Mysteries Of An Unknown World.

Chapter 1.

Devyn's POV.

I let out a huff of breath as I load the last of my things into the trunk of a taxi. I shut the trunk and walk around to the drivers window. He looks at me.

" Give me a minute to say bye. " I say.

He merely nods and I turn and head back around the car and over to the front walk way where my mother is currently standing. She has her arms crossed and a glare on her face. I stop three feet in front of her.

" I guess this is goodbye." I say.

She scoffs. " Goodbye? Ha, more like good riddance. Don't plan on coming back here any time soon. " she then turns and walks away. The door slamming shut behind her has she walks into the house.

I try not to let my emotions tumble to the surface. I expect this kind of attitude from my father, never from my mom. I don't know what's gotten into her lately. Ever since she got that new boyfriend of hers, she's been acting very different.

I turn and walk back to the taxi. I get in and give the driver the address I'm heading too. The driver remains quiet and for that I am grateful. You see, growing up my father wasn't always the kindest person. By that I mean, he never was.

He was verbally and physically abusive to myself, my mother and my older brother. He and my mom separated about three years back. Now my brother was gone too. Collage and all, woo.

That left my mom and I. We were really close until about a month ago when she got herself a new boyfriend. His name is Jason and he's a decent guy. Maybe a bit too protective, but he's never even raised his voice towards my mother.

She deserves a nice relationship. Maybe it was time I leave anyway? 23 and still living at your mothers house. I guess I'm not even proving a point since I'm going to my fathers house.

He moved to a new town last year. Haven't heard from him since. I was shocked when he said he'd allow me to live with him. He sounded different. Maybe he's changed?

I hope so. If not, I guess I'll try to find a way to make it through. My parents splitting was my fault anyway. If I hadn't of gotten in fathers way that day. I wouldn't have gotten hurt and they wouldn't have split. I heard them arguing about it and they mentioned me a lot. My memory is a bit foggy of that day. I just know that I'm the cause and I still feel guilt over it.

Now, my mother has been seeing this guy Jason for almost as long as mom and father have been divorced. I still count him as new because I just recently met him for the first time.

Father sent me a key through the mail. He said he'd be gone all day and for me to just let myself in. He told me not to go snooping and just wait in the den for him. I was alright with that.

The reason I'm not moving into a place of my own is because a while back I lost my job. So the money I saved, I only have about 300. I need to save as much as I can. Once I do, then I'll buy my own place. Until then, to live with father I go.

I just hope he's changed since I last saw him. I don't know if I can live with all that abuse again. Not by myself at least.

" We're five minutes away miss. " says the driver.

I snap out of my thoughts. Goodness, this was a four hour drive. Did I really get lost in my thoughts so much that I lost track of time?

" Thank you. " I respond.

" You seemed to be thinking pretty hard about something. Everything ok?" He asked.

I turn and look out the window. " It's just been a difficult day. "

He doesn't respond. Finally we pull up into a small yard. " This is it. " he says. He turns to look at me.

I had him his money and he helps me unpack my stuff from the trunk and onto the sidewalk. " Need any help inside?" He asks.

I shake my head. " No, I got it from her. Thanks for the offer though. "

He nods. " Ok then. Hope your day gets better. " he then waves bye, gets in his car and drives away.

I turn and take a look at the house. It's a single story. Seems like it has maybe three bedrooms in it. Seems descents enough. Like I got room to complain though.

It takes me about three trips to bring everything into the front room of the house. I then close and lock the door behind me. I turn around to face the house.

It was practically spotless. It looked nice though. Almost like an entire family lived here. I grab my purse and walk to the den. I take a seat on the couch and open my purse. I pull out my phone and decide to check for messages.

Nothing from my mother or her boyfriend. I feel sad that mom hasn't even tried to see if I'm ok or that I've made it safely. It's like she doesn't even care anymore.

I wonder if there was anything I did to make her like this to me. I got a few more hours before father shows up. Might as well read on my phone for a bit. If I get bored, I may go to the nearest library.

Yeah, that sounds like fun. It'll give me some time to see the town and maybe even where some new jobs are. I feel a new sense of determination. I won't let what happened drag me down. No, I going to stand tall and take this new town by storm. Get ready people. I'm about to change this town.

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A/N. Hope you guys liked this first chapter. I'll update again later. Until then. :-)