He's...my....dad?, chapter 1
So I sat in my room, or what used to be my room.
"Candi, c'mon we're leaving, make sure you haven't left anything behind." My mom shouted up the stairs.
"Okay mom, I'll be down in a minute."
"Good bye room, good bye house." I said and walked downstairs and out to the car. We drove away from the house and I just stared out the window at what I was leaving behind.
"Candi, you okay?" Mom asked.
"Yeah."
"Listen I know you'll miss everyone here but we are moving to Oakland, California. There's loads of new opportunities there and I'm sure you'll meet new friends."
"Okay mom, whatever."
"C'mon cheer up."
I just brushed off her comment and carried on staring out the window.
It took us about five hours, to get to the new house. Okay maybe this will be ok, this house is massive, I ran inside and claimed the biggest bedroom, as it was just me and mom she didn't mind.
Three minutes later, mom came in with, one of my boxes and dumped it on the floor.
"C'mon the removal van is here, come help me get our boxes out, so they can bring in the furniture."
"Okay then." So we went and got all the boxes out and the removal men brought in, our furniture and place it in the right rooms.
As we had already painted the walls a day ago, I started to put up my posters, mostly of bands like Green Day, The Ramones, The Clash, The Sex Pistols, The Misfits, Aiden, ect. I unpacked my hi-fi system and put on The Clash's. I Fought The Law. My mom came in,
"Ain't you a bit young to be listening to this type of music?"
"Um mom I'm 16, I can live on my own, I'm sure I can listen to The Sex pistols."
"I'm sorry Hunny, it's just you've grown up so quickly, I forget how old you actually are."
"It's okay mom, just don't be shocked when I start bringing guys home."
When I said this moms face dropped and she didn't really know what to say.
"Mom I'm kidding," I joked. At this she smiled and walked out the room.
Once I finished unpacking, I went downstairs to see what there was to eat. Mom was just sat at the kitchen table, staring at me.
"Candi..." she whispered.
"Um yeah?"
"Theres something I have to tell you."
"Um okay then."
"Well you no you're dad."
"Well um actually no, but carry on."
"See.. Thing is... See your dad he um... Well.. Um.. He's.."
"C'mon mom spit it out." I said getting agitated.
" Well... He's TRE COOL!"
"WHAT? You mean my idol Tre Cool?"
"Yeah, listen I'm sorry I should've told you sooner!"
"But EWWWWWWW that means I fancy my dad, err mum thats gross, thats seriously fucked up!"
" Shh, Candi, I haven't finished yet."
"Ohh sorry."
"Well you might have to go live with him for a while."
" What? Why?"...
"Candi, c'mon we're leaving, make sure you haven't left anything behind." My mom shouted up the stairs.
"Okay mom, I'll be down in a minute."
"Good bye room, good bye house." I said and walked downstairs and out to the car. We drove away from the house and I just stared out the window at what I was leaving behind.
"Candi, you okay?" Mom asked.
"Yeah."
"Listen I know you'll miss everyone here but we are moving to Oakland, California. There's loads of new opportunities there and I'm sure you'll meet new friends."
"Okay mom, whatever."
"C'mon cheer up."
I just brushed off her comment and carried on staring out the window.
It took us about five hours, to get to the new house. Okay maybe this will be ok, this house is massive, I ran inside and claimed the biggest bedroom, as it was just me and mom she didn't mind.
Three minutes later, mom came in with, one of my boxes and dumped it on the floor.
"C'mon the removal van is here, come help me get our boxes out, so they can bring in the furniture."
"Okay then." So we went and got all the boxes out and the removal men brought in, our furniture and place it in the right rooms.
As we had already painted the walls a day ago, I started to put up my posters, mostly of bands like Green Day, The Ramones, The Clash, The Sex Pistols, The Misfits, Aiden, ect. I unpacked my hi-fi system and put on The Clash's. I Fought The Law. My mom came in,
"Ain't you a bit young to be listening to this type of music?"
"Um mom I'm 16, I can live on my own, I'm sure I can listen to The Sex pistols."
"I'm sorry Hunny, it's just you've grown up so quickly, I forget how old you actually are."
"It's okay mom, just don't be shocked when I start bringing guys home."
When I said this moms face dropped and she didn't really know what to say.
"Mom I'm kidding," I joked. At this she smiled and walked out the room.
Once I finished unpacking, I went downstairs to see what there was to eat. Mom was just sat at the kitchen table, staring at me.
"Candi..." she whispered.
"Um yeah?"
"Theres something I have to tell you."
"Um okay then."
"Well you no you're dad."
"Well um actually no, but carry on."
"See.. Thing is... See your dad he um... Well.. Um.. He's.."
"C'mon mom spit it out." I said getting agitated.
" Well... He's TRE COOL!"
"WHAT? You mean my idol Tre Cool?"
"Yeah, listen I'm sorry I should've told you sooner!"
"But EWWWWWWW that means I fancy my dad, err mum thats gross, thats seriously fucked up!"
" Shh, Candi, I haven't finished yet."
"Ohh sorry."
"Well you might have to go live with him for a while."
" What? Why?"...
Page 1/5 | Next
