The Ride

CHAPTER 1: Almost

BELLATRIX

There are days when I have woken up, took a good look around and asked myself, why did I ever leave? I'm not one who intentionally dwells on the past but, it's hard not to sometimes. Especially when so many things around you, remind you of memories that to some degree, you're glad you remember at all, while the rest, you wish to have left in the past.

It's hard moving on from the past when you're haunted by the memories you wish you could erase. They eventually turn into regrets. Such as the mistake I had made right after graduation.

Throughout my entire life, I have done nothing but move around a lot due to my father's job. It's very dangerous and has required many sacrifices to him, my mother and myself.

Growing up, I had learned early on that it was pointless to get attached to others and make friends when I was only going to stay in town for a few years anyways. Not that I would have made many friends since I was really shy and kept to myself anyways, but even if there was a slight chance I could have made a friend or anything, I wouldn't.

My mother always has tried reassuring me that one day things were going to get better. So I waited.......and waited.....and waited....Until the next thing I knew, I was sixteen going on seventeen and was a Junior in high school, during the beginning of the year.

Finally, we had found a place where my father promised me I would be able to finish high school and we would get to settle down, for once.

Although I hadn't expected to make any friends or anything like that would change in my life and was just happy enough that I was going to at least be able to finish high school, I never anticipated that I would soon enough, make a friend - a BEST friend. Someone who I would almost right away, call my sister.

Her name was Angelyne and she was in the same grade as I was. She lived with her older brother, who was three years older than her, after both their parents were killed in an accident when she was ten years old and both her and her brother lived with their Aunt and Uncle who to me were real nice and laid back people.

They were part of a motorcycle club and although their parents and their friends looked like you should think twice before crossing them, they were real nice. Their parents always had get togethers nearly every weekend and after the second week of me and Angelyne befriended each other, she invited me over and it seemed like everybody welcomed me as if I had been part of the family forever.

Angelyne and I right away hit it off and became close like sisters. Both of my parents liked them as well and would hang out also with them during some weekends when they both didn't leave on vacation a lot. Sometimes my mother would even accommodate my dad on some of his business trips leaving me behind to stay with Angelyne and her family. Things were always fun and great.

Angelynes' brother had gone away for the last few months of my Junior year then returned right before Thanksgiving and from the time he returned, we got closer to one another. We even began dating and seemed to practically falling in love rather quickly. We both talked about riding off together when I finished high school and travel the world together.

Angelyne of course was overjoyed that we were together as was I and Cyran had even been the first guy I ever slept with.

Then with just four months left of Senior year, my father told me something that shattered my entire world. It was a month before I was going to be eighteen and a few months before graduation, that he told me something I never saw coming.

The both of my parents had just returned from one of his business trips and they sat me down on the couch and told me that we had to leave. And I remembered at first thinking that they were kidding or for whatever reason playing some cruel joke on me.

They told me I had to leave and not tell a soul where I was going or that I was even leaving. That meant I couldn't say goodbye or even stay in touch with Angelyne or Cyran.

I screamed and cried in pain. I was so angry and resentful towards them for telling me that and when I asked them to tell me why we had to. After they explained as to why, I was even more surprised and infuriated. My father had recently been part of practically a deal gone wrong and that if we didn't leave, things would go horribly wrong.

I cried so much while packing that night and my mother came in and told me that she was sorry but then also explained to me more things that my father had left out earlier.

The pieces of my broken heart dropped to the bottom of my stomach and my chest began feeling heavy. I can't believe what was happening and couldn't believe that what she finished telling me that night, was true or that I would even be agreeing with the fact that it really was for the best I leave. To protect Angelyne and Cyran.

I did send a text to Angelyne for the last time. Though I didn't explain or go into any details as to exactly why or anything, I told her she had to be careful and apologized and told her that one day we would see each other again. One day even I would explain to her why I chose to leave with my parents and that I loved her and Cyran.

All of that was three years ago, although it feels like it's been longer. I have lived with regret since then and have missed Angelyne and Cyran, especially, so much.

Throughout the years I would even try and look them up on social media to see what they're doing. I would find her posting things and Cyran looked to have been more angry looking in his photos. I even noticed in one of them he had a vest on him that I thought I saw a patch that said 'President' on it. Was he the President of a motorcycle club?

I even took notice of all these pretty girls hanging on him and it hurt me. But I am not surprised. With the way I left things with him, I guess he wouldn't be so destroyed forever.

I myself even tried to have a relationship two times since then but, realized that I couldn't. They lasted no longer than a week after realizing I was looking for Cyran in each one and finally admitted to myself one day that they weren't him and never would be.

Now for a little over a year, I have been living on my own and despite my father not approving entirely of the whole idea, I feel 'free' in a sense. In fact, I feel so free, that I have mustered enough courage recently to finally go and see Angelyne.

I had sent her a friend request on social media and as we talked, she told me I should go and visit her. She was throwing a huge fundraiser for a charity that was for multiple causes. From suicide prevention to Children and women anti abuse organizations among a couple others.

I was more than happy to know she wasn't upset with me and was willing to see me again. I had all kinds of emotions going through me, including nervousness but I wanted to do it.

The only thing was, I wasn't going to tell my parents I was seeing them and was going to just tell them I was going to begin my travelling the states trip I always wanted to do. Wish me luck!!

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)

We will find out in the story a little later as to what really happened with her father's deal and why it went bad enough they needed to up and leave. ;)