Chapter 135: On The Market

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by RaisedByWuuves

by RaisedByWuuves

Chapter 134: On The Market

Brandon's POV

*One Month Later*

My dad has started to branch out and talk to the band or family, starting to get back into his normal routine. I decided to surprise him by dropping by to hang out with him. I started to pull into his driveway before i saw a sign sitting in his front line that read "FOR SALE" in big, black letters. Below the words was a picture of a woman with her realty company logo next to her and a phone number. Attached to the sign was a plastic tray that had papers about the house for future buyers.

"What the fuck?" I questioned, looking at the other houses which looked like the house's I grew up next to. I looked at the house again and it was definitely the house I lived in. My dad's car was definitely sitting in the driveway and the number on the house was right. I drove down the street until I came to a stop sign, its the right street. I just refused to believe my dad could be selling the house.

I drove back to the house and parked in the driveway. I walked to the for sale sign and pulled a paper out. It had a detailed description of the house and it's features; how many bedrooms, how many bathrooms and the amenities that came with the house such as our pool. I crumpled up the paper and tossed it into my car before walking up to the door. I knocked, a mixture of anger, disbelief and sadness filling my mind.

"Oh, hey Brandon." My dad smiled like everything was normal.

"Why the fuck is there a for sale sign in your yard?" I asked. He took a deep breath and sighed.

"I'm selling the house Brandon."

"What!"

"Why don't you come inside?" He asked, opening the door. I walked in and went to the living room. The house was more bare than the last time I saw it and I assumed that was due to the garage sale Blade cried to me about last month. I didn't see a harm in it until I saw that sign in his lawn. I realized the garage sale was him planning to sell the house. I sat on the couch and saw apartment fliers scattered on the table with his writing all over them.

"You're moving into an apartment?"

"Well, where else would I go?"

"Uh, not move at all."

"Brandon, I can't believe how selfish you are being! I did not raise you like this!"

"I'm selfish? You're selling my childhood home dad!"

"Damnit, shut the fuck up for once and let me talk! Hear me out and maybe you'll fucking understand why I'm selling the damn house! I spent over forty years with your mom in this house. I raised your kids and some of my grand kids were even raised in this house. Then, Jessica moved in and I lived with her for over fifteen years in this house. I've had numerous parties and celebrations in this house. I've laughed in this house, I've cried in this house, I've fought with those I love most in this house. My wife died in this house. You think it's easy to sell this house? You think I want to sell this house? Hell no. There's so many memories in this house that I don't want to lose. I need to sell this house Brandon. I need to move on, and I can't do that living here. This house is too big for just me. Ever since your mom died, I've contemplated selling this house, but I couldn't bring myself to do it."

"Sell it to me! Or Camryn, or Colton. Anyone!"

"No Brandon. I need to sell this house to a stranger. I need to sell it to a family who will get a good use out of it and make memories like we did. Most importantly, I need to get it out of our family so that I can move on. So that I can be happy. Can you please try to understand that?"

"I guess I can. Why don't you come live with me? Alex and I are in that big house all by ourselves."

"I need to be on my own Brandon. I haven't been on my own since I met your mom when I was twenty one. That's a long ass time. It's time for me to be on my own. Even then, I wasn't completely on my own because I lived with my band."

"Wait." I said, running upstairs and into my old bedroom. My dad had painted the room a neutral color, removing my name that was painted on the wall. I ran down the stairs and out of the house, slamming the door behind me.

How could he do this?

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