*Four years later*
I packed my final bag. I was ecstatic; I would be finishing school in Australia. I would be seeing my mother again after four years. I however was not looking forward to seeing my bullies.
“I can’t believe you’re leaving,” Ashley said sadly.
“I know and I’m going to miss you so much, but my home is in Australia,” I said equally as sad.
“Just promised you’ll call, text, or skype every day,” She said hugging me one last time before walked out of my room.
She was about to cry and I don’t think I would have been able to hold it together if she started crying. After my last bag was back my dad came up.
“Are you ready to go to the airport?” He asked standing in the doorway.
I nodded, “As read as I’ll ever be,” I stood up and carried my three bags out to the car.
My dad drove me to the airport and explained everything. That my mum would be waiting at the airport when I got there. I nodded and got out of the car. I took a deep breath and walked into the airport. I have always had a fear of flying, but I would do anything to see my mum again.
I sat and waited for my flight to be called. After getting through security I sat in one of the uncomfortable airport chairs and waited. After about 15 minutes my flight was finally called. I sighed and boarded.
The plane hadn’t even taken off and I was gripping the arm rest.
Stepping off the plane, a smile spread across my face. My heart rate sped up just a little. I was finally about to see my mum in the first time in four years. I walked over and grabbed all my bags and walked to where everyone was waiting to pick someone up.
I looked up to see those blue eyes that could only belong to my mother. I smiled widely and a lump rose in my throat. I couldn’t believe she was actually there. Without caring I ran straight for her. I pulled her into a tight hug. She looked utterly confused. For moment I wondered why, and then I realized I had completely changed from the 14-year-old self.
She looked into my eyes, and realization hit her, “Oh sweetie,” she pulling me into another hug.
“Hi mum,” I croaked out.
Tears were starting to form in my eyes, “It’s really you, my god you’ve changed so much,”
“I had a bit of a makeover from my friends,”
“I’m glad you made friends, you look so beautiful,”
“Thank you mum, I can see I get it from you,”
“Come on, I’m sure you want to go to your old room,”
I smiled at the mention of my old house. I wonder if she’s changed it at all.
As soon as we pulled up in front of the old gray house, my smiled widened. I jumped out of the car and sprinted up to the door. Luckily the door was unlocked, and I walked right in. Literally nothing had changed. There were still pictures of me, with my wide smile with braces. Looking at all of these pictures, I couldn’t believe I had ever let myself look like this.
My mum came in laughing, “I can tell you’re excited,”
“Are you kidding? I’m ecstatic. I haven’t been in this house in forever,” I said with the same smile on my face.
“Why don’t you go up to your room,” she said and I sprinted up the stairs.
I opened the door to see the walls were now purple. There was a purple blankets with black designs on it. I smiled at my two favourite colours together. I plopped down on my bed and smiled for the billionth time.
My mum knocked on the door frame and sat my bags down.
“I could’ve gotten those,” I said feeling guilty that she carried all three bags up.
“Oh it’s no problem, do you want anything to eat?”
“No, I’m fine, I’m probably going to try to get some sleep. This whole time zone stuff has me messed up. Um, when will I be starting school?”
“I enrolled you last week, you’ll be starting next Monday,”
“Ok,” she nodded and closed the door.
It’s Friday, so I’ll only have the weekend until I have to face all my old peers. This was the only thing I was not looking forward to when I came back to Australia. I sighed and closed my eyes, letting sleep consume me.
I shot up as my nightmare escalated. I’ve had nightmares ever since I was slapped on my last day of school. They were all of Calum. His face still haunts me; I couldn’t escape him even when I moved to America. And now I’m going to have to face him again.
I looked at my phone to see was time it was… it was already four in the morning. My eyes widen when I realized how long I had been asleep. I groaned, knowing there was no way I would be going back to sleep after that nightmare.
