Save me bxb

Moving away

Y'all I'm putting this here and I hope you read It because it's kinda important to me . Basically I feel like the first three or four chapters are kinda garbage , I'm not the proudest of them . If you read on they get more interesting, longer , and better sculpted . I hope they don't come across awkward and uneducated. I hope you enjoy.

(Christian P.O.V )

Taking one last final look at her grave I stepped away."Come one let's go your Aunt is expecting you ." I sighed and walked back to the limo."Ok let's go then ,no time to waste when being shipped away to a family member I have never met before."I replied bitterly .

I spared a glance at my father as I stepped into the limo. He didn't even care after mom died,it was like our entire lives stopped.Father buried himself in work while I was left to my own devices.I didn't even care anymore about what happened to me.I could die for all I care ,the sun would still come up in the morning , time would move on nothing would stop for the death of me.

Today was her death day . We came every year to visit her . Well not dad only me . He couldn't bare he seeing her grave site I guess .

I knew what was going to happen to me , I was going to be stuck with my aunt until she got tired of me and shipped me back .

Part of me didn't want to go , for fear of angering people . But part of me did , the chance of freedom sounded nice . Everyone here just seemed to hurt me , more and more each time they came .

I spared a glance at my father . He was on his phone texting some people , I didn't know who . He never texted me . We never talked for that matter . I mostly stayed in my room all day . It was nice and safe in there .

I got a mini fridge put in there so I really didn't have to leave it . My father said I was a freak and shouldn't even want to leave my room . I suppose he was right .

I sighed and leaned against the window, watching the hills as they seemed endless.Until we pulled up into town driving all the way to the airport."Alright son I hope your crappy attitude is fixed when you come back"my father said in an assertive tone "ok ." I replied somberly .

"Whatever get out and get going before you miss your plane , those tickets are f*cking expensive."he grumbled not wanting to deal with me any longer than he'd have to.I got out ,grabbed my bags, and hopped on a plane. California couldn't be so different from New York right ?I hope so Aunt Geraldine is three years younger than dad. She was the youngest girl in the family and dad was the oldest, being 40.

That made Geraldine 37 and their younger brother 35.We never bothered with moms family. After she died we lost touch with them.According to Father they blamed us for her death, but you never truly knew when Father was lying or not.I finally decided to stop worrying and pass the time by napping.

I hated being alone like this . Typically I don't ever leave the house , I tend to be a homebody. If I ever need anything done someone is there to do it for me. But now I'm all alone on the plane , I wanted to go home and crawl into my hole.

My hole was safe , my hole was comforting . My room was the only sense of control I had in my life . My deepest darkest secrets lie in there . I sat there nervously waiting for the plane to take off .

Maybe there will be something I like in California ? Probably not . It was the sunshine state , with beaches and some country life . Gross.

I liked New York . Snowy and wet nobody ever wanted to leave their houses . The somber weather usually was a representation of my mood . Until it got sunny . Then my blinds stayed constantly closed .

I can't wait to get home.

Sooooooo what do y'all think of my first chapter ,I know it's short but it's more of an intro in Christians life. It'll speed up in the next chapter..