Fallen

Moving

(Preston's POV)

I sit in my nearly empty  room on my phone. Surrounded by half packed boxes. Today is my last day here. Than I move to another house. Go to another school. Basically what happens every year or 2. I'm only 16 so I can't live on my own....yet. But the day I turn 18 I'm leaving this hell forsaken family. My Mum is always Drunk. My Dad is hardly ever Here. I'm just done. I want to move out and never have to see this hell forsaken Family again. I don't even consider this a family anymore.

Mum walks into my room, drunk off her ass as usual. A nearly empty bottle of whiskey in her hand. She leans against the door frame.

"Preston?" She stutters

"What." I'm tired of her.

"Get the rest of your room packed. We leave tomorrow morning ya know" she's stuttering so much. I'm barely able to understand her.

"Yeah I know...I'll get it packed."

"Good." She stutters, walking out of my room, I hear her stumble down the hallway back to the living room.

Our dog, Buster walks into my room. He never looks happy. He's probably just as happy as me. He's a 7 year old blue nose pitbull. We've had him ever since he was a puppy. So he's sorta the only best friend I have.

He jumps up onto my bed, lays down next to me. I pet him lightly. This dog is the only thing I have and the only thing I love.

I lay with him for a few minutes.

I get up, deciding to finish packing up my room. I pack away the rest of my clothes and the rest of my random stuff I have. I don't have many things other than my all black clothes, my mcr albums....ya know all my Emo stuff. Raw3r XD. Yep....that's me.

I get everything packed, Buster just laid on my bed watching me the whole time. He always looks so sad. When I move out he's going with me. I'm taking him and we're going to go be happy.

I set my packed boxes by my bedroom door and sit back on my bed. I lightly pet Buster.

"You think the new house is gonna be better than this hell hole?" I say to him

He just looks at me with his sad eyes and I look back at him with the same look.

"Hopefully life gets better at some point.." I lightly cuddle him, resting my head on his back. This dog means everything to me.

I sit and cuddle Buster, glancing around my now empty room.

A few minutes go by and to my surprise my Dad appears in the doorway.

"Hey Pres, ya all backed?" He says

"Yeah...everything's backed" I say

"Alright, I'm gonna start taking your boxes to the Uhaul" he says as he picks up a box.

I don't respond and I just let him take my boxes to the Uhaul.

The rest of my day is just spent in my empty room, cuddling Buster and scrolling through Social Media.

*The Next Morning*

I wake up. Picking up my phone to check the time.

"9:57am"

I sigh. Sitting up. Buster is laid at the end of my bed by my feet. He lifts his head up, looking at me when I sit up.

"Hey buddy" I say quietly as I reach down to lightly pet him

My dad walks into my room.

"Hey Pres, a buddy of mine is here to help so we're gonna be moving your dresser and bed in a few minutes okay?" He says 

I nod slightly in response

I get up, guiding Buster off my bed. I get my bed and everything ready to be moved. Basically just taking the mattress off the frame and leaning it against the wall. Buster sits and watches.

I grab his leash and sit next to him on the floor, clipping the leash onto his black spiked collar.

"We have a 5 hour car drive ahead of us, but you and me just gonna chill huh?" I smile lightly

Man I love this dog.

My Dad and his friend walk in and within 30 minutes they get my stuff out and into the uhaul. My room is now completely empty.
I stand up, with Busters leash in my hand and he follows.
I decided to take him on a walk.

We walk through the empty house, surprisingly my mum isn't drunk of her ass. She's out at the Uhual truck organizing all the boxes so they fit in the Uhual. I walk down the driveway with Buster following. We start walking down the sidewalk.

*45 minutes later*

I walk back up the driveway

"Ready to go pres?" My dad stops me

"Were leaving right now?" I say

"Yeah we were waiting for you and Buster to get back from your walk" he says

"Oh...yeah okay" I say

I head towards the car, I open the door to the back seat and Buster jumps in ahead of me. I get in after him, shutting the door.
He lays down and rests his head on my leg. I unclip his leash for now and put it on the seat.

I put my headphones in and turn my phones Data on. I listen to music. My dad pulls out of the driveway with the uhaul and my Mum drives the car. We now begin our 5 hour drive. Yay.

*2 hours into the drive*

My parents made a stop off to get food. While they got food, I took Buster out of the car and let him do his thing. I just chilled in the grass while we waited for them.

They got done eating so we all got back in the car, while my dad got in the Uhual and got back on the road.

The ride was and is very quiet. Not much noise other than my music that came through my headphones.

*3 hours later*

We pulled into the new town. I stared out the window looking at some businesses,restaurants and houses we passed. Buster sat up also looking out the window. Staring at the new town.

10 minutes of driving through the town and my Mum pulls up to a small house.

"Welcome to the new house" she says as she stops the car in the driveway

"Ugh" I say as I open the car door and get out, with Buster following

A few moments later my dad pulls up to the curb with the uhual. He gets out, opening the back and starts taking boxes inside.

"Come with me and I'll show you your room" my mum said as she started walking inside

I sighed and followed her.

We walked in and we walked through the average sized living room. We walked up about 12 stairs and the first door on my left was my room. My mum opened the door and I walked in slowly. A medium sized room. Not a whole lot of space but I don't need much space anyways.

"Thanks." I muttered as I unclipped Busters leash and let him check out the place

"Yeah so this is your room, might wanna go down to the uhual and help your dad bring in your dresser and bed." She said

"Mk I will" I say as I turn around and head out of the room. I go downstairs and start helping my dad bring up my stuff.

*45 minutes later*

It took some struggle with the corners and turns but we got my bed and dresser into my room. I brought up my boxes and set them all on the floor. I opened the one box with my pillows and blanket in it and quickly make/set up my bed. I sit on my bed and Buster jumps up next to me.

"Welcome to the new house I guess..." I say quietly to him

He does like a little sighing sound.

"I know buddy....I don't like it either.." I say as I cuddle him

I lay down on my bed, to lazy to unpack my boxes today. I cuddle buster.