Moving in

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I walk for a bit and after about 45 minutes i finally get home. I walk in the drive way and see that there are no cars. I check in the garage there are no cars there either. I check my moms room. No one. I check around the house no one is there.
"Hello? Helloo? Is anyone home?"
I hear nothing. I repeat my questions. Still nothing. I yell over and over again. Still nothing
"I swear if this is some sick ass joke i swear!"
I still hear only my own footsteps. I walk up to my room. There is a note on the door. Its my moms hand writing. It states
"Austin, i am sorry we are not here right now. But your father and i have decided to move out. We have paid the house off and we will pay all of the bills. We filled the cabinets and the fridge with food. I am sorry for this but as you said you are old enough to have your own place. So we left you this one. Again we are soo sorry for leaving on short notice. I have left boxes in your room so you can move into my old room. Good bye, i hope you have a nice life. I love you hun." 
"FUCK FUCK FUUCCKK!"
I slam into my room and there actually are boxes. I start packing. This is weird for me. I'm not used to moving but hey its not that bad i finally get my own place. But it is also bad because i have never lived by myself. I pack box after box of my stuff and move down stairs. I put my first box down in my moms room. I find another note on the bed, this one is my dads handwriting. This one says...
"Son, i am sorry to say this but you can really be a dick sometimes. Please put all of our decorations and sheets in the boxes and put them in the garage. We will look in the box and put new sheets and blankets in them for you. Thank you and good bye, we will pick up our shit in a few days. Bye son."
"MOTHER OF SHIT WHYYY?!?!?!"
I start to unpack and it doesn't take long to finish unpacking considering I don't have very many things. After I finish I feel very sad. I lay on the bed and curl into a ball and cry. How am I supposed to live on my own. I am used to my parents living here. I miss them I want them back...

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