Nesscas Oneshot Haven

Acceptance

In the gross decayed banana-brown car are two people. Lucas and his father, Flint. The two of them have started their move, staying ever behind the U-Haul truck. Flint decided to move because of what happened to his wife and elder son. Lucas never wanted to move. He doesn't like being so far from their graves, but he decided to just go with it.

Flint followed the U-Haul truck through towns and cities and countries until they made it to their destination, Ultimatum. The large city is known for its large mall and its prestigious high school, Smash High. Flint had to pull a few strings to even get Lucas accepted into the school. Due to the strings he pulled, he couldn't afford a house, but rather an apartment.

The U-Haul truck drove against the curb allowing Flint to drive into the large garage next to the apartment building. There were already a few cars inside. Flint turned off the car and looked back to where Lucas was sitting. Lucas had fallen asleep sometime during the drive. "Psst, Lucas," Flint said. Lucas didn't budge. Flint sighed and exited the car. He opened the middle car door and made the middle chair fold into the floor. This allowed Flint to step in and shake Lucas awake. Lucas sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked out the window after finishing his eye-rub.

"Where are we? Another pitstop?" Lucas asked. He got used to Flint stopping at nearly every new town to collect "goods". Lucas never saw the point, he never wanted to move in the first place so why would he want to remember it. Flint shook his head.

"We made it to the house, come on." Flint grabbed his keys and closed his door as Lucas jumped out of the car. He closed the door and noticed the other five cars in the garage. All five are better looking. Between the two black, one blue, and two red. The brands of the cars were also notably better than Flint's. Lucas just sighed. He knew what this meant, all those cars. "We had to," Flint said after noticing the annoyed look Lucas was giving to the empty cars. Lucas just shook his head and walked toward the large opened garage door, not even a thought of paying his dad a glance.

Lucas walked to the U-Haul truck that had already started to transport the boxes into the apartment. Lucas looked up at it. He grew more annoyed at the sight. The apartment building looked shady. Some windows were shattered, one had an overly sized AC machine, one even seemed to have blood on it. Lucas just sighed. Flint walked up to Lucas's side and looked up at the building as well. "M-maybe it's better inside." Lucas gave his dad a nasty stink-eye before walking toward the very run-down entrance.

Inside the entrance, Lucas just saw immediate stairs. Two staircases actually. One led upstairs, the other led down. Flint walked in and placed his hand on Lucas's right shoulder as they looked at the puke, alcohol, and other bodily fluids all stained on the cement stairs. "Our room is number 5, it's on the 2nd floor." Lucas shook his dad's hand off his shoulder and started to walk up the stairs. He was half-expecting the stairs to collapse underneath him, and he kind of wished that it would happen. It didn't take him long to get to the second floor. He looked at the door that had the number 5 placed on it. Even this door had some pencil markings and a crack at the bottom. Lucas was a little bit happier that the grounds for the first and second floors are made of rather clean wood. At least clean in comparison to the ground downstairs.

Flint made it to the door and felt bad by how Lucas was feeling about the move. He opened his mouth to try and say something. "Just shut up," Lucas said with little emotion in his voice. He opened the door and saw a few boxes had already been placed in the room. But then he saw the state of the room. It was a mess. Dirty clothes across the floor. The roof had a rather large hole. The window was one of the few that was shattered. Smaller holes across the floor and dead bugs scattered all over. There was even a rat feasting on another dead rat. Lucas stomped on the ground and the rat skidded through the opened door. Flint walked in nervously.