My life before Julie (Warm Bodies)

TwO

Another day-I'm going to force myself to talk to my dad about this whole selling the house thing. Maybe I can change his mind. I slowly slide off the bed and walk groggly up the basement steps into the kitchen where my dad is sitting at the table, reading his newpaper and sipping his coffee. 

"Hey dad" I say awkwardly, my dad and I don't talk very much, usually just when I want something or when he lectures me about moving out or some shit. 

"Ryan" he doesn't look up from his paper. 

"Can I...talk to you?" I ask rubbing the back of my neck. 

"About?" 

"Umm, you and mom selling the house" I sit down at the chair across from his. 

"There is nothing to discuss, I'm sure you mom has told you all the details" he says still reading his paper. 

"She did but I want to talk to you about it...why did you choose to do this all of a sudden? I mean, you could have atleast told me sooner. Like 2 monts ago" I huff and he finally sets down his paper. 

"Look Ryan, your mom and I aren't getting any younger and we've always talked about traveling the world. Until she got pregnant with you, your 22 Ryan. You need to move on with your life. Get a job and a house." he says looking stern. 

"But I want to live here with you and mom-" 

"No you want to stay here so you don't have to grow up and live on your own" he interuppts me. 

"Not even true" I shake my head. 

"It is and you know it" he knods, looking at me he takes a drink of his coffee. 

"What would it take to get you not to sell this house?" I ask rubbing my neck. 

"Nothing, there isn't a god damn thing on this planet that could make me change my decsion" he points to me. 

"Dad, you can't just sell the house, I've grown up here" I stand and walk behind it. 

"I sure as hell can. If you would have moved out 3 years ago you wouldn't have cared...your only worried cause you might end up on the streets. Newflash buddy, get a job." He yells. 

"Its not that simple, you can't just walk down the street and be given a job. No one is going to want someone that never even attempted to go to college" 

"Uh, plenty of jobs ask for those people. Mostly super market and gas stations but its a start Ryan" he rubs the back of his neck. 

"Oh, so you mean a job meant for 16 year old's?" I through my hand in the air at him. 

"Maybe if you went to college you could have a good job Ryan. This is not my fault, its yours. You won't always have mommy and daddy to hold your hand for you" he says the last part in a baby tone. 

"Wow, so your just going to treat your ownly child like this" I scoff. 

"Your not a child anymore. You need to start your own like Ryan."  

I open my mouth to speak but close when I can't think of a good rebuttal. "You know I'm right" he points at me once more before I leave the room. I sigh in defeat as I make my way back down stairs. What am I going to do? I have no job and theres no way I can make enough money in a month to stay here. I put on a pair of dirty blue jeans and my red jacket  and go back up stairs. 

"I'm going to Chris' house" I call not asking for premission, I grab the car keys and my wallet and head out. 

"Ryan!" my mom calls from the door when Im almost to the car.