A new life

16

Y/N's POV

The next few weeks continue as normal. Scarlett calls me multiple times, this time trying to find a better time than in the middle of the night. Rose, however, still calls me in the middle of the night if she wants to. I go to university and hang out with my friends.

The urge to go back to Scarlett grows as the weeks go by. So I plan to fly back as soon as my labs are over, I then have to only fly back for the exam but that won't be for another 4 weeks at that point. I want to finish this course and hope that I can take the spring semester off to be with the family in New York.

"What are you thinking about?" My friend asks me as we walk over the frozen lake that is now covered with a thick layer of snow.

"Oh, nothing. Just planning what I am going to do for the holidays." He is actually the only person that I have in parts told what happened. I, of course, didn't mention the fact that my biological mom is Scarlett Johansson, but the rest I did tell him. "I'm probably flying to New York to be with the new family, hopefully, it goes better this time." I continue, thinking back at the horrible panic attack that I had during Thanksgiving.

"That sounds fun. I am so jealous of you though." I laugh at his response.

When I get home and he leaves, I go online to book my ticket. I go to pay, but then a message pops up. Fuck, I don't even have enough money to go home. I didn't know that I had run out of money this quickly. I mean, yeah I did go out quite a bit to hopefully soften the pain that my ex-parents had caused me, but I should have had enough. But I guess I don't. I know that Scarlett would give me the money in a heartbeat, but I just feel bad asking her for money. Still, she would want to see me and I want to see her. So I do what I really wanted to do and give her a call. I feel so pathetic, having to call my rich mom to ask for more money.

"Hey Scarlett, I just wanted to let you know that I will be flying back home in a few days, but I don't have enough money to pay. And I feel so bad for asking this of you, but could you send me some money so I can pay for the flights?" I ask shyly.

"Y/N, of course, I will. Tell me when you want to leave and I have them booked for you." A bright smile appears on her face.

"No, I just need the money," I say knowing that she will absolutely book the most expensive tickets.

"Y/N, I know you have booked the cheapest tickets possible. Please, just enjoy the comfortable flight I will get you. I know you find it hard, having a rich mom, but I promise that you will get used to it in no time."

"Ugh fine, I can leave anytime after the 16th of December after 5 pm. Bye Scarlett, I will see you then" I reply.

She says goodbye and I hang up the call. Within ten minutes I see that her assistant has sent me the tickets to my e-mail. Of course, she got me first-class tickets on the soonest flight after the time and date I had given her. I laugh to myself about the eagerness that she has to see me again.

The rest of the week can't go by quickly enough, I just want to get on that plane to go see her again and of course my little bean. After the labs are done on Friday I rush home to get my stuff to leave for the tiny airport that is located in my city.

10 hours later I arrive in New York, of course, there is a car waiting for me. The great joys of not having to get a taxi. I arrive in the building where my mom lives and I greet the doorman, who recognises me. I get up to the floor that houses my mother's huge 2 floored penthouse. I knock on the door.

"Y/N" I hear her scream through the door before it opens, revealing a very giddy Scarlett. She pulls me in a very tight hug.

"Scarlett, what is it with you squishing me every time you hug me." I groan before I laugh. She mouths a sorry as she releases me. I close the door and can hear some little feet running my way before some tiny arms snake their way around my leg almost making me fall over.