Just Another Emo Love Story

Chapter 1

"Mom do we really have to leave..?" I said quietly.
I have a few friends here, and I really don't want to leave them. I have a bad feeling of moving to the other side of town....things are going to change drastically.
"Yes honey, we have to leave. Your father and I already bought another house, and you will be starting school soon too." My mother said softly, placing her hand on my cheek.
"That man," I pointed to Joe, "is not, and never will be my father." I went back into my house -or old house now I suppose- and took one last look at every room. It all looked so different without all the furniture and pictures. I've never seen this house look so empty, this has been my home since I was a little kid, this house holds all my tears, all my happy, joyful moments, all my memories good and bad, and now I have to leave what's familiar to me, and make new memories and make new friends....what if no one likes me there.
I went up to my old room, and sat on the floor in the middle of my room, "I'm going to miss this place." I whispered softly as I let a few of my tears fall before getting up off the floor wiping my cheeks and heading back outside to the car where my mother and Joe now sat.
I grabbed my phone put my earphones in, and blasted "Perfect Weapon" by, Black Veil Brides.

Once we got to the new house, I felt a weight fall opon my shoulders.
What the fucking hell is this? This is not a fucking house....this is a god damn mansion!
I turned to my mother and Joe, "If you two think I'm cleaning this house....you're both sadly mistaken." I then walked off before they could reply.
I went to find the room farthest away from the master bedroom knowing that's where my mother and Joe would most likely want.
"Jessica!" Joe yelled from the front door.
"What Joe?" I yelled back.
"You don't have to call me Joe hun, I'm your father now." He said with a smile on his face.
I looked him right in the eye as if to say, you fucking wish.
"You're not my father, nor will you ever be." I said and walked up the stairs, I then felt a hand wrap around my wrist.
"Your real father wouldn't do this for you, he left you and your mother with nothing, I've done more for you than he ever will." He said looking a little frustrated.
"Your point? He may not be here right now, he may have left us with nothing, he may have done less for my mother and I, but I refuse to call anyone else my father, Jeffrey Hills, is my father you, Joe Peterson, will never be my father nor will any other man on this earth." With that I yanked my wrist out of his grasp, holding back my screams of pain from doing that, and started going back up the stairs.
"Jessica," Joe said, I stopped. "Your room is all the way up the stairs, the very top one, you have your own bathroom and everything." I nodded and left him standing there without another word.
When I reached the top of the staircase I was out of breath, there are a lot of stairs -_- I swear I'm going to sacrifice him to pikachu.
I opened the door to the left and I saw a broom closet., I opened the door to the right and there was a bathroom with two doors, which meant that the second door would lead to my room. Instead of walking all the way to the next door I just cut through the bathroom and opened the other door.
As soon as I caught a glimpse of my "room" my jaw dropped, I saw pink every fuckingwhere! The only thing I liked was the size!! I had the whole top floor to myself pretty much.
A hand was placed on my shoulder and I instinctively flinched away.
"Do you not like your room?" Joe asked.
I turned on him so fast it made him jump back in surprise.
"No I don't like it." I said gritting my teeth.
"Why not?" He asked.
"Seriously? Can't you see what my favourite colors are? Can't you see that I like bands and the way I dress? Are you blind?" I asked.
Now he looked me over once and frowned, "I'm sorry...I'll go pick you up some paint and some new furniture." Joe said looking down.
For once I actually felt bad for what I said....I can't keep blaming him.
"No, I'm sorry...I shouldn't be freaking out at you like this over something so.....I would say small but its not, ughhh whatever, point is I'm sorry, and I'll deal with it for now. I'll go look for a job and I'll get what I need to make my room look like the one I had back home." I said.
"You don't have to do that you know, I can get the things you need, you'll just have to decorate it yourself." Joe said softly patting my head, "And its okay, I understand why you freaked out at me for this, I mean I'd be pretty ticked if someone did this to my room after all, and I also understand your point of why you won't call me your father, I just hope that, well...that maybe we can be friends instead of being at each others throats. I only want to make your mother and you happy, I'm trying so hard to do this for you guys."
"I know Joe, and I'd like for us to be friends....it would be a nice change....hopefully." I said as I went to go get all my clothes and posters.
"Let's go get you that paint and all new furniture....sounds good, or do you want to wait a little bit to get settled into this house?"
"Let's go get that paint and furniture before I get everything in there and then having to work around it all." I said.
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A/N Well I hope you guys liked this chapter.

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