Today is the day I'm finally going home.
These 3 months felt like hell, I had no contact with anyone except for my mom, Hadley, and Daisy. Dad visited me one time but couldn't anymore, it reminded him of Mom and how she was in the state I was back in the day. It was hard, very hard for me, but I healed a lot for the past months. Not completely, but for now, I was mentally stable.My mom insisted on coming and taking me back home, but I wanted my sister to come. I don't have the same connection with anyone as I do with Hadley. Despite our lavish lifestyle, we keep everything simple in our lives and try not to lose good human habits.
For 3 months my head has been going on and off about the fact Theo saving me. You know God gave us 2 ears, 2 eyes, 2 hands, and legs. But he gave us one heart, to give to the right person. And he is the right person.
The fact that he didn't call, he didn't come hurt me more than this whole situation with myself. He didn't even visit when I was in the hospital. Maybe he's mad at me, maybe he hates me, or maybe...
"Elizabeth, your sister is here hon." nurse Linda came right in time before I could go far with my thoughts.
Linda helped me so much all this time, she reminded me of my grandmother sometimes. She even sang me the lullaby my mom used to sing to me. Yeah, it sounds weird, but if you saw me that night crying because I was scared and needed my mom to be there with me.
Linda helped me pick up my bags and we made our way downstairs. I will still be in contact with my therapist and have visits, but I will not be back here again.
Linda opened the door and I saw my sister standing right there in front of me. Sun hitting her which made her hazel eyes glow. Gosh my sister is hands down gorgeous, she's the spitting image of my mother.
Linda gave me a big hug and I ran down and hugged my sister. "Lizzy I missed you." she brushed my tangles and helped me get in the car.
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The ride back home was mostly quiet, we didn't talk much except for the moment when I saw a tattoo on my sister's back. A bird or as she calls it "her birdie".
My sisters never wanted a tattoo, never even talked about it so it was a big surprise for me.For the past 3 months, tabloids went all crazy about me. It was a big shock for everyone not seeing me get dragged home from clubs after parties or seeing my face on the cover of a magazine.
But being away from the media and everyone was very peaceful. I and the rest of us grew up in all this chaos, but I don't plan on doing the same for my children. Yeah thanks to my parents I had an amazing childhood, but because of the fame, I'm paying for it now.
Looking out of the window I can see the small figure of our house. And by each minute it got bigger and bigger. I start to feel my tears run down from my face, it's now that I realize I missed my home and family.
"Mom made you you're favorite cake so if she sees you crying, I don't think you'll get a piece." she laughed and held my hand.
"Don't worry I'll sneak a piece later." I gave her the tongue.
"Just letting you know that mom and dad are hosting a welcome dinner for you and everyone is gonna be there." what she meant by everyone was Theo was gonna be there.
Hadley always helped Theo with like getting me presents or helping me sneak out of the house at night so we could meet.
In our group, Hadley was the oldest so she was our mom. Hadley was the babysitter, she was always good with kids while I had no idea of anything about motherhood.
But when I started volunteering at a children's hospital for a foundation, I got more attached to children and knew a bit more about them than I did before.
"Are you gonna get out of the car or should I take you back Liz?" she snapped me out of gazing. She took my hand and led me to the front door. And before I can take a breath Hadley opens the door and I'm greeted by my mom, dad, and Daisy.
Welcome back, Liz!!!!
Daisy came running with balloons in her hands. "These balloons are very special because I spent all night blowing them and tying them to this stupid ribbon." we couldn't help but laugh at how serious she said all this.
"I'll make sure to pop this as soon as you leave hon."
"You little bi-"
"Language Daisy." my mother quickly interrupted and came to hug me. I missed the smell of my mother and her warm hugs.
My father came and hugged both me and my mother. It was the safest I have ever felt after 3 months. In their hands, I always feel like a kid, a scared kid who is afraid of what's coming for her.
"Something is missing here," Daisy said with a serious expression on her face.
"What?" my mother looked at me as curious.
"Me!!!" she jumped and joined us in our hug.
After our little hugging moment my father took me to the kitchen and we all set down to eat the amazing and delicious cake my mother baked.
People think that being rich is always about eating at fancy restaurants and going to parties, but sometimes all that feels like nothing when you have a home-baked cake to eat at home with your family.
Hey everyone! I hope you guys enjoyed the first chapter of my story. I'm so sorry for posting it late, since it accidentally got deleted.
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