special occasions. I slipped into them and put two wristbands on each wrist. I liked symmetry, like Dan... Again. A Panic! At The Disco and a My Chemical Romance wristband on my left wrist, and a plain black wristband and a blue & white fabric bracelet with an anchor chain tied to it on my right. I loved that bracelet. I used to belong to my dad, my real dad.

"Dil! It's 5 o'clock, are you ready yet?"  I heard Phil's voice rush through my bedroom walls.
"Move your lazy ass Dil!" I heard Dan hell.
"Dan!"
"What? I was only joking."
I laughed as I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs.

Dan and Phil were still 'arguing' over Dan telling me to move my lazy ass. I jumped off the bottom step and walked over to them.
"You're still going on about that?" I said, laughing a little halfway through. They both laughed.
"I could've said something worse," Dan joked, "like the f-word, or even more worse, the c-word-"
"Alright Dan." Phil cringed. "Let's leave." He grabbed Dan's hand and their fingers intertwined. Phil grabbed his car keys and off we went.

As we approached the car, Dan and Phil caught sight of the new neighbours.
"Someone's finally moving into that house." Dan chirped up.
"It's been empty for like 4 months. We'll introduce ourselves tomorrow." Phil stated as he unlocked the car. Just as I opened the door, I saw one of the new neighbours looking directly at me. Well, it seemed like it. I quickly scanned her. She looked like a teenager, possibly my age or a little older. I got into the car and Phil drove out of the driveway almost straight away. Someone was eager to get food.