Savior

“I don’t give a crap.” My dad told me. “Okay, that’s fine.” I hung up the phone, turning back to the guys. “He doesn’t care.” I informed them. We all jumped on onto the city bus, taking ten minutes to get the the base of the street. It took about another five to get to the house, it being at the top. For the first time in three months, I used the front door.
“I’m here!” I called out. The voices from within the house ceased. I didn’t bother taking off my shoes, and instead just waltzed into the kitchen, finding my dad, his wife, youngest son, and some family friends. Their names were Paris and Hal, and they has their one and a half year old Christian Cole with them. I called him mini CC.

“Hey guys, this is Andy, Ashley, CC, Jake, Jinxx, and Jacob. We’re getting my shit and leaving.” I lead the boys too my room, fishing out an old duffel bag. I shoved clothes, toiletries, and cables into it, then I found a backpack that I rarely ever used, shoving in my endless supplies of books (ones I have already read countless of times), and random stuff from my walls I found worthy or sentimental enough to take with me. Besides, I wasn’t really wanted to keep any of this old life, but posters were necessary in mine.

One duffel bag, two backpacks, and my Studio Ghibli bag later, I had gathered everything I had wanted to take with me. I dropped the backpack I was carrying in the foyer, leaving my friends to the kitchen. “Fwen!” My baby brother Oskar, only of the age of two, reached out to me. I smiled. My dad’s wife, Paris, handed me my sibling. She was sweet, the only person in the family was needing to get away from was my dad- Richard, also known as Rick or Dick. Either one works well, even though I much prefer Dick.
“You goin’ somewhere?” He asked me, looking up too me with big, innocent eyes. “Yes baby, I’m leaving, but don’t forget that I love you, okay? Take care little Oskar.” I pecked above each eye, then once on his forehead like I always did. I handed him back too his mother, poor girl. I hugged her, then Paris, Hal, and mini CC. I came to my old man. “I don’t know about you. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love you. Even though I hate to admit it. Bye Richard. I don’t know when we’ll see eachother again.” I pecked Oskar and Paris on the cheek one more time before turning to leave.
“Wait,” Richard handed me a hundred bucks, an apologetic smile on his face. I didn’t blame him. “Bye.” I left the room.

The only way he knew how to show love, was through money. I guess money does buys happiness after all.

Notes

A longerish chapter, but i've been watching more youtube videos than copying the story onto my comp. so sorry about that. Plus i'm moving, we just need to sell our house first. (so if you know anyone looking for a house in southern Oregon, please look in the talent area!) well, that was probably more ino than i should be putting out, but oh fucking well. i want to move.
so yeah, luv, luv, comment, vote

~Andy'sLittleSister

ps. HAPPY 4/20 GUYS!!!! if you need me, i'll be getting high on my roof with my ex drug dealer Jacob... <3