A/N:Hey there ! so heres th 5th chapter, it has not yet been edited but it will be soon !!
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I was nearing to the bus station and all I can think of is how my life is going to be now. Is it going to be totally ruined or will I become a lawyer, like how I wanted.
“Ma’am” the taxi driver’s voice sounds tired and cold
“Yes”
“That will be $20.00”
“oh, right sure” I handed his over the twenty dollars, I just wanted to be in Cali now and away from all this drama, from the death of my parents and from the hurt I have received and caused. I wonder if someone found the note I left. Nahhh probably not, I only hope that Julia isn’t mad. After all I have just run away. I grabbed my luggage and found myself walking towards the entrance of the bus station I sighed and stared walking. I reached the ticket office; the lady behind the glass looked so... so tired. I couldn’t even start to imagine why.
“Hello, how may I help you” she asked in a impolite way, to be honest I couldn’t give a rats ass on whether she likes me or not.
“Can I buy a ticket to California?”
“Sure, whatever, it’s going to cost you $81.00” She’s so rude, what’s her problem
“Okay” I replied as bluntly as possible, I had cash and a card, so money wasn’t a problem, I also knew that my parents left money in their will. I feel somewhat guilty for their death, maybe it was because I was in so much shock I couldn’t even realise what was happening...Damn it Isabella if you want to start over you better stop thinking like that.
I took my ticket and walked over to the bus, I was right on time, I decided to put my luggage in the cabinets up above my seat and my rucksack next to the seat I was sitting on which was next to the window. I put in my earphones in and started to listen to music, I felt the bus move... Finally, I was finally going to leave Nashville and never comeback, well that’s my plan anyway. I started listening to rudimental waiting all night. I was passing all of the places I’ve been to when I was a kid-when my parents were alive- before I notice what was happening I started to cry, I hushed myself. I didn’t want anyone to hear or see me crying.
*28 hours later*
The bus stopped and came to an end. I was at California, I was actually here gave my aunt Bethany a call halfway to Cali, I told her I’ll text her when I’m at California national bus station. True to my words I texted my aunt ‘I’m here, when will you come to pick me up?’ my aunt replied in a moment with ’I’m on my way darling I’ll be there in 10’ I put my phone away and started walking towards the benches in front of the parking lot.
I sat there for 12 minutes waiting for Aunt Bethany to come I was just about to text her when I heard a honk, as I looked up I heard my aunt’s voice
“Isabella dear, I’m sorry I’m late” she said with a worried expression.
“Aunt Bethany, you’re only two minutes late”
“Yeah well I’m still sorry”
“Well then in that case I accept your unneeded apology”
“How about you get into the car and wait for me?”
“Alright” It took her a few minutes to put away my suitcase, or that’s how long I think it took her, I’m so tired due to the bus ride that made me nauseous and anguished, sitting on a bus for 28 hours is so not my thing.
