Chapter 1- The Beginning

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Hi, I’m Kayley. I’m eighteen years old. I live in New York City. I am an only child. Well I have an older brother but we lost touch about two years ago and I don’t know anything about his where abouts. I’m a senior with two weeks to go before I leave for college. I have no family and no I’m not an orphan.

Let me go back.

*flashback*~

 I answer the door at ten o’clock at night and it’s the police.

 “Are you you Kayley Andrews?” 

 “Yes, what’s going on?”

 “Your parents were just in a car accident and neither of them made it out alive. I’m sorry.”

 “This can’t be.”

 “I’m sorry for loss.”

 I close the door after the police leave, grab my car keys and drive to where the accident was.

 I arrive on the scene and it was a three car crash. A black SUV, a green Jeep grand cherokee and my parents’ car (a white Honda civic). My parents’ car being the car in between the other cars. The SUV wasn’t damaged to bad, the fender was messed up but that was it and the Jeep was dented in the front, but that was nothing compared to damage of my parents’ car. 

It looked like it had been pushed together and glued back together again. The back of the car was almost in line with the front of the car and the car was sideways so the Jeep had rammed my parents’ car on the passenger side, where my mom was sitting and pushed it into the SUV which then damaged the driver’s side.

None of the police would let me in front of the yellow tape. No matter how many times I told them that they were my parents, they just didn’t care. 

 I was alone. I had no one to go to.

 ~*~ end of flashback ~*~

I am currently living with my friend Abby. She has a step brother that is our age but he lives in California, so I am the closest thing to a real sibling she has.

I’m not a big fan on being the center of attention so I don’t have a lot of friends. I just like to focus on my music. I have found that all this anger and sadness I have had bottled up, make for good songwriting lyrics. 

Before my parents passed away, I had been a part of the drama department and a member of the cheerleading squad, then after, I had all this sadness and anger that I wanted to stay out of the spotlight and I guess I just have never gone back. That was about a year ago. Since I was taken as a “guest” to Abby’s parents I am living in the basement. It’s a nice place, I can be alone without having to worry about playing the guitar or the piano too loudly. 

I have written a few songs already. That is why I am going to college. I am going to major in music. I am going to UCLA in Los Angeles. That’s a far way from New York, but if I make it in the music industry it will be worth it. 

I’m the girl who sits alone at lunch and sits in the back of the classroom that doesn’t talk. I am in all AP classes and have started packing for college. I’m leaving right after graduation. 

My parents left me with all their money, their house and the other car. I have enough money to get through me at least a year of college expenses and possibly an apartment. 

While I go to school in California, Abby is going to Florida University to play volleyball. We couldn’t be further apart. They are on opposite sides of the country. I’m getting a fresh start, to put my past behind me and focus on my future.  

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Graduation was finally here. I don’t want to do this but this is the only thing keeping me from leaving for California. I needed to get out of here. It reminded me too much of my parent’s and my past. 

Abby and I sat next to each other since we were sat in alphabetical order. We stood and waited in line to go up on stage and receive of diploma. 

I look out and see all the parents sitting in the audience. Knowing my parents aren’t here physically made me hurt, but knowing they were closer than ever gave me the courage to walk across that stage with my head held high. 

“Kaylee Andrews.” I step up the stairs, one by one, walk across, shake the hands of the teachers and administration and walk off the stairs, sit back down and fall apart in tears.

“Abby Brooks.”

She runs up, almost tripping over the stairs. Shakes the principals hand and crosses the stage and walks down the stairs. 

She sees me sitting, with my face in my hands and pulls my hands out from under so I am forced to look at her. 

“Kayley, it’s going to be alright. They love you!”

I was bawling. I needed to leave now. Me missing my parents is worse than anything else I have had to go through.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I introduce you to the class of 2014.”

Everyone throws their caps in the air while I sneak out of the ceremony, Abby following so I can get home, grab my stuff and leave.

~*~* at the airport *~*~*

I get my ticket and off to board the plane I go. Before I enter the flight gate, I turn the Abby, give a big hug. 

“Thank you for everything. From being my best friend and letting me live with you to being there for me when I needed it most.”

I pull away and both of us are in tears. I can’t believe the whole time I wanted to get out of New York, I didn’t think that I would probably never see my best friend again. 

“I’m always here for you Kay. Have fun.”

I turn, pick up my bags and off to California I go. 

Here goes nothing. 

HEY GUYS! THIS IS A PREVIEW OF MY NEW EMBLEM 3 FANFIC. I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT. I AM GOING TO CONTINUE WRITING THIS BUT AFTER I FINISH MY HARRY STYLES ONE. IHTM.YM. THAT SHOULD BE UP EITHER THIS WEEK OR WEEKEND.   LOVE YOU ALL -MARISSA <3

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