The past week has been a hell. I and Joey had been put into a massive fight, but for finally pass the night together, you know what I mean? Anyway… Now I was just hopping not to be pregnant, cause that would not be funny, now that I’m leaving.
Joey: Call me every day Maya! If there’s problem, I’ll be there. Hey, and we’re still dating, right?
Me: Yeah, babe. I will call you every day, I will be safe and I’ll tell you if there is a problem, I’ll call you. I need to go, now.
Joey: I’ll miss you Maya. Don’t forget to call me and stuff!
We kissed each other for a good 5 minutes. After, I got in the cab with all my stuff –and that’s not a lot- and I left for Doncaster. Siaou Wolverhampton, adios friends, adios not-real-dad, and not-real-mom. Mom. I just realized she was gone. I didn’t really think about that before. My mom, the 32 years old girl who made me eat, taught me how to talk, walk, you know, do typical mom stuff… The real questions are, why they kidnapped me and why the hell did dad kill mom! They loved each other, it was obvious, okay, probably they weren’t completely okay in their heads, but still! Dad would’ve never killed mom for no reason, I knew them for 18 years!
Cab driver: Miss, are you okay?
Me: Hum, yeah, why?
Him: You’re crying.
Me: Oh… yeah, just difficult week…
Him: Even if you don’t know me, you can talk. I mean, most people thinks it’s easier to talk to people they don’t know and they will never see again, who don’t even know their names!
Me: Yeah, you’re right! But my story is really complicated. Probably the weirdest you’ll ever hear! So yeah, I would kinda like to talk…
Yeah, you know, when you have the feeling you can trust someone, I felt like that. Plus, I really needed to talk to someone normal, who’s not involve in my story. I felt like my brain was going to explode! I just had the feeling I had to talk, and that this guy was nice and will help me.
Me: Okay, let’s start with the begging…
I told my story, my whole story. ALL! He was pretty shocked, first but after, he was smiling. He looked at me and started to laugh.
Him: Your boyfriend is a real hero, you know. It’s amazingly nice from him to tell you what he did. It’s the good choice. You’ll have a real, supportive family, plus a super amazing boyfriend. AT the end of the year, he could even come to live in Doncaster with you!
The ride was long, but we talked, me and Hoshua, yeah, a weird name. And he was only 22 and he was a cab driver. We talked about him, and even became friends, cause you know, 29 hours in a cab, it’s fucking long! I could have taken the plane, but I chose to continue in a ship, with the cab driver, who will drive me in Doncaster to. We exchanged numbers and we had a really great time on the ship, I called Joey and we talked one hour.
And just then, I thought about doing a pregnancy test, just to make sure. I walked at the drug store which is on the ship, and bought one. I went to the bathroom and pied on the thing. I waited five minutes without looking at the results, and after, I looked. It was negative. YES!
---SKIP THE RIDE IN DONCASTER---
I was in front of it, the huge house of the Tomlinson, and I was not ready to meet them! But I had to, for Joey, for my own good. So I don’t know how, but I walked to the door, after saying goodbye to Hoshua. I knocked on it, and my “Mom” answered. She hugged me really, really, really, really, tightly, I couldn’t even breath.
Her: Oh, Maya! I’m so glad you’re here! Maya, I’m Johanna, your mother, but you can just call me Johanna, or mom, your choice.
Me: Mom is a great name…
Oh gosh, I didn’t think before saying that. It made “Mom” cry. I let a few tears go, I had a mom, a real mother, who cared about me and who loved me. And, yeah, I’ll call her mom, I mean, it’s not her fault if they kidnapped me, Lisa and Andrew were not good parents, and I had the feeling Johanna will be.
Chapter 3! Hope you enjoy the story!
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