TOO LATE. (Urban Teen Fiction)

chapter1 Tension

The moving truck came to a stop.

" Wake up baby were here". I rubbed my eyes looking around at the townhouse in front of me in disappointment.

"Mom why are we here I wanna go home".

"But honey this is our home".

"No it isn't" I replied.

"Baby just see how things go I know you will grow to love it".

In my head I thought to myself, how can I love this place it was foreign and none of my friends were here and everything is so close to each other. I get out of the truck following behind my mom to the doorstep.

She opened the door walking in to the living room "baby how do you like it"?.

"Its ok I guess", as I wander off into the newly remodeled kitchen.

I can't lie it was nice. I walked through the kitchen opening a door that enclosed a set of stairs. I flick on the light switch looking down the stairs wondering what was down there. I walk down them into this big open room with a sliding glass door to the outside. I walk over to two doors and opened the first one revealing a closet. The closet was huge enough to walk in as I stood there in amazement. Then I walked out and opened the second door to a bathroom. The bathroom was plush and laid out nice. The tub was huge with a step to get into it, but the shower was behind it but separated by a wall. This was something new to me. I turned around looking at the huge mirror over the huge double sinks and the shiny marble counter.

My mom crept up behind me, "how do you like it baby"?.

"I love it, but where's my room"?.

"This is your room, this whole downstairs is yours". I reach giving her a huge hug.

"But where is your room mom"?. "My room is upstairs way upstairs on the third floor".

"Wait there are three floors"?.

"Yes baby there is, and there is two rooms up there".

I race up the stairs entering the kitchen then up another set of stairs I never even paid attention to, reaching the third floor. I open the door to a room that was even bigger than mine's with a much bigger bathroom. And then back across the hallway the other room that was equal to the size of mines but no bathroom. I go back downstairs into the kitchen looking for my mom, but she wasn't there, I opened another door off the hallway heading toward the living room but it was only a bathroom.

"Mom I yelled out".

"Yes baby, I'm outside". I head in the direction toward the front door that was wide open.

"What's wrong baby"?. she replied, as I saw this tall man standing at the bottom of the stairs.

"Nothing".

"Who is this"?. he asked.

"Oh this is my son Dre".

"Hi there Dre, and how old are you"?.he asked. I look at him in disgust not saying anything.

My mom pops me in the back of my head, "boy don't you hear this grown man speaking to you, don't you?...".

I looked at him replying "I'm fifteen".

"Fifteen what"?. My mom said ...

"I'm fifteen sir".

"That's better, now don't forget your manners boy".

"Oh it's ok", the man interjected.

"No he knows better, now take your behind in the house", she directed toward me, "before I pop you again".

"Well I have a son of my own, so I know how it is", "they get to feeling themselves around that age my son is fifteen too". "Travis", I heard the man yell out, as I saw this kid running down the street toward us.

He stopped along side of the man out of breath. "Yes", he replied.

"I called you to meet the new neighbors". "Hey what's up"?, he spoke "I'm Travis but it's T to everybody around here".

"Boy your name is Travis, if it was T then I would have named you that now get lost", his dad replied. "See what I mean I didn't catch your name Mrs.".

"Oh it's miss, but my name is Sherry".

"I'm sorry you already told me, see I'm bad with names".

"I can tell Jarvis, considering I haven't forgot your name", she replied laughing.

They both stand there laughing which irritated my skin. For more than one reason I already didn't like this guy. I never been a fan of new guys ever since my dad walked out on us when I was eight. Every guy after that either cheated on my mom or put their hands on her. That shit won't happen anymore especially after I pistol whipped the last guy that did and shot him in chest.

What do you all think so far. Is Dre a bad boy or just misguided? Do you think Sherry is feeling this Jarvis dude?. This is just the first chapter and wanted to get votes and comments before I post the next chapter.