Stockholm Syndrome

Rose Faith Davis comes from a family torn apart by the unfortunate events of a late night drive. It's taken years to overcome the loss of the one that believed in her so much. Now, she's graduated high school and is ready to take on the task that is college. She'll be moving from her small American town to the bustling city of Sydney, Australia. There's a lot of bad things happening over the sea, however, this doesn't scare Rose. She's up for any challenge, and will chase her dreams no matter what. ~Don't follow your dreams, chase them~


4. Settling In

*A Few Hours Later*

          “This is crazy,” I smile as I push one suitcase under my bed. Then I push my suitcase with all my writings over to my desk, and open up my last suitcase. I carefully toss my backpack onto my bed to get it out of my way. “I can’t believe this is happening. I can’t believe I am in my own place in a new city in a new country. This is going to be awesome.”

          My first suitcase was full of clothes that I spent ages on to organize in my closet. This suitcase contains my favorite pillow, a few blankets, a teddy bear from my father, a few stuffed animals from friends, and some small plushies from my favorite Disney movies. Once the suitcase is empty, I shove it under my bed and begin to place my items around my room. I put my plushies and stuffed animals on my desk: I place my blankets, pillow, and teddy bear on my bed. With no more motivation to set up my desk, I grab my phone out of my backpack and head to my living room.

          I plop down on the small couch and start going through my phone. This time reading all the emails I didn’t delete in the airport. After that I go through all my missed calls and voicemails. When that is finally done, I take the time to go through my texts and reply with, ‘I’ve made it and settling into my apartment.’

          “Ugh,” I groan as I set my phone down on the couch and hop up to go get my laptop. “Never can remember to grab all I want.”

          My laptop is safely in my backpack, as well as the charger I need since I used most of the battery on the plane. Then I head back to the living room, plug my computer in, and plop back down on the couch. I kick my feet up onto the small coffee table and connect to the internet. This time I don’t want to learn anymore about the killings, but about places to get groceries. Nice shopping centers. Good places to eat out because I know I’ll be doing that for a few weeks.

          I sigh as I lean back and stare up at the ceiling. This is it. This is the start of so many new things. I can’t believe I’m alone in Australia so I can go to college. I can’t believe I’m living by myself.

          I look back at my laptop and pick up my phone. The time change is going to mess me up so much. I left in the late afternoon back home, and now it is late morning. “Lunch it is,” I smile as I dial up a place called Nando’s. Their menu has so many choices, but by the time my call is answer, I have decided on a chicken wrap, fries, and a large Coke.

          Once my food is ordered and on the way, I close my laptop and set it on the coffee table. Then I stand up, shove my phone into my front jean pocket, and head to the kitchen.

          My apartment isn’t the greatest, but it does have a decent sized bedroom with a bathroom attached. The living room is just big enough for a couch and TV; the kitchen is a bit small, but I don’t plan on making too many large meals. It will be perfectly fine for a little while since it is just me.

          “Hm, this kitchen is just big enough to have everything I need to be able to cook my own, small meals,” I smile as I get a plate and a cup out before heading back to the living room. I place them on the coffee table and grab the remote before sitting back down on the couch. I power on the TV and the local news is on.

          “Police are baffled by why all these men have been killed,” the woman on the TV says. “They have no leads and are trying to figure out how to protect the city. The only thing we know so far is the only ones who have been killed are males, and they have all been in jail for some big crimes. In a way, they may be trying to protect the city. But all they’ve done so far is scare us all.”

          “That’s interesting,” I change the channel to one showing American shows.

          Once I have settled back into the couch, my doorbell rings. I hop up to answer it, and am met with a cute delivery boy with my food.

          “Hello, Amber?” the boy questions.

          “Yes,” I pull out my wallet and hand the boy the enough money to pay for my food and a nice tip.

          “Thank you so much,” he hands me my bag and drink. “Have a wonderful day.”

          I smile, “Thank you. You too.”

          He smiles back before turning and walking away.

          I shut my door and head back to the living room. “Today is turning out to be a good day. Time to eat and watch some TV.”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I think I like these short chapters. Lots of information in a quick section to read. I hope you like them as well! :D
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