Just Say Yes


2. Saying Goodbye/Hello

I go get in my car and drive to the mall. When I get there, I see Anna. I get out of my car and run over to her. She hugs me and I cry. "Hey no more crying for right now. Let's go shopping for a while and pretend like none of this ever happened. Like old times?" she asks. "Like old times." I reply. 

We shop for a while, talk and occasionaly laugh. But I can tell that this day would have been a whole of a lot better if I wasn't moving. We go sit down for lunch at a cafe.

"Anna, thank you so much for always being there for me. You have seen me at my best and my worst and you still didn't give up on me. I really appreciate you and everything you do. You are an amazing friend," I say crying. "Sam, you are the strongest person I know. Thank you so much for being there for me during all the hard time. I couldn't ask for a better person to share all of my best memories with." she says. 

We both sit there, tears streaming down our faces. Eventually I have to go. I stand up and give her a hug. "You have to call me every day and give me updates on everything." I say. "I'll call you twice a day! And text you! Oh and don't go replacing me just yet!" she laughs. "I couldn't ever replace you Anna don't worry.

I get in my car and wave at her. I cry the entire way home. Why is my mom doing this? I thought she would tell me everything. We were always so honest with each other. I told her everything from, boyfriend drama, to times me and Anna had. I just can't believe she would keep a secret this big from me. I don't get it. Maybe it's better I didn't know. But it defiantly wouldn't have been this hard to say goodbye if I would have had a month to do it. 

When I get home, my dad is already waiting for me. I walk inside and see him sitting on the couch and my mum in the kitchen. "Hey Samantha" he says. I used to go by Samantha a while ago. I decided that I was more of a Sam though. "It's Sam now" I say. He looks surprised by my tone. "Sorry Dad. I've had a rough day" I apologize. "It's fine. I completely understand" he says.

I walk up to my room to get all my boxes of stuff. I have too much to carry and I don't want to take a billion trips up the stairs so I call up my dad to help me.

"Listen Sam, I realize that you are upset that you are moving, but cut your mother some slack. She has been going through a hard time lately. Don't get me wrong, I don't think that it is right that she didn't tell you, but is it any different if she told you a month ago?" he asks. "I guess not, but I'm mad that she wouldn't tell me. I didn't even know she was having a hard time. We tell each other everything. It makes me wonder what else she is hiding or lying about." I say.

"Hmmm. I don't know. I don't want to risk asking her. Lets just get everything loaded in the car and we will be on our way." We pack the rest of the stuff in my dad's Range Rover. I don't remember my dad having enough money to buy expensive cars like this.

I go up to my mum and give her a quick hug. "Sam I'm so sorry about this. It was selfish of me." she says. "Mum, go and live. I'll get out of your way. Have fun." and I walk away.

"Sam! That's not the reason I'm leaving!" she calls after me. "Then what is it then?" I scream at her. She just stares at me. "That's what I thought. I thought we told each other things. I can't believe you would keep something this big from me." and I go get in the car. 

My dad drives away and my mum is sitting on the porch with her head in her hands. 

We sit in an awkward silence for a few minutes. "So how has life been treating you lately?" my dad asks. 

"Well, not too good. Me and my best friend had an amazing summer planned and it was really hard leaving her and to top it all off, mum wouldn't tell me the reason she is leaving." I reply getting angry.

"I get that you are mad. But I promise I will try my best to make this a summer to remember. I am so sorry for leaving you and your mum. I know that must have been hard. I made some stupid choices that I would do anything to take back." he says. I can tell by his voice that he is sincere. My mum and dad split about 4 years ago. My dad started to make some bad decisions and it all went down hill from there. 

"Welcome home," my dad announces. We are parked in front of one of biggest houses I've ever seen. "Dad when did you get so rich?" I ask in awe. "After I split from your mother, I started a business. I guess it is pretty successful," he says. 

"Go inside. I'll give you a tour."

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