Bad Meets Good

Audrey was the good girl. She was 16. She made good grades, played sports, and was popular. Her dad died when she was 3, so she lived with her mom. All in all, she was happy with her life. Harry, on the other hand, was the bad boy. He was 18. He could care less about his grades, you didn't see him much, and he had his own small group of friends that stayed in trouble. They wouldn't get along, right?

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7. Chapter 7

     I woke up to my phone ringing. I never read who it was, and I just answered it. 

"Hello?" I said.

"Audrey, come home now! I'm tired of this. Either you come home or I'm coming to find you," my mom said from the other end of the phone. 

"Okay, I'll come home. Give me 30 minutes," I said.

"Okay. We're having a really long talk when you get here. Don't bring Harry with you either," she said. 

"But Mom-" she cut me off.

"No, Audrey now come home," she said.

"Whatever," I said back hanging up.

            I couldn't wake Harry up and tell him that I was leaving him. I loved him, but I couldn't put him through this. So I started to write a note:

                     Harry,

    I love you so much. Please don't forget that. I'm going home, and I'm not allowed to bring you with me. Don't try to find me. It's not worth it, but for now we need to break up. I'm so sorry. I love you.

                     Love,  

                 Audrey

     I walked out the door, and I texted Sam and told her. She begged me not to go, but I had to. I walked until I got home. I walked through the door, and my mom's boyfriend was passes out on the couch. 

       "Audrey, come in here. We have to have a talk," my mom said whispering. She had a bruise on her arm. I looked over at her boyfriend and there was a beer bottle in his hand. 

       "Did he do that?" I asked almost yelling.

       "No, be quiet! You'll wake him up!" my mom said grabbing me dragging me to the kitchen.   

       "Mom, I'm not dumb. I know he done that. I swear to God, I'll kill him," I said.

       "Audrey, stop!" she said yelling. "Jeff, you, and I are moving to the United States."

     I hadn't noticed boxes were packed in the car, and the house was pretty much empty. I heard footsteps behind me.

       "Are you ready?" Jeff asked. 

       "Yeah," my mom said. 

        "No!" I started to run off. 

    Jeff grabbed me by the arm and threw me on the ground before I could get out the door.

       "Get in the damn car now!" he said pushing me in the car. My mom got in the car and was silent. We left. The whole car ride was silent. I didn't want to get my phone out because Jeff might take it. When we pulled into the airport, I got out of the car and walked a few steps behind my mom and Jeff. 

     "No, you'll try to leave," Jeff said grabbing me by the arm and pushing me in front of them. 

*

     We had boarded the plane, and they messed up something with the tickets. Someone else was sitting in my seat. I had to move to a different seat.  

   "Thank God," I mumbled under my breath.

    I walked back to my seat and took out my phone. I had 32 missed calls and 4 texts. One was from Sam and three were from Harry. I decided to text Harry back.

      "What just happened? Please babe. I'm so confused," he had sent. 

      'Harry, I love you. My mom and Jeff are making me go to the U.S. with them. I'll be fine. I love you so much. Please just don't forget about me.'

      'Why?! Please tell me this is just a dream.'

     'I'm sorry. I don't know. I got home and we left.'

     'I'll never forget about you. Where are you right now?'

     'The plane.' a tear rolled down my cheek. 

     'Please tell me you're lying!'

   The plane attendant told me I had 5 minutes until I had to turn my phone off.

      'I'm sorry. I have to go in 5 minutes. Will you tell Sam for me? I love you so much. When I get off the plane, I'll text you. I love you.'

     'Yeah I will. I love you too. Bye'

     'Bye' I said turning my phone off.

 

                                              -Harry's POV-

      This can't be happening. She changed me so much. I shouldn't have told her to keep going. I should've made her turn around. It's all my fault. Then Sam walked in. 

       "Where's Audrey?" she asked.

   I handed her the note, and a tear rolled down her cheek. "She's on her way to America now," I said.

    "How do you know?" she asked. 

      "I texted her before she left," I said. 

                                            -Audrey's POV-

The plane ride was over. Now the rest of my life is going to be hell.

 

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