I got up and headed downstairs. I had almost forgotten where I was and turned the wrong way, right into a wall. I held my breath, hoping I didn’t wake my mum. After a minute, I continued down to the kitchen.
I poured myself some water and sat at the island. I rubbed my head, as I was starting to get a headache. I placed my head down on the counter, and before I knew it I had fallen asleep again.
I was woken in the middle of another nightmare by my mum. I jumped, nearly out of my seat.
“What on earth are you doing sleeping in the kitchen,” my mum asked with amusement in her voice.
“I woke up in the middle of the night and came down for some water. I guess I fell asleep though,”
“Well, do you want any breakfast?”
I nodded and she pulled out pancake mix. I smiled as I realized she was making her famous banana pancakes. They were literally the best thing I have ever eaten.
She placed two pancakes down on a plate in front of me, and I instantly dug it. My mouth was literally thanking me for the food. I smiled as I stuffed my face. As I was eating my mum sat across from me at the island.
“So I was thinking, you might need a car,” she said holding up car keys.
“No freaking way,” I said with a mouth full of pancake.
She nodded throwing me the car keys. I sprinted out the door. In the driveway, there was a brand new car. Seeing how new it was, guilt washed over me. How much money has she spent on this?
I walked back, “Mum I can’t accept that. It must have cost a fortune,”
“Louella, there’s something I need to tell you,” Crap. She never uses my full name.
“Mum, what’s wrong,”
“I’m married again,”
I nearly chocked on my own saliva.
“What?!” I yelled in shock, “then where is he?” I asked trying to calm down.
“He’s on business, he’ll be back at the end of the month. He paid for the car, he makes a lot of money. It barely made a dent in our money,”
So now she’s rich?
“How long have you been married?”
“Two years now,”
I sighed, taking this all in. What if he’s a jerk? I nodded, and walked back out to my car.
‘I’m going to be at the mall for a while’ I texted my mum before I backed out of the driveway.
I didn’t really want to go to the mall, but I decided to anyway. I walked in and walked into a random store. As I was looking around I heard the unmistakable voice. I turned around. There was no doubt in my mind that it was him, but puberty has done him well.
I shook the thought from my mind and focused on staying out of sight. He probably would recognize me if he saw me, but I don’t want him to see me. He was with the same three friends from when we were 14.
They all looked pretty well. I again shook that thought from my mind, and made my way towards the exit. Luckily I made it out without them seeing me. I practically ran to my car. I sat that, my heart beating out of control.
For some reason I felt like crying. Maybe it was all the memories of things that he said we coming back. What seemed like nothing at fourteen, was getting to me at eighteen. I sighed starting the car and driving back to my house.
My mum was still sitting in the kitchen when I walked through the front door.
“You weren’t gone very long,”
“Yeah, there was nothing really there that I wanted,” I partially lied.
“Oh, well I leave for work in an hour, and I usually work until 12:30. I know you wanted to spend some time together, but I get Sundays off, we can do whatever you want tomorrow.:
I nodded, giving a slight smile. I ran up to my room and closed the door. I thought me and my mum were going to be really close, but now that I’m here I feel like we’re never going to see eachother. Especially when I start school, she’ll probably be sleep when I leave the she’ll be gone when I get home and get home after I’ve gone to sleep.
Maybe I should have just stayed in America. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mum, but we’re never going to see eachother.
I let out yet another sigh and laid on my bed. What am I supposed to do for the rest of the day. I grabbed my phone and sent a text to Ashley, not knowing or caring what time it was there.
5 minutes later I got a reply, ‘Hey, how’s Australia?’
‘It started off good, then I found out my mum remarried and she has to work which means I’m never to see her’
‘I’m sorry El. I thought you would get to bond’
‘Yeah me too. I think I’m going to text you later. It’s like the middle of the night there isn’t it,’
I sat my phone down and just laid there. Sleep was sound good to me again. I rolled over and my eyes drifted shut. I have a feeling Monday is going to be interesting.