For Your Innocence

Chapter: 1

It’s too fucking cold here!

I’ve always heard that moving was an enlightening time, a way to find a new (–ish) life, it’s just me and my bro right now. Even though he’s pretty much an adult now he’s still going to school, he says that these days’ people can get their degrees online, I’m still not sure what the hell a degree is but I guess it’s pretty important if he really needs it…

We came up here to Colorado from south Texas, and let me tell you right now, it’s freezing up here, even the heater in this damn car is useless. A few miles back I had to curl up in my brothers’ lap for warmth, hopefully we’ll be able to get some warm coats when we get to our new town. I know it’s not that cold to him, but then again I’ve never been used to the winters.

“You okay there kid?”

“Yea, just a little tired,” I yawn and lean against his chest, all we’ve been seeing for a while were pine trees and snow,

”are we there yet bro?”

“Almost, you can see the sign up ahead” he smiles down at me before letting me up to see over the steering wheel

“South Park? Is it like our old town?”

“Kind of, I’m sure people here are at least nicer than the ones back at home,”

“Okay, I guess…“

Sitting back down on his lap I start to think back to our home town…

Oh what the hell am I talking about? My classmates were assholes!

…

After about an hour (of searching for our new house) bro parks the small loaner in the driveway, during our drive I asked him why we were driving a loaner when we had already bought the house, he just said that it was better if we didn't have a car in such a small town and that a friend of his was going to pick it up soon...

…I guess that’s a good reason why…

Opening the car door and jumping off his lap, I start to take down some of the things we were able to take with us. Bro walks to the door of the house and opens it before helping with our belongings,

“Remember not to carry too much okay? You're still recovering from that fall” he says low enough for me to hear.

“Yea, okay” I smile up at him, carrying some of the light baggage

It’s kind of a long story but back home I had a really bad fall from the roof of my old school, which involved a few of my bones to break, thankfully I was able to recover after some time but since then I've been having trouble trusting other kids, you can probably guess why.

After placing the light bags in our rooms, I walk outside to find my bro talking with a woman from the neighborhood, “hey Ramona come on out here, this is Mrs. Marsh from across the street”

“o-oh um h-hello” from the doorway I wave to the brunette woman shyly avoiding eye contact,

”well isn't she the sweetest little girl~ you should meet my kids, they should be getting out of school soon enough”

“K-kids?” I shudder at the thought of other beings my age around this town

“It’s alright Ramona, Mrs. Marsh invited us over for dinner so you can meet up with them,” he says with a reassuring smile

“o-oh thank you Mrs. Marsh”

“It’s no problem, I hope you kids will be great friends”