Ethan Eastwood was a sixteen year old who lived with his widowed father. Four months ago his mother died of cancer and three months later his twin brother died in a car accident while he walked away from it with only scars. Ever since the accident happened he blamed himself because he was the one behind the wheel. Now his life is complete shit and all he wants is for all his pain and guilt to go away. It was Saturday morning and Ethan spent his day just like he always does. Sitting alone in his bedroom that was plastered with posters of metal bands and wearing headphones blaring rock music into his ears. His muddy boots leaving dirt all over the foot of his bed. His relationship with his father had changed too. Ever since their mom died the three of them were inseparable together but that all changed the night that Aidan died.
When Chris Eastwood got home he could hear the heavy metal music coming from his sons room. As he made his way to the front foot he noticed that there were moving vans in front of the house next to his. Instead of going inside he crossed the yard and went over to one of the trucks. "Excuse me, are you moving in or are you one of the helpers?"
"Moving in." He said turning to face him. "My name is Frank Mahealani and I'm here with my son and wife."
"Oh well I'm Chris Eastwood and I live next door." He said. "I have a son too, he's sixteen."
"Really?" Frank says. "Mine is too, so how's the school here?"
"It's good." Chris says. "The neighborhood is good here too so you don't have to worry about that."
Frank nodded. "Well I better finish unpacking before it starts raining, it was nice too meet you. Maybe next time I get to meet your son."
"Same here." Frank says before heading back to his place. When he got inside he went right to his sons room where the music was still blaring. He opened the door and found him lying on his bed and wearing headphones. He walked over to the radio and turned it off. Then he walked over to the bed and pulled the headphones out of Ethan's phone.
Ethan opened his eyes and saw his father. "What the hell!"
"We need to talk." Chris says. "We haven't really talk since-"
"I don't want to talk about it." Ethan says reaching for his phone but his dad reached down and took it from him. "Give it back!"
"No!" Chris yelled. "I said that we need to talk."
"I don't want to talk!" He got up, grabbed the keys to his bike and left the room. He ignored his father who called for him to stop and left the house. Starting his bike he started to pull out but stopped. Hearing the commotion coming from next door he looked across the yard and saw that someone was moving in next door. Someone getting out of the truck then caught his eye. He looked around his age and only wore a tank top.
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Danny sat the box on the ground and then felt eyes on him. Looking around he saw a kid about his age on a motorcycle next door staring at him. A few seconds passed before he finally pulled off, Danny watched him go.
"Hey?" Frank says walking over to him. "Are you okay?"
Danny nodded. "Yeah I'm alright." He picked up the box and headed inside. Walking up the stairs he went to the room in the back and looked around. Setting the box down he walked to the window and looked out. There was a window across from his own and he saw a man sitting on a bed.
"Hey, found your room?" Frank asked coming leaning against the door frame.
Danny nodded. "Do you know anything about the people who live next door?"
"His name is Chris Eastwood and he has a son your age." Frank says. "It's just the two of him." He watched Danny for a minute before continuing. "This is going to be a new start for all of us Danny. I know you been though a lot the past few months but we're here for you, you're not alone."
"I know dad." Danny says looking back at him. "I don't want to relive any that happened but if I need to talk I know where to find you."
Frank nodded. "Okay well let's finish unpacking before it starts raining."
"I'm coming." Danny looked back out the window and found the man no longer in the room so he headed back outside.
Later that night
Danny was unpacking the boxes in his room while listening to the rain as it poured outside his window. Hearing a knock on the door he turned and found his mother standing there with a box of pizza. "Thank god, I'm so hungry." He says walking over to her but she moved the box away from him. "What?"
"It's our first night here and were going to sit at the table and eat as a family." Carol says heading back to the kitchen. "Wash up!"
After washing up he headed to the kitchen where his mother was. "Hey did you hear anything about the school here?"
"Your dad said that it was okay." Carol says. "We're going to go Monday and get you situated."
Danny took out a slice of pizza and sat back. "Where's dad?"
"Out picking up some more things for the house." Carol says sitting across from him. "So what do we think so far?"
Danny shrugged. "It seems okay but I won't know for sure until my first day in school."
Carol smiled. "Are you nervous?"
"A little." Danny admitted. "Hopefully my experience in this school won't be as traumatic as the last one."
"Danny-" Carol starts.
"Sorry." Danny says looking over at her. "Leave the past in the past and look to the present."
By the time Ethan got home that night he was soaking wet. He ignored his father who was asleep on the couch and went up to his room. As he was undressing he spotted the same guy he saw earlier in the bedroom of the other house. He watched him for a few seconds before grabbing a pair if sweats and T-shirt. After putting them on he moved his bed closer to his stereo, plugged in his headphones, turned it up to maximum and laid down on his bed. Covering his ears with the headphones he tried to drown out everything else around him.
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