Something About Him

Move

Y/n's POV:

"But mom I don't wanna move. I can't just leave my friends!"I complain.

"Sweety please, it's for the best, and plus it'll be better for you, I mean those kids were really mean to you back there."

"I- ugh, I can handle them, it's not like their gonna make me wanna do something stupid."I fought.

"You're not gonna change my mind, now go upstairs and finish packing!"

I walk upstairs, feeling defeated like always. My mom will never lose a fight. Anything we fight over, she'll always win.

But this fight I thought I could win. She never liked seeing me sad, and I thought I could take advantage of that. We were fighting over moving. I didn't wanna since, I still had so much going on here.

I grew up here, but we have to move. I live in New Jersey, but my mom's job got transferred to the other side of new Jersey.

From there, I'm going to a new school called Passaic Valley High School. I did some research about it, and from what I saw it doesn't seem so bad, but still I love it here and can't just leave.

"SWEETY HURRY UP! THE MOVING TRUCK IS LEAVING SOON!"

"OK MOM!"

I finish packing the rest of my clothes from my closet, and check around the house for anymore furniture, or small items that belonged to us. I walked downstairs with the box, after searching around the house.

"Mom before we go, can we please say goodbye to dad before we leave."

"Of course."

My mom and dad were divorced for about 5 years now. She caught him cheating, and I honestly didn't approve of that, but he's still my dad. I don't really like him since he's always so drunk. My mom doesn't like it when I go to visit.

He isn't very stable, so he can't really drive to come see us. He's been depressed, and has been doing a lot of dumb shit, but that doesn't really matter.

I dropped the last box into the truck, and got into my mom's car. She drove down to my dad's house, which wasn't very far, and gave me some time to talk to him.

I was kinda scared of the way he would react, though I know he would never hurt me. Even though he's always drunk, he's not stupid enough to hurt his own daughter.

I knocked on the door a couple times, waiting for a response.

The door soon opened revealing my dad's girlfriend.....

"Oh hey, what are you doing here?"she smiled.

"Hey Karina, just wanted to say goodbye to my dad, before I move."

"Ah ok, he's in his room."

"Thanks."

I've always liked Karina. She may have the bitchy rest face, but she's actually really nice. When my mom couldn't take care of me because if work, my mom would drop me off here, and Karina would take care of me.

I guess I could call her my second mom.

My mom really likes Karina too. They're like sisters. But enough of that.

I walk down the small, skinny hall and into my dad's room.

"Hey dad..."

"Oh hey kiddo"he begins, "what're you doing here?'

"Well mom and I are moving, and I wanted to say bye before I go..."I say playing with my fingers.

"Awww don't worry, I'll try and visit you."

"But you're not stable!"

"I have Karina and your brother."he laughed.

"I forgot about him, I never hear from JJ anymore."

"Well I'll try to pry him out of his room."he chuckled.

"Thanks dad, say goodbye for me!"

"Ok bye, I love you so much. Good luck out there."he yelled.

I smiled and said goodbye to Karina, then walked out the door. I got inside the car, still feeling a little down.

"Y/n what's wrong?"

"Nothing, let's just get to the house."

My mom drove off, meeting the guys at the house. The drive was awfully quiet, and it seemed to bother me. I usually like silence, but today it wasn't doing me.

5:56 pm:

We have finally arrived, after that dreadful drive. It was a very long drive, and now I can finally see what this house is like.

I got out of my car, and looked up at the tall home. It was quite big, for only two people, but it seemed perfect. I walked towards the moving truck, helping them move some packages in.

Well, technically I only helped them move my stuff, since I do have some personal things, that you don't know they could steal.

After taking out all my stuff, I helped them with a couple more items. I was finally done, and went into the house.

(Since this is your imagine, I'm gonna let you imagine how you want your house to look like, same goes for clothes.)

There was a large kitchen, and living room. There were two bathrooms downstairs, and each room upstairs had it's own bathroom.

There was two guest bedrooms, one upstairs and one downstairs. This house was huge, but it would take some time getting used to.

I walked up into my room, and it was really pretty. I had a window seat, and now all I had to do was put all my furniture and clothes inside.

I brought the boxes up and began unpacking, putting everything where I wanted it to be. After finishing, i was quite proud of it.

I had some help from the my mom, and some of the workers when it came to my bed. Otherwise, everything else I could handle.

I jumped on my bed, and closed my eyes. I wasn't really looking forward to tomorrow. I don't really like school, but if it helps me be successful, then I guess I can handle it...