Not So Typical

Chapter Nine

I'm currently laying down on my bed listening to my depression playlist. It's been about two weeks since the issue with Roman and I've been avoiding him since then. I still talk to Alla, Eva and sometimes Boris and Vlad but they keep trying to convince me to talk to Roman. It seems like he got off his man period and felt bad for the way he acted, so now he's giving them a hard time. He keeps blowing up my phone, trying to catch me in the hallways, the parking lot and he even tried to wait for me at my car one morning but I felt "sick" and stayed in my house all day. At first I felt really mad and petty, but now I'm just confused and it's a bit fun seeing him so affected by me not paying attention to him.

But can I say something; To tell the upmost truth I was really affected when he said, "why don't you ask your parents?" Now that has stuck with me from wednesday till now. I started to notice things are different around my parents now. They're always speaking in private and then lying about it, acting really anxious when I head to school, and always on their computers. I caught my mom looking at houses in China...CHINA! I have no problem with China but what's with this sudden urge to pack up everything and leave. And I almost forgot, the day Roman stayed outside my house my mom was about to have a mental breakdown. She started freaking out and it took her forever to calm down. Since Roman showed up everything has been really weird. I know my parents sudden behavioral changes directly correlates with Roman but I have no idea how and why.

"K dinners ready!"

Dinner has been the only thing that managed to stayed the same. I dragged myself out of bed and headed downstairs. I walked toward the dinning table and saw that my mom went ham on the dinner. She made barbecue chicken, macaroni and cheese, rice and peas, steam cabbage, and muffins for desert. Is someone dying!? She would never do this unless she's trying to butter me up. Now I'm too worried and don't even want to eat the food...

Lmfao just kidding I would never pass up food. Food is love food is life. I'd rather them tell me the bad news when I have a full stomach. I sat in the seat cross from my mom and started piling up my plate with food.

"Thanks mom." I said as is dug into the food.

"Your welcome honey. I made it special for you." She said with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Is she trying sound like a typical lifetime movie, because those are the vibes I'm getting from her. Something is definitely wrong.

"So how's school?" My dad asks casually.

"It's okay, nothing special happening." I replied

"Any new friends?" My mom asks trying to probe into my life. I know she's talking about Roman and company. Recently she's been asking not so subtle questions about them, and I throw not so subtle hints to leave me alone. I know she'll just freak out for no reason and lock me in the house for the rest for my life.

"A couple new ones not much." I said smoothly. Trying not to draw attention to the matter.

"Well that's nice. K there are some important things that have been going on, and we want to share it with you." My dad said suddenly getting serious. See I told you something is wrong. They don't act this weird unless somethings up. I didn't act surprised or anything I just kept eating and let him continue.

"What we're trying to say is that..." He looks at my mom and grabs her hand,"...we're moving." He says finally.

I'm shook. I choked on my food so hard. We are moving! What's with them and this sudden urge to move. They've lived here since I was born and now they what to leave?!