Chapter 1
"Welcome to keldstone" I read out has we passed the big sigh bored, "great even the name sounds annoying".I muttered.
"Don't complain Carson, I think we'll be really happy here" my mom tried with a smile.
I sigh looking back out the window, as we passed the many tall trees and thick bush."can't wait" I rolled my eyes, sending a quick text to my boyfriend telling him I miss him already.
I don't know how we're going to deal with this long distance relationship thing but I just hope it works, Eric is the only guy I've ever cared about and I sure as hell don't want to lose him.
Apparently keldstone is my father home town, him and my mother fell in love here got married and had me but they moved to Arizona when I was still a baby so I don't really have any memories here.
My dad died a year and six months ago, it was really hard to cope but then I met Eric he was there for me through it all, I wish I could go back to Arizona and be with him again.
But for some fucked up reason we're moving back to keldstone, why? I have no idea I wasn't listening when my mom was explaining I just spaced out when she mentioned we're leaving Arizona.
I stared at my phone anxiously waiting for a reply, soon enough Eric replied with;
Eric; I miss you too babe, this long distance thing isn't gonna be easy.
I replied him with
Me: I know, .
I sighed looking back out the window, I could feel mom eyes on me but she didn't say anything and continue driving, and for a start I saw the beautiful houses has we continue driving I guess I was too much in my head to notice them has we continue moving, damn I wasn't expecting this I thought the place would be very...not good to stay or something, but although it's beauty I still want to go back and be with my friends and boyfriend.
After what felt like hours, we finally came to a stop at a big and beautiful house although it looks old but it was still nice.
"Welcome home son" mom smiled.
"My home is in Arizona"
"Don't start, and help me get this stuff out the car, I need to call Kelvin he's supposed to be here by now with the remaining of our things" she complained, getting out of the car.
My mother, Cheryl is a beautiful woman, she has blonde hair that reaches her shoulder, green eyes just like mine, she is a bit tall, you could mistake her for a model, I'm pretty sure most of my friends back in Arizona has a crush on her.
I got out of the car and help her take the bags out. "I told you we should've just left together, you know how Kelvin is with short cuts, let's just hope he's alive or his van didn't break down." I said.
"Good thing I didn't give me the keys" mom said.
The interior was modern and sleek, with clean lines and minimal decor. The living room was spacious, with a large window that let in plenty of natural light and offered a stunning view of the surrounding landscape.
"How is it so clean I thought no one has leaved here for years?" I questioned mom. Who was looking around she went over to the picture that adored the wall with a warm simle, i don't think she heard me.
"You're here" some woman walkee out of where I think is the kitchen starling both mom and I.
"Brenda?" mom question has she rushed to hug the lady "it's been so long, what are you doing here"
"Well when you informed me you guys where coming I couldn't help it so I cleaned the house to welcome you, sorry if I'm_"
"Oh no no no, this is your home too, that's why James and I both gave you a key"
"It's been so long" the woman Brenda gaze trun to me "and is this Carson?" She asked and Mom smiled with a nod. "You've grown so much last time I saw you you were a little baby, now you're even taller than me"
"Carson this is your aunt Brenda the one I told you about, she was really good friends with your father and I"
"Oh the woman you thought dad was cheating on you with," I said "hi nice to meet you"
Mom glared at me and Brenda brust out laughing "I can see your mother told you about that huh?" She smiled "you're 18 now right?"
"Not yet ma'am, I still got two months before then"
"Oh don't call me that, call me Brenda, or aunt Brenda which ever you like" she said then turn to mom "he's almost of age I suppose his train_*
"Carson go upstairs to your room and get your things settled in" she said interrupting Brenda.
"Which one is my_"
"Just go upstairs, pick any room apart from the one at the end that one's mine" mom instructed but her tune was different. But I didn't feel like arguing so I just obyed.
Upstairs, the bedrooms were similarly modern and comfortable, with plush carpets, large windows, and ample closet space. My room was a cozy retreat, with a comfortable bed, a desk perfect for studying, and a window seat with a stunning view. But I still hate it here
