The Plan -Louis Tomlinson-

Chapter One: Leave Home

I drove down the narrow, abandoned road. You would think it was a desert if it wasn't raining. Sand covered the land. Nothing was seen for miles. I couldn't have known where I was going besides north. Sooner or later I would run out of road. Then what? I think back and wonder how I got here.

Am I so self pity that I ruin others lives for my own? How could I be so stupid? I was such a naive girl. I lost everything and everyone that was important to me for a stupid plan. I was sure it was great one, too.

What had happen to leave it so expose? I was so careful not to tell anyone. I spent hours thinking about how everything would work out. I planned every minute of it. I never left anything out. Step by step of how it would work out. My only mistake was not think about the consequences.

Did I really imagine in the end it would be like some fairy tale? I knew the pain that came with the plan; I just never thought I couldn't handle. The worst part was losing him. I went through with this plan just to have him, and I lost him. When I think about it, it was overall a great plan....

I ran into my room and slammed my door shut. The quicker I hurry the sooner I get this done. I scurried to the bottom of my bed -- pulling out my brown duffel bag. It was the biggest bag I had so I had to pack everything inreplaceable. I grabbed all my records(my birth date certificate, social security card, license, etc.) and shoved a few bits of clothes and some money I've been saving up. I paused and looked around.

My room still looked the same. It was like nothing was missing. I couldn't bring everything with me since I only had one bag and one trip. I sighed knowing I was going to miss this place, but it was for the best. I thought about my mom.

My dad had left when I was only 2. I was all my mom had. We've always been on our own. Money was never low. Mom had a decent job to take care of the both of us, but now she would only have to worry about herself.

I guess I can't say I was literally all my mom had; she has many friends who will help her get through it so she's not completely alone. She probably wouldn't even know what was until I am officially gone. By then, it would be way too late.

"Fiona, dear, what's wrong?" mom spoke as she walked up the stairs towards my room. I thought quick and locked the door. I needed to finish now and leave. I snatched up my phone and ran into the bathroom, standing on the toilet. My mom's footsteps gain closer while I slammed my phone down the hardest I could on the ground. My mom's footsteps sped up until she finally reached my door. "Fiona!" I could hear the handle of my door turn rapidly while my mom banged on the door. "Fiona! Unlock this door!"

I carefully got off the toilet and place my shattered phone pieces in the toilet and flushed it. My mom continually banged on the door, waiting for me to unlock it.I wish there was an easier way, but there isn't.

"God, mom! Just leave me alone!"

I walked out of the bathroom and grabbed my bag. I ran my hand through my hair and looked around my room one last time. I had everything I needed. I turned towards the door and sighed. My mom was still banging on it as she screamed my name. I grabbed the door knob and quickly unlocked it as I opened it and practical ran out the door with my mom following me.

"Fiona, where are you going?" I keep walking trying to avoid the answer. I hate lying. I really did, but it's the only way she would let me go. "Fiona! Answer me when I'm talking to you!"

She grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. It happen so quick I didn't even know what to do. Instead, I stood there staring at her. We looked nothing a like. I had natural long brown wavy hair while she had wild puffy red hair. I was fair skinned while she was as tan as an Indian. My eyes were bright green while her's were light brown. Besides our noses, we were complete opposites.

If my birth certificate didn't say so, I would think I was adopted. My mom told me I got my looks from my dad. I guess that's not the only think I got from him. My mom's eyes teared up like she knew what was about to happen, but I don't think she fully understood what she knew.

"Fiona." A single tear dropped from my mom's eyes. "Where are you going?" I hated seeing her like this, but in the end, everything will be okay.

"Away."

I was scared. My voice barely came above a whisper. I could feel my hands begin to tremble. Mom was so fragile at the moment. It was like she was a peaceful baby sleeping and I was scared to wake her, except it was the exact opposite now. She was disturb. I can imagine what the thought of me leaving was doing to her. If breaking my mom's heart was the plan, then I succeed way past success.

Mom cleared her voice as she spoke, "when are you coming back?"

Mom looked down. I knew she could tell when I was lying, and I don't think she wanted to hear the actual truth because the thing is I was never coming back. I was starting a new life that she couldn't be involve in. There's things in that new life I would have to do that I didn't want her to know about. Although she would always love me, I know deep down she would look at me in disguist. I couldn't take her looking at me that way. It hurt to much to even think about it.

"Some day." and with that I walked out the door just like my father, ruining my mother's heart.

I placed my bag in the backseat then climbed in the driver's side. This way it. There is no turning back. I put my key in the ignition and started up the car. Hopefully it had enough gas to get me to where I was going because it was going to be a long drive. I pulled out of my driveway and drove ahead on the road, taking one glance in my rear mirror. I watched as my home faded behind the trees. [Step one: Leave home.] Check.