The Haze

Priscilla was an ordinary girl that would go on an extraodinary trip. Everything felt like an unreal haze, a dream she never wanted to wake up from. As if traveling with her best friend wasn't great enough, she falls in love with the last person she would ever think of. Would he hurt her like the rest have? Or could she finally let down her guard and let someone in. Hopefully she doesn't wake up and realize that this dream became a nightmare.

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18. Going Home

Priscilla P.O.V.

    I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock going off. I had forgotten why I had to get up early and my mind was still in a fuzzy haze. As I got off the bed to grab my phone I realized my body was stiff. I was just about to txt Zayn when all the memories of last night came back. It felt as if someone just kicked me in the stomach. All the angry feelings and the sadness from thinking of my grandpa came back to me. I started shoving all my clothes around the room into my suit case. I didn't even care that it was all thrown in there. It looked like a mess which matched exactly how I felt, and probably looked. I dragged myself to the bathroom and washed all the pain away. I scrubbed my skin raw until I become conscious  of how badly it hurt. I put sweats on and a random old t-shirt while throwing my hair into a messy bun. With a heavy sigh I left a note to Bre.

            It sucks having to leave early and that everything fell apart, but I want you to have fun for the both of us.

                                                -Cill

            As I took one last glance at the room I shut the door, and turned the light off. It was time to meet my family at the front entrance, and then board the plane. A few hours later I was seated next to my older sister. We were both in a foul mood. Being seated in that chair with nothing to distract me made me think of all the horrible things that had just happened. Once again a tear went down my face.

            "Hey, don't cry. Papa will be okay. Don't cry or I'll cry." Olivia said.

"I'm trying not to, but this whole vacation got screwed up." I said back.

"What are you talking about, at least you had a couple good days." she said.

            That's when I broke down and told her everything.

"You had SEX? with Zayn? Well he is a celebrity but still you only knew him for a week. I don't know why you thought you were something special. Obviously you had it coming that he would cheat. C'mon, you can't be that naïve? Stop crying over a boy you barely knew. I know you, by next week you'll have found someone new. Just like you always do." she said.

"JUST SHUT UP! You'll never understand me or how I'M FEELING. You just think I'm a pathetic love sick teenager. Don't speak to me." I yelled.

            In my goddamn time of need she couldn't even be there for me? I hate everything and everyone right now. I plugged in my head phones and listened to the music, skipping every single one direction song. I zoned out into my own misery as the turbulence began to pick up.

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