Chapter Two

I took out all the possible boxes and suitcases from the trunk, leaving them at the entrance of the house. I gazed a bit shyly inside as if it weren't mine. A woman suddenly appeared and greeted my parents. I assumed she was the landlady. She came in and addressed me.

-Come on, look at her. Now is your home! Come on, your room is upstairs on the left. Don't be embarrassed. -I didn't even answer him. I didn't like people who spoke to you with such confidence without knowing you at all. It was the first time she had seen her. She was dressed in a suit and her hair was tied up tightly. She really did look like a house seller. I assumed that that joy that she gave off was what had made my mother decide to buy this house.

I walked up the stairs slowly. They creaked a little as she stepped on. The house was very large, filled with natural wooden beams. It smelled closed, as if no one had lived there in a long time. I walked down the long corridor until I reached the room. I opened the door and entered carefully. It was quite large, dark, to my liking. There was a large double bed in front of the window, which was covered in purple curtains. In front of the bed was a large trunk. To the right was a small somewhat old desk and to the left a large closet. I opened it carefully and some dust fell on me. I settled down a bit by sitting on the bed and getting used to the surroundings. I certainly liked that room.

-Like? -My mother was watching me from the door. I got up quickly.

-Not bad, as soon as I put my things I think it will be much better.

-I knew you were going to like it. Do you see how it's not all that bad?

-Mom, you took me out of my house. Everything is bad.

-Don't be so negative. Look at the room you have. You have always wanted something like that.

-Maybe when I see it decorated I like it more.

-Well, we'll have to clean up first, Lu. She, "she said, laughing." The house is full of dust, you have to unload what's left, organize the dining room, the kitchen ...

-Well, but that ... you can do it, right? -I interrupted her.- Come on, I want to know the place, take a walk ... Please ...

My mother was trying to fix things with me and for that reason she allowed me to get away from some things. I used it for my own benefit.

-It's okay. She "she sighed." We will do it between dad and me ... You can go but don't be late. She, "she said firmly.

-Thanks Mom. -I said smiling.- Now I hate you a little less. -I joked.

I went downstairs and started looking around the house. The kitchen was very modern and spacious; the dining room was full of antique furniture but it was nice and cozy. The rest of the house more of the same. All full of brown furniture and large rooms. Behind the stairs I saw a door. It was the basement. I opened the door but everything was very dark. I tried to flip the switch but it didn't work so I went down carefully but there was nothing, it was just an empty basement full of dust. I got back upstairs and went for a walk around the area. An older woman approached me as soon as I left.

-Hello good afternoon. She-she she said to me approaching.- I'm your neighbor. It is an honor to have new people in the neighborhood! -I smiled forcibly. She hated that situation.

-Ah hello. -I scratched my head uncomfortably.

-I had thought of bringing you a detail but ... You are still settling in, right?

-Yes, yes ... We are working on it.

-Ah. Well ... so what are you doing here? Shouldn't you help your parents?

-Excuse me? -I answered seriously.

-Oh ... Nothing, nothing ...- she laughed nervously.- I didn't say anything. Bye!

We already started on the wrong foot. Besides having to live in an old house she had to put up with an old edge. What I was missing.

Near the house I found a small wall where I could sit and smoke a few cigarettes. Yes, he smoked. My parents knew it but they couldn't stand me doing it at home so I had to smoke outside. He was always looking for a cozy place where he could do it. I started thinking about all these changes. I didn't feel like integrating myself in this city but I had no other choice. My life from before was already behind me and I had no interest in trying to make things different. I was going to keep going alone, ignoring people. I was not interested in having a relationship with anyone.

I finished my cigarette and went home. It was beginning to cool. When I arrived my parents were still in and out, packing boxes at the house.

-How was the ride, honey? -My mother asked me.

-Well, nothing to write home about. This neighborhood is very boring. There are practically no stores. I have also met the neighbor. Very cute. -I said sarcastically.

-Come on, don't be like that. Surely it is a love of person.

-Yes, yes ... Sure ... It looked all right.

-You always so open to meeting new people. My father murmured.

-I'm not as loose as you, dad.

-Do you want to quit now?

-Well, stop meddling in my affairs.

-You could use a little socializing.

-Mom, can you ask your precious husband to stop trying to treat me like I was one of his patients? Thanks.

-Now it is OK. We have come to this house to leave everything behind, Luna. Don't be the problem now.

-How? Now am I the problem?

-If you don't stop treating your father like that, yes, you are. We are trying to fix things.

-Perhaps you have arranged it between yourselves but I don't have to forgive that my father was so miserable.

-Luna, please…- Mom sighed.

I went up to my room and saw that the boxes were in the middle. I got angry and kicked several times. I was sick of this whole situation. I couldn't bear my father being like this. He had been cheating on us with a girl for several months and my mother was able to forgive him. Was that love? I started putting out all my music records. They were my most precious asset. I adored them. Then I put all my clothes away and made my bed.

I put my record player on and played Bring Me The Horizon's Sleepwalking. I closed my eyes and fell fast asleep.