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Then, I lurched to a stop.
My dresser was gone.
My desk was gone.
My computer, my printer, all the clothes on the floor, my basket full of makeup, my books, my bed…
My whole life was just…gone.
I ran to the closet and threw open the door.
Empty.
I ran across the hall to my bathroom and pulled open the drawers.
Empty. Empty. Empty.
“Mom!”
I could hear her giggling downstairs, but she didn’t reply.
“Mom! Where the fuck is my stuff? What did you do?”
“I didn’t do anything!” she yelled in a guilty singsong tone.
Sprinting down the stairs, I slid into the kitchen, fuming. “Are you gonna tell me what the fuck is going on?”
My mom’s fists were pulled up to her mouth, and her usually tired green eyes sparkled like emeralds. “It’s just so romantic,” she whispered, bouncing on her toes.
“What is, goddamn it?”
“Ken came and got your stuff this morning.”
I spun on one heel to find my dad standing in the doorway between the kitchen and the living room. His expression wasn’t nearly as excited as my mother’s.
“He what?” I spat.
“He came by with a truck while you were at school. Said he’d borrowed it from his pop. We had a nice, long chat. Can’t believe that boy moved your whole dresser by himself. That thing’s solid cherry.”
He said he was helping someone move today!
“Oh my God!” I swung my head from my dad to my mom and back again. “He just…he just took all my stuff without asking me? Who does that? Why would you let him do that?”
My mom bit her lip and grinned. My dad lifted one shoulder in a sad, resigned shrug.
“Go on.” My mom shooed me with her hands toward the front door. “Get outta my house. You gotta call first if you want to come over now.”
“This is bullshit!” I cried, slinging my backpack and purse over one shoulder. “You guys are all crazy!”
My parents sandwiched me in a hug before releasing me to my fate.
“I love you, baby!” my mom called out as I opened the front door.
“Love you, Scooter,” my dad grumbled.
I huffed and glanced back at them from the doorway. My parents stood in the foyer, arm in arm, waving at me with glistening eyes. I didn’t understand why they were so emotional when I was the one being kicked out.
“Love you, too,” I sighed. Then, I slammed the door behind me like the pouty little brat that I was.
