Lonely Stoner

 Chapter 1 Aiden POV The car drove smoothly along the crooked road as I passed houses on houses that I was overly familiar with. Memories past in my head, traces of nostalgia and resentment as the man said to be my father drove us away from the tattered streets of Fenric Road. As far as I can remember I always lived here, just me and my intoxicated mum in a run-down house on the corner. My mum and I weren't close, the only times I saw her she was either high or drunk as she would either drug herself or be upstairs pleasuring a new costumer since well, shes a prostitute. Can't say I'm any better cause I love to have a smoke with my mates, get high, drunk. I had a gang and I was their leader, keyword there is was since someone called child services on my mum. They say it was a worried neighbour but I know that's bullshit, no one in this neighbourhood gives a damn about an abusive parent, hell, half of them probably were abusive parents.  I know who it was who called child services, someone close to me, I thought Callum was my friend, him and Trevor were the only ones I was really close with. I can't believe I trusted that sly t**t when all along he was just after my gang. Luckily I already passed the gang on to Trevor, he's 20 so probably knows how to run it better and we've been mates for longer. Honestly, he might run it better than me whos only 18 and I'm glad I passed it to him cause there's no way I'd let the guy who ratted my mum out and got me taken away from here. Bloody lying Prick.  So back to reality, I'm currently sitting here in this surprisingly nice car with an awkward air between me and this guy whos meant to be my father. Kurt Davis. "So..... Addie! How-" "It's Aiden." I said sternly, don't want him getting the idea that he can show up after all these years, act like he gives a s**t and everything will be fine. I don't have a good view of him since he left mum after only 2 months after she had me, it's no wonder I turned out a bit messed up considering Vivian(mum's name) forgot I existed half the time. Literally everything went t**s up after he left even though I can't remember anything from back then, was probably dropped on my head a few times.  But yeah, not a good impression of him, he only came cause child services called, he'll probably leave me on the streets once he realizes he doesn't want my moody ass to live with him. We've been driving for a while now, don't know how long, but all  I can see are long motorway roads going for miles. Where the f**k are we going?  After what felt like hours, we finally turned down a posh looking road, like something out of California, onto a street with a big sign reading 'Bellhurst'. I can definitely say I've never been down a road like this, everything looks massive, is this a street especially for mansions? No wonder this guy left mum if it meant living here.  Eventually, we smoothly drove onto a long drive leading up to a nice big house, guess this means I get my own room. God, it looks like something out of a  movie, a movie with a big budget. Bloody hell this place is breathtaking.  Am I gonna live here? This isn't a joke right because this is unbelievable, I must be dreaming or something.  "Home Sweet Home" Kurt said with a warm smile that felt so inviting yet I still can't forgive him, he may be here now but he wasn't there when I needed him. If this happened when I was 13 when I was on my last straw, I probably would've welcomed this with open arms but I've learned since then, I'm not as naive as I was back then and I'm glad for that. He stepped out the car and I followed hesitantly as I swung my tattered rucksack over my arm. I feel so out of place here, what do I do, what do I say? I feel like I'm being so disrespectful and I haven't done anything. So this is what it looks like to be rich. We make our way into the lobby and are greeted by a hug. A woman with long red locks and bright blue eyes embraces my dad, I mean Kurt. She then looks over to me with curious eyes and a comforting smile. "Is this him? Oh, he's so cute! He has your eyes" She said softly Wait a minute, cute? I know what I look like and I'm anything but cute, I'm hot not gonna lie but I'm not cute. "Yes, River meet my son, Aiden" He just called me son. "Hi there Aiden, I'm River, Kurt's wife" Wife? "Hold on, I'll go get Willow. She's our daughter and I think you'll get along well" Wait, he had a daughter with her? River scurries off to what I presume was the living room though there's probably more than one in this place. I look over to Kurt in confusion, still thinking about the whole he had another child thing. She comes back arm in arm with a girl, doesn't look much younger than me. She has the same red hair, slightly lighter but cut short to look like a pixie with green wide eyes. She almost skips over.  "Hi there! I'm Willow, you must be Aiden. I'm 17 so we're only a year apart. I look forward to getting to know you!" She beams. Wait, 17? Wow, guess he didn't wait long. But I have to say River does seem like a super upgrade compared to Vivian. She seems so sweet and kind, major mumma bear vibes here.  I ignored her and grunted, I'm so sick of this already. She kept pestering me over and over, wow shes resistant. She keeps overlooking how much I don't care, I thought I was being obvious with this annoyance.  "I'll show you to your room so you can unpack" I nodded. Kurt then intersected, "Wait, don't forget we need to go out to get your uniform fitted, some books and possibly some new clothes or decorations for your room." Jessuuus, this school I'm gonna go to has a uniform? What kinda bullshit is this. "Okay," I said blankly and followed Willow up the staircase. She showed me to my room and wow this is probably bigger than the whole upstairs of my old house, am I living the dream right now or what. The room I entered seemed like a painting. A huge bed in the middle with black quilting and a black a grey colour scheme throughout the room. With a desk, some chairs by the window and a tv on the wall. It looked amazing and I couldn't believe this is my room now. Willow left me to unpack which allowed me to take out my stash to put in my dresser. I hid it within a Narnia book. I used to love the idea of Narnia as a child, the idea of a childish escape but as I got older I turned to other things for an escape. And to hide my stash from mainly my mother I carved a compartment into this book.  I finished unpacking quickly since there wasn't much to unpack anyway and headed back down.  We headed out to the shops, obviously rich and clean and branded. They fitted me and it was very awkward since I've never done this before and then onto the actual clothes shops where Willow picked out a lot of clothes for me. We finished up quicker than I thought and I'm exhausted. We went back, had some 5 star home dinner that filled me up. Just before bed, Willow showed me to the gym and art studio as well as the kitchen and pool. I gotta say though, she was growing on me. I'm still reluctant about this whole thing since everything's happening so fast with moving here all of a sudden but it's growing on me. I wasn't gonna admit that I was starting to like her but for some strange reason, I felt that she knew I was getting more comfortable.  And with that, I went to bed and fell asleep after a quick smoke as I had no energy left to stay awake as I drifted off to a very uncommonly peaceful sleep.