He Changed Me

Prologue: Welcome To Washington DC

I never thought I'd ever do something like this in my entire life.

I'm going to live with my dad for the next few years of my life? Seriously?

Someone kill me now, please. I can't believe I'm about to see this man after we've been apart for so long.

I can barely remember how he looks like or how his voice sounds in person instead of on a phone call.

I sit down with all my bags and look around and try to find any familiar faces that I might recognise and instantly know that that's my dad.

My dad that I barely know.

My dad, that left me.

My dad, that was never the dad that he was supposed to be.

Fucking dad.

When I can't find him, I sigh and then take out my phone and try to call him but as usual, he doesn't answer.

Is he even going to come and get me? Does he even remember that I'll be staying at his home for the next two to four years of my life? Does he even remember his daughter?

I sigh and then sit back on the chair and take my Airpods and decide that he'll be here when he's here.

Meanwhile, I can sit here and just relax and reflect on how my life is about to change.

I can't decide if my world is going to change for the worse or for the better.

I mean, I'm about to move into my dad's house for the next few years of my life.

I'll meet the woman that he cheated on my mom with, and I'll have to deal with her for the most part because she's my stepmother.

It will be so uncomfortable and awkward there with just the three of us there.

I can already imagine the silent dinners, the tension between us all, the forced family act when guests come over.

The funny part is that I won't feel uncomfortable or awkward. I'll just be upset and angry at her and how she knew damn well that dad was a married man with a whole family and still decided to break my family that I never even got to experience having.

Everyone will feel the pain I have in me through the house, and one day, I'm going to explode.

One day, I'm not going to be able to keep in all my bottled up emotions, and they'll all just burst out at once.

Every single one of them.

Sadness, anger, fear, anxiety, and pain.

They're all going to come out at once that I won't even be able to handle all of that myself.

Though, I am happy I left Boston to make a new life here, I guess. Even though, almost everything and everyone I had was in Boston.

Back in Boston, I might not have had the best life, but I did have the best friends in school.

All seven of them. Nevaeh, Riley, Kali, Demi, Heidi, Esme, and Ashleigh.

I even miss the boys in our friend group. Elijah, Cade, Dylan, Jamie, Caleb, and Seven.

I miss Mom. She was a mess when I left yesterday to be here, but she was happy that I was growing up and finally deciding not to just go through my new life on my own, but to also try and fix my relationship with my father.

I miss Rhodes. He was upset to see me leave. Rhodes still goes to college in Boston so he can stay at home and take care of Mom and still go to college at the same time. Now he's the only child Mom has left at home.