Lost

Part 2: life falls apart

I waited for my dad to come and pick me up. I didn't understand what just happened. I felt hurt, but at the same time I didn't feel anything. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. My dad probably was asleep, but he would do anything for me in an heartbeat.
The parking lot was empty. There was no one around me, but I still felt scared. I hoped that Dad would be here soon.
After 10 minutes he arrived.
Dad: What happened?
Kiera: Jim broke up with me, dad. I...I don't want to talk about it.
Dad: Okey, I understand.
We drove in a complete silence. We got home and I wanted to run up stairs to my room, but my dad stopped me.
Dad: Sweetie, we need to talk.
Kiera: I said that I don't want to talk about Jim.
Dad: I want to talk to you about something else.
Kiera: Can it wait till tomorrow? I want to go to bed and rest.
Dad: No, we need to talk right now.
We went to the living room and sat down on the couch.
Kiera: So...what do you want to tell me?
Dad: I know that you are hurt right now, but I have to tell you some bad news.
Kiera: What bad news?!
Dad: Today at work I had a talk with my boss and he said that I'm fired.
Kiera: What?! You are kidding right?
Dad: No, I'm not.
Kiera: This can't be happening. My life is just falling apart.
Dad: I have more news.
Kiera: Okey.
Dad: I can't afford this house anymore, so that's mean we have to move to a different house and to a different city, because NYC is just too expensive for us right now.
I was shocked. I didn't expect something like this to ever happen. I will have to say goodbye to my friends, to this beautiful house, to my boy... to Jim. I have received so many bad news today that my brain can't handle it anymore. I need to be alone.
Kiera: Okey, I can't believe that your boss could do something like this to us. When are we leaving?!
Dad: We need to leave tomorrow. I already sold this house so we could buy a different one. I'm sorry, baby, it's all my fault.
Kiera: No, don't blame yourself. We will get through this, I believe in us.
I hugged my dad and went up stairs. I opened my bedroom doors. Put on my pjs and went to bed.

Next morning I woke up late. It was a Saturday so no school today. That's a good thing. I don't have to see all those people I have to leave behind. I did not want to get ready today. I put on a black crop top and black sweatpants. When I got to the kitchen dad was already there. He was sitting at the table, looking for new jobs at his laptop. He seemed stressed. He had not prepared breakfast. On the counter there was 5 empty coffee cups, so I think that he must've been awake all night. I made myself a sandwich and went and sat next to him.
Kiera: Good morning, dad!
Dad: Hey, how did you sleep?!
Kiera: Good. Any luck of finding a job?!
Dad: No, I can't find anything, seems like every place have already found what they are looking for.
Kiera: Everything will be okey, you will find something. So ammm where exactly we are moving to?
Dad: Ouhhh amm to a small town called Bayfield.
Kiera: Okey, it seems nice.
Dad: It is, I grew up there. I loved it. Hope you will too.
Kiera: So when are we leaving?
Dad: At 5 pm.
I stood up and walked to my bedroom. I have to start packing. I have never moved so don't know what to do. I stared with my clothes. After 3 hours everything was packed. My room felt so empty. I started to remember all of my memories in hear. I had my first kiss with Jim in this room. I started to cry. I will never see him again. I am planning to not say anything to anyone about me moving so they don't feel sad. And definitely not saying anything to Jim, I don't want him to think that this is his fault.
I went down stairs and started to help my dad to pack up the living room and the kitchen. After several hours the time has come. We put every single thing in the truck and said goodbye to our home. I looked at my dad, he was crying. At that moment I knew that he will always miss this place. I hugged him and then we left. I was the one that looked the door for the last time. It didn't felt real. When we got in the car, then it started to hit me, that this is really happening.
My dad put his arm on my shoulder and said
Dad: We will come back some day.
I didn't want him to see me hurting, so I put up a fake smile. I was crushed. I lost my boyfriend, I lost my home, I lost everything. The only thing I have left is my dad. I hope that this town we are moving to is as good as my dad tells me.