Chapter 1: Time For Change

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Chapter 1

"Delilah Elizabeth Jones come downstairs right now." My mother yelled from downstairs, I could almost feel the anger radiating from her tone.

As i made my way downstairs I turned my gaze to my mother and father staring at me. 

"Yes mom?" I Questioned

"I believe I asked you, no I told you to clean the kitchen when you got home from work but what do you know, the kitchen is a mess!?" My mother yelled to me. I could tell she wasn't just mad about this, this was defiently something she had been bottling inside her for a while.

"Mom i'm sorry, I was practing one of the songs I wrote on guitar and I lost track of time, it won't happen next time I promise." I told her

"Delilah, why can't you be more responsibe, we agreed to let you take a year off university and stay here so you could figure out what you wanted with life, but lately I just don't know, you've been too busy doing God knows what with guitar and your journals that you havent taken any time to do anything productive!" My mom yelled out. I could feel the tears threatning to spill from the brims of my eyes. 

"Why don't I just leave then, I'm sure you and dad would be much happier without me!" I screamed at my mother and ran upstairs. I slammed my door shut, waiting for her to run after me and say 'Sorry baby, Please stay' But she never did. So I ran to my closet and began to throw my clothes in a large douffle bag. Tears were spilling from my eyes as i threw my belongings into the bag. I packed up my guitar and threw my journals into the bag, I grabbed my laptop and went online to look at tickets from San Fransisco California to different places. I decided that if I was ever going to get my mind off things then i would need to go far away, so i decided on a small town in England called Holmes Chapel. It seemed like a nice place, So i purchased a plane ticket that departed at 12:00pm tomorrow and payed for it wiht my Dad's debit card, it's not like he'd care, my family was well off i'd say.

I closed my laptop, I was leaving tomorrow for sure and there was nothing that was stopping me. I drifted off into a soft slumber that took away all of the pain.

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