Love You Forever (Destiel)

Chapter Two: Arriving at New Home

Deans POV:
We are in Orlando, Uptown Altamont now. We are parked by our house. It looks a lot like the one we had in Summerville. The U-haul parked by the front entrance. Me and Sam walk inside and see a chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The stairs is right in front of us. We run up the stairs and look inside every bedroom. There are 3 bedrooms, one for me, one for Sam and one for my parents. I pick the one all the way on the right side of the house. My bedroom also has a walk in closet and bathroom. My other room had no closet or bathroom.

5 HOURS LATER

Now we have everything inside our house. I'm in my room right now. I push my bed against the wall. The head board is against the wall, I can get off both sides of the bed. I grab the cardboard box on the floor by the door. I put it on my bed and open it. On the side of the cardboard box it says PICTURES in bold letters. I take out the one at the top, it's a picture of me, Sam and my friends. I already miss them.

I hang up the pictures on the wall. Theres a picture of me and Sam, I'm wearing a red checkered collared shirt and he's wearing a red plaid collared shirt. We're both wearing black jeans. This pictures was taken a month after we moved to Summerville. The pictures hanging on the wall right above my desk. On the desk stands a picture of me and my family. Me and Sam are wearing the same clothes ad in the other picture. My mom's wearing a long black skirt and a red sweat shirt. My dad is wearing a black long sleeve collared shirt and black jeans. I hang up my last picture of me and all my friends including Sam. I put it on the wall and then I hear a knock on My door.
"Dean, it's me." Sam says.
"Come in." I say and he opens the door and walks in. "Do you miss our other home Dean?"
"Of course I do, and so do you. I like my bedroom though."

Sam looks at the picture that I just hung up.
"Dean, I'll miss them too."
"Why do mom and dad always do this to us? Seriously this is the last time I'm going to move in a long, long time."

Sams POV:
I am sitting in my room on the couch against the wall. I am watching Fast and Furious 5.
"SAM, DINNERS READY."
Mom shouts from downstairs. I get up off the couch, turn off the tv and g downstairs. I walk into the dining room and see mom and dad sitting on the one side of the table and Dean sitting on the other. I sit beside Dean and look at all the food. It's lasagna with mozzarella cheese and delicious meat. As We grab our first slice my dad interrupts.
"Hey, you two are going to school tomorrow."
"Me and Dean both drop our slice in our plate and look at him like he's done something seriously wrong.
"Don't you want us to help you around the house for a few days?" Dean asks curiously.
"Of course, but school is important for you and-"
"DAD, NO IT'S NOT," Dean shouts,"Why did you do this again? You move us around from place to place all the time. We've never lived in the same house for more than two years. Right once we get here, you want us to go to school. Why? Are we nothing to you?"

I look at Dean with my eyes wide open. I look down at my plate and grab the slice and bite a big chunk off it. I chug my water down right after, I refill my cup and take another bite as Dean and dad have a staring contest.
"Dean, I love you. It's just difficult with all the job options and-" Dad says, he looks so sad. Then Dean interrupts again.
"WAIT, WAIT DAD. What job options?"
Dad stares at him for a second and his eyes look watery and swell up with tears.
"Son, I uh- I got another promotion."
"Oh so that's why we moved here again. That is not all the reasons dad. Tell the truth."
"Son, I am telling the tr-"
"You know what dad? If you don't want to be honest with me, then don't call me son, until you find your honesty. If you have it. I'm going to go eat in my room. Enjoy."
Dean puts another 2 slices in his plate grabs the plate and stands up. He walks away and my eyes follow him.
"Me too," I say. I put 2 more slices in my plate and go upstairs. I knock on Deans door three times with my right hand. I take a quick bite of a slice of lasagna. Dean doesn't answer.
"Dean, its me."
"I don't want to talk right now Sam."
I look down at my plate and then walk to the left of the hall. It's a siz feet wide hallway, there's a few pictures of our family. A picture of me and Dean by ourselves. A picture of mom and dad at a younger age.

I walk to my room. The door is closed, I use my right hand and turn the door knob. I push it open and see my bed right away. It's a queen size bed with a red and blue striped blanket, those are my favourite colours. My bed is made up neatly. My pillows are the same colour as the blanket with the same design. I walk in and to the left is my tv against the wall. A little to the right is my couch. On the other side of the bed is my clothes dresser. Three feet to the left of my clothes dresser is my desk. It's a dark brown colour with an office chair. It's black and it had wheels and can spin. I sit down on my couch and turn on the tv with he remote that's sitting beside me. I continue watching the movie. I grab my slice of lasagna and take a huge bite.

Deans POV:
I am sitting on my bed with no shirt on and black boxer shorts. I stand up and walk into my bathroom. I close the door and drop my boxers. I step into the shower and turn on the warm faucet. The water splashes on my skin. I rub my hands through my hair while thinking of how my life will be next. I think of that argument that I started downstairs. I put my face under the shower and rub my face clean. I turn my back against the shower and lean my forehead on the wall. The water splashes on my back, the warm water clears my head and makes me feel happy.

I turn the faucet off and step out of the shower. I grab the white towel and dry my hair and quickly dry my body. I open the door and walk into my room. I walk to my clothes dresser five feet from my queen sized bed. The black blanket is made up neatly on the bed. Two red pillows are by the head board. I put on a blue pair of boxers. I walk to the right side of my bed and lay down on it. The lamp beside me on the night stand is on. I reach for the switch and turn it off. Everything turns black.