Y/N Lawrence has just moved to the valley to live with her drunk father Johnny, after her Moms disappearance. Y/N has felt more and more "stuck" in this life of hers. School, Karate, Chores, Procrastination all in the same loop. That is until she me...
I'm sitting here so deep in my thoughts. It has been 173 days 14 hours and 28 minutes since anyone had last laid eyes on Vanessa Lawrence. My Mom. Days come and days go but today was just gonna hurt a little extra. Packing up my house in La and being shipped off to the Valley to live with my father, Johny Lawrence. The funny thing is.... I haven't seen my father in 10 years. I'm most certainly different from then what I was at the age of 5. Packing my life up in boxes makes me feel as if my mom really was dead. Everyone stopped the search at around day 19 but me.... nah I'm never gonna stop. Something inside of me feels as if she is still out there, waiting for someone to just find her again. These thoughts dance around my mind as I softly fall asleep cuddling my mothers blanket. ———————————————————————. 5am I get up to the sound of my phone alarm signaling that it was the day. The day where this house becomes someone else's. Where I get on a plane and go to the Valley to meet my father again. I get up and make myself breakfast. Well just grabbed a banana and continued. I put on my outfit that I had laid out that past night and packed the last of the boxes into my car.
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*This is the outfit*. Taking in one last breath of this house and all of the memories I started tearing up. My first Christmas, where Mom and Dad got married, where Mom and Dad got Divorced. Each and every one of these memories made me who I am and I'm so scared about having to leave this all and make a new life. Start a new school. Make new friends. Full of regret, I looked out the kitchen window. To my suprise the new family had already made there way to the front gate and are starting to take out boxes from their boot. This house has always been to big for just me and Mom. I mean it would have been a different story if Dad and Robby were still here that's just not how the story unfolded.
I couldn't bear it anymore and just walked out the door, handed the keys to the lady and drove off. The last stop I had to make was my best friend Sophies house. I do have more friends but Sophie was the only one who stood by me when my mom disappeared. I walked up the alleyway and didn't even knock. But instant regret hit me when Sophie and her so called "boyfriend" were making out on the counter. "Oh my goshhhh I'm so sorry!" I yell, backing away from the door hand over my eyes. Sophie responds with " Oops looks like I forgot to put a sock on the door". I laugh and walk back in again knowing that they would both be to embarrassed to continue. "Well this is finally it Sophie. The last ever time I'll walk in on you guys" I laugh because I didn't want her to see that inside I was crushed. "I have exactly 2 minutes to say good bye to my best friend" Sophie sobs as she runs into my arms. We spend the next 1 minute and 20 seconds in this position when I finally pull away. Throat to dry to say anything, I hand her a box and say goodbye. Driving to the airport I look back in my rear vision mirror and let out a sigh. This is it. My therapist told me that letting go was going to be hard. But I never knew it was going to be this hard. "Goodbye Mom" I whispered as I boarded the plane. ——————————————————————— 635 words
AN- Hey everyone! I hope you enjoyed the first Chapter of "That Boy Larusso". I wrote this story after my latest obsession Anthony Larusso. Hope you all continue reading and enjoy this long bumpy journey ahead.
