"Our Fate"

Chapter 2

-our fate- "complications"
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I heard the front door open. Keys fill my ears once they've been placed on the hook next to the living room.
"Honey?!" My mom yells.
"I'm in here!" I say back to my mother. She enters with a warm smile and places a kiss on my forehead.
"How was your day?" lask
"Good, have you thought of what you want to do yet?" She questions me.
"Oh- uh, yes, I have," I smile.
"What is it?" She sits down across from me, eyeing my expression to my idea.
"I want to go to L.A. Bryce said he couldn't come to my party and said I should go there. I don't have many friends here anyway and I'm tired of going to the restaurant down the street," I add.
"'Kendra, that's a very expensive trip. A ticket to L.A alone is $600" she informs me (it's probably not that much but go with it)
"I know, that's why I would go alone," I say.
"I don't know," she looks around, worried maybe. But what does she have to be worried about?
"I promise mother, I can handle my own. I would be turning 18 anyway."
"I'll think about it," she says. The fact that she didn't say we, makes me confused. When I was younger she would always refer back to my dad. as in "we will make a decision," but things are different ig. He's acted different and it's been slowly killing my mom, I just don't know what's happening.
"Okay," I finally say.
-9:58pm~
My mom hasn't decided. Yes, I want to go. Only for Bryce. It still sucks how I haven't seen him in a year, it makes me worried that maybe we don't have a bond anymore. We used to be close, close in distance as well. But when he moved, he didn't even say goodbye. I have Skyped him and stuff but he's never mentioned why he left, only to say it was because of work. When I know that's not true. He's hiding something from me, and I don't even know if he will ever tell me.
I picked up the book stuffed into the drawer of my nightstand. It's the book Bryce gave me when I was 5. He would always read it to me, long chapters and all. My mom said that he was so intelligent as a kid and had this thing for writing. When he was 9, he wrote this book for me. Ofc he got it edited by his English teacher, but it's still good for such a young age. The emotion in this book makes me laugh now that I think he was nine when he wrote this. Funny. "The sound of crashing dishes and torn-up silk filled my ears as I crouch behind the door. Holding my sister in my arms and cover her ears with my hands. Loud bangs came from the room and tears were shed along the tiled floor. "It will be okay, it will be okay," I keep telling myself. One day I'll leave, start a better life for me and my sister. She will be happy there, fantasizing with her big imagination. I will always love her, through all the screams, lies, and even the hurtful truth. I will be there for her, I swear it...
I fall asleep with the book opened on my chest. I hope to see you soon Bryce..tbc