Just Another Bad Boy Story

Chapter one: Bye Bye New York

”Haley, hurry up we’re leaving in 10”, my mom screams. I can’t belive this is happening, the last six moths have been the worst in my life. First of all my dad died in a car accident, a accident that was my fault. I was in the driver seat, my dad was in the passenger seat trying to teach me how to drive, I was about to turn left when a car came right against us in full speed and hit our car. I survived but my dad didn’t, the other car had hit my dads side and he died right away. Ever since that day I have been blaming myself for his death, I mean if I wouldn’t have turned left my dad would still be alive. But the cops told me that I wasn’t doing anything wrong, it was the other driver who made the mistake, he was drinking and driving. Still I can’t help but blaming myself, I nagged on him, telling him that I wanted to drive just on that day. He was my everything and it kills me slowly to know that I'm the reason he's dead. I don't know how I will survive without him, I've barely managed to survive these months, how am I supposed to live the rest of my life without him by my side.My dad was, and still is, my hero. Every night I cried, he was always there for me, telling me that everything was going to be alright.

My mom hasn’t been herself since the day my dad died, she is always up to something, always working and I think it’s because she don’t want to be home, with all the memories of dad, and I can’t blame her. So now we are moving, my mom got a new job in Florida, so she decided to move there. All my life I have lived in New York, a big city with many lights and loud noises, and now all of sudden I’m moving to a small town, or maybe not so small but compared to New York it is small. I pack down the last things in my room and take a last look around, embrace the memories one last time before I walk away.A tear make it's way out of the corner of my eye, and I wipe it away. I take a deep breath and lift the last box up in my arms and walks out to my mother and brother, who is standing in the doorway. My mom looks at me with a grin on her face, she was right when she told me and Ethan that it is for the best to move away, to re-build our lifes in a new place and try to forget the pain.

”Ready to go sweetie?” I look into my mom's eyes before I take a deep breath.

”Yes”, I say with a smile, or at least an attempt to a smile. Ethan starts to laugh at my attempt and I give him a if-only-looks-could-kill look before heading out of the door and walk out of my old life.

Two days and a sleepover in North Carolina, later we were finally here, Ormond Beach. My mom stopped the car outside a hotel named Super 8, I have to say it looks pretty cozy.

”Mom, how long have you planned for us to live on a hotel?”

”It’s only for tonight Ethan, the trucks with our stuff comes tomorrow morning, we are meeting them and the broker by our new house tomorrow morning”, my mom says with a smile. I smile as I look out the window. My mom opens her door, and I follow her and Ethan stays in the car with his headphones plugged in listening to Flo Rida. I roll my eyes at my brother’s sense of humor and I follow my mum to the reception desk. A women in her late twenties with blond hair and green eyes looks up at us with a grin.

”Good evening, can I help you?” she asks with a velvety voice.

“Yes, I have booked a room for tonight”

“Your name?”

“Alison Stokes”, my mum says and sends me a big smile, I smile back at her then going back to looking at the reception clerk.