My Best Friends Brother| Ondreaz Lopez

Chapter 1

Chelsea's POV

Never in a million years would I have though I'd be moving in with my cousin. Me and my parents moved to LA my freshman year of high school, so it isn't a new experience but, I wasn't too hype about living in the hype house. Pun intended.

This wasn't even my choice. After I graduated my mom specifically told me, "...either get my life together and help pay some bills, or leave." At the time, leaving seemed like the best option.

All my life I've been my mom's caretaker. After my dad left when I was four, she went completely crazy and started drinking a lot, so I've learned to only depend on myself.

My cousin and I have always been pretty close, so as soon as he and his mom found out that my mom was taking care of me, they let us come stay with them. My mom wanted to turn it down because she didn't want any "handouts", but my aunt said that if we didn't stay with them, she would call child protective services and have them take me away. Even though my mom didn't take care of me, she still loved me at the end of the day, and I was all she has left.

We lived with my Aunt and Chase until my junior year and then chased mover out to go live with his friends and be Tiktok famous. Don't get me wrong, I applaud him for making it big and being able to provide for his family by making some e-boy dance videos for thirsty tweens but, that just seems like such a waste of time to me.

I on the other hand, decided to go to UCLA for a degree in psychology. At least one person in our family should have an actual career, even though it's kind of ironic that I decided to become a psychologist after my mom had a mental breakdown.

And all this catching has led to the present. I am currently packing my things to move in with Chase because, my mom can't afford to buy me an apartment of my own, and my aunt doesn't really want me living with her anymore after dealing with me and my mom for the last four years. I can't say I blame her though. My mom is missing some marbles, and I'm not the saint of a child that Chase is.

I could honestly care less about parental figures. I was never blatantly disrespectful or anything like that, I just felt like I should be able to do what I want with my life, and they never agreed with that, and considering the fact that I'm 19, I feel like I should be able to live my life how I please.

So, here I am on the doorstep with my suitcase about to knock on the door to move into my new home. I knock on the door and a guy that I don't know answers. "Who are you?" He asks. "I'm Chelse, I'm Chases cousin that's moving in with you guys." I said. "Oh okay! Yo! Chase your cousin is here." He yelled.

"I'm Tony by the way. I don't live here but, I'm here with my brother pretty often. You'll get used to having a bunch of people here eventually." He said. "Thanks I guess." I said. "I'll show you where your room is. You'll be sharing a room with Addison." He said.

I had no idea who Addison was but I was hoping she didn't have a sloppy room. "You don't have to go through all this trouble. Chase said he would help me get all moved in, and I'm pretty sure you have better things you could be doing right now." I said. "Nah you're good besides you seem like you're in over your head, and it wouldn't hurt for me to be nice to you." He replied. "Thanks." I said and smiled.

"I think we're gonna be great friends Chels." Tony said. "Wow you just met me and you've already given me a nickname huh?" I said while laughing. "Of course, you have to have a nickname if you're gonna be my best friend." Tony said jokingly. "Who said we were gonna be best friends?" I asked. "I did just now so deal with it." He said with a smile and grabbed my suitcase and carried it upstairs to my room.

I could already tell that he was gonna be the one thing that made livi NV here tolerable.