Lullabies (Jalex)

Lullabies| Chapter 1

*Present~Alex's Pov*

"Alex, you need to understand that this is hard for all of us. Not just you," my mom tried to reason with me.

She wanted us to move to Baltimore. Which means leaving Zack, leaving memories, leaving Tommy.

"Mom! What do you not get?! Do you really want to leave everything behind? Just because of some job?" I argued back.

"Son, is this because of Thomas?" my father sighed. "It was 5 years ago. I thought you would be over this."

The truth was, I wasn't. But they don't need to know that.

"That's not the problem! What about Zack? His parents? Your friends? This house and it's memories?"

"We talked to Zack's parents and they will actully be moving with us," she, my mother, reasoned. "They found a place in the next town over. So us and his parents can help each other out. Besides, wouldn't you just want to start over?"

She did have a point. Maybe it won't be a bad idea. But I still rather stay here, but looks like I don't have another option.

"Fine. Only because I don't have a fucking choice." I just ahead to my door but didn't walk in. Instead my eyes wonder to Tommy's. I walked over and opened his door and walked in.

His room was different from the way he left it that night.

Everything was in boxes but, his bed was still in his conner of the room. But ever since I seen him when he past, it became the dark side of his room. It seems like the only time it isn't is when I look back on the good times we had together there. When he would sing me lullabies, tickle me to death, show me bands.

His queen sized bed had no sheeting just two white pillows laying at the head of the bed. Everything was dull and empty.

I picked up his guitar and layed in his bed just playing random sounds until my mom walked in; she must of hear me playing.

"Hey," she said softly.

"Hi," I sighed.

She closed the door behide her then came and sat next to me wrapping her arms around my shoulders.

"I remember how hard your brother worked for that thing," She referred to his guitar. "He was 16, and we told him if he did all of his chores and helped out with you we will buy him this guitar. He had his eyes on forever."

I smiled at her. "I remember when he always said 'the quitar picks you, not you pick it.' He never once used a different guitar other than this one. I thought it was weird a hell. Also doesn't everyone guitar player say?"

"Oh yes, your brother was something. I remember how much he would stay up all night with you just to teach you how to play one song after another. He loved you every much." She kissed my forehead and we just started sharing stories, my dad even joined us after a while.

But we all had a secound of silence. A secound of smiling to our selfs thinking about him.

"I miss him. The old him." I whispered loud enough for them to hear.

"We all do," My dad hugged me. I was in the middle of them. It felt like a good family momment. It felt like he was here too. I think my parents could sense that too. His presence was peaceful and clam. At least it felt like it was.
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I woke in his room. I'm sure mom is the one who brought me a blanket to cover up with since it was her favorite purple dotted one.

I guess I should start packing... I got up and stretched my arms out.

I glanced around the room and headed over to one of the boxes of Tom's. We still kept all of his things.

Part of me wants to go through through them while the oppsite side of me tells me to wait til I know for sure I was ready.

With a sigh I decided to go with secoud choice. I wasn't ready.

I walked out and smelt food. Mom's cooking something. Like always.

I headed to my room and got out a few suitcases. One by one I started to pack up my things. Steadily watching the boxes and suitcases full up while my room grews empty and dull just likes Thomas'.

Maybe I should take a small break? I mean it's like 10? I never want up this early.I should call Zack. Let him know what's up and stuff.

I walk over to my phone and unplug it and started to ring him.

"Woah, holy shit! Is this actully Alex? Up? At 11:45am? Who are you and what have you done with my bestfriend?" He joked.

"Haha very funny. I was packing you idiot." I roll my eyes besides the point of him not seeing me, he's just a dumbass.

"Oh yeah, I'm done. Need help?"

"BUTTT I JUST DECIDED TO TAKE A BREAKKKKK!!!" I whinned.

"Okay okay, you bitch baby." He laughed.

"You could still come over tho. Just don't show up all sweaty. You fucking beast."

"A sexy beast!" He corrected me.

"Mk, more like a shitty one but whatever floats your boat. See ya"

"Asshole, and I heard that eye roll!"

"First off, I am aware. Secound, I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Yeah, sure. See you later Alex."

"Later," Then I heard the click symbolizing the call ended.

I'm hungry. "MOM! BRING ME MY BABIES PLEASE!"

"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT CALLING FOOD YOUR CHILDREN? YOU REALIZE YOU CAN'T EVEN HAVE KIDS? " My mom yelled back.

"MOM! I WAS HOPEING TO TELL THEM THEY WERE ADOPTED WHEN THEY WERE IN MY STOMACH! THANKS FOR CRUSHING MY KIDS DREAMS MOOOM!"

I kind of can't have kids due to my awesome gayness. But I can always have food babies.

My door opened with my mom and a plate of pancakes.

"Oh please, I rather crush their dreams then you crush them. Please promise me if you ever do adopt. Not to eat them?" My mom warned me with a glare and handing me my food.

"Well, then my husband would just have to make sure they don't poor sugar all over themselves." I laughed. My mom just rolled her eyes. "Oh, and Zack is coming over."

"Not surprising, we should just give him a key at our next house. It would be better then him climbing through your window when we can't answer the door," My mom chuckled. "Well I am going to go pack for a bit. I see you started." She glanced around my room.

"Yeah, I woke up and packed then called Zack then he started being mean." I pouted.

"Let me guess this time, is it because you are up at 12?" My mom raised a eye brow.

"11 something."

"Wow, I'm impressed." She gave me a smug smile and walked out.

Soon Zack came in and we ended up playing around until him and my dad started talking about working out or whatever. My mom and I just made sure everything was packed. She even helped me with my room.

Zack's mom called and wanted us to help them pack the little they had left so we would all be on the same page before we leave in a few days. After we just all watched movies. So that's basically how my day went. Maybe I should start waking up earlier... Yeah, maybe around one? Nah, that's too early. Two? sounds better. Of course only on the weekends. Because of school, which I love and would never decline a day of going because I just love it so much. I for sure wouldn't murder the entire school board just so I wouldn't have to go.

I would just pay someone to do it for me.

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