I decided to leave England as soon as possible. Staying here would only bring bad memories that I was trying to repress and I believe I am settling in now in Australia. I've decided were I belong.
"Are you sure you want to leave early?" Cathy asks as she hands me the clothes I had placed in the drawer when I arrived here.
"It's best for me. The social worker says I can stay as a placement for 6 months with Bess and then she'll fly out to check her out, if they don't think she's good enough for it then I'll have to come back here but if she is then I can live out there." I tell her. I'm quite confident that I will able to live out there, which makes me happy.
"I think you'll stay out there because Bess is immediate family." Cathy says, I just nod and finish packing.
Before going to the airport, I go to my parents grave to say my final goodbyes. The graveyard is practically empty, a few families come in holding flowers, I realise now that I should have brought something to put at their graves.
Their graves are the newest here, and the words carved into them are ones I know they would not have wanted.
'Beloved mother and father, daughter and son. Will be missed and remembered.'
I already know who would have chosen these words, and I feel hatred thinking of her. To distract myself I talk to my parents.
"Hi mom, hi dad. A lot has happened since you've been gone. I went to Australia and met some people. I met a boy and he's really good to me and I-I think I love him. He's the best thing that's happened to me, but I'm scared. I'm scared that he will leave just like you left. I did love you guys, I know I didn't show it or even tell you, but I really did. I hope you knew that I did because it would be really shitty if you died thinking I hated you. I really miss you guys, and I hate dwelling on the past so I want to live out in Australia. I still have that picture of me on my birthday and I'll keep it on my mantlepiece to remember you. Like I could forget you. I love you." I whisper to the headstones, at first I feel stupid but then I actually feel like I'm talking to them. Before leaving I place the lighter I have with me in between the headstones.
"Can you sign here please?" The social worker asks, pointing to the clipboard she has. I read above the line I have to sign 'child's signature'. I quickly sign using the pen she hands me, and then leave to go through customs. I feel déjà vu coming through the airport again, this time I feel more inclined to go though, now I have people waiting for me.
While waiting for my flight number to be called, I get out my phone and decide to text Luke.
From: Faith
Hey dip shit ;) x
He replies quickly.
From: Luke
Don't be mean :-(! What you doing? X
From: Faith
Waiting at the airport, it's boring x
From: Luke
Are you on your own? X
From: Faith
Yeah x
From: Luke
Oh :-( x
From: Faith
It's fine, I'll be with you soon! :D x
From: Luke
Yeah! I'll talk to Bess and see if I can meet you at the airport rather than one of your workers :-) x
From: Faith
You don't have to do that! X
From: Luke
I'm already outside your house, :-p x
From: Faith
Eurgh, whatever, I think my flights being called, gtg x
From: Luke
Bye! Ly :-) x
I decide not to reply and put my phone back in my rucksack. I grab my suitcase and chuck my rucksack on my back and then head towards gate 7 along with the other passengers going to Australia.
The flight there is long, but I sleep through most of it. Unlike last time no one speaks to me, only he the hostess' who constantly check if I need anything. I arrive in Australia tired and probably looking a mess, but I still walk quickly to meet Luke. When I reach the departures area, where multiple people stand with signs signalling the different people who leave the plane, I scan the area and frown slightly when I don't see anyone I recognise.
I stand for a moment and bite my lip thinking about what to do. When I decide to go and sit down at the Starbucks and get a drink, I feel someone hug me from behind. I turn and see Luke smiling at me.
"Hello!" I exclaim, turning fully and hugging him back.
"I wanted to scare you." He grins, I smile back and follow him out of the airport.
When we get outside I shield my eyes from the midday sun and continue following him to the parking bays.
"I drove here really quickly." He grins, and then opens the passenger door of his black Mercedes for me. I roll my eyes at this but get in anyway.
"So how's life been?" I ask when we get onto the motorway.
"Pretty shit to be honest." He answers, truthfully.
"Oh. Why?" I frown, clearly confused.
"Imogen came back."
***
I may have forgotten to update for 5 days...oops?😁
This took ages to write though soooo. I wasn't sure whether I was gonna bring Imogen back but here she is!
-Rebecca x
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Self-Destruction • Luke Hemmings
Hayran KurguFaith Smith is the girl you wouldn't want to bump into in the hallways. She's angry, loud, cocky, overconfident and is plain rude. She pushes everyone away, even her parents. When an unfortunate accident occurs, she is abruptly removed from her Engl...
