Sent Away

❶The Send Off

（＾∇＾）Daniella t(-.-t)

My eyes were closed as I found a comfortable position on the cold cement floor. Now, I could be sitting on the wooden bench hanging from the back wall by a sturdy chain on either side of it, but where's the fun in that?

This isn't the first time I've been in a holding cell, hell, I've been in an actual jail cell before! Either way, I prefer the floor.

"Williams!" Officer Charles called out to me from the other side of the metal bars.

I opened my eyes slowly, watching my long black lashes pass my vision slightly and looked up at him, "My mom here already?"

"Yeah. Up and at 'em Daniella," he sighed saying my name, feeling the difference in how it sounds now compared to when it was said before.

This routine is way too over done. I remember when I was younger I used to pretend to be a cop and I'd "help" around this small police station in this small town of Crescent Hills. But it hasn't been the same since I started being the one put behind the bars.

My black skinny jeans hung low on my waist in contrast to my baby barf green tank top that clings to my average upper body. I paired them off with my favorite high top vans and my left wrist had several bracelets pilled on, two rubber band bracelets that James made me, one matches his and the other he made for me just because, a duck tape bracelet Cathy made for me way back in freshman year, when we were still friends, a charm bracelet, and a tied piece of rope. On my right hand I wore a rustic dirtying gold ring.

Walking around the jail, everyone seemed to of noticed me due to my choice of clothing, which is nothing like what I used to wear way back when.

I looked up making accidental eye contact with my mom. She looked tired with her brown hair which is starting to grey, pale face which looks nothing like her sun kissed skin she had (which matched mine) from when she was younger, and her hazel eyes have long lost the sparkle in them.

She gave Charles 'the look' which says 'thank you so much, I'm sorry about my daughter, I'm sorry about the problem she created and I'll get her out of your hair' and looked at me before sighing, "Let's go Daniella."

Once we were in her car, mom started driving and as she drove she seemed to get a little angrier.

"I can't handle this anymore Daniella, me and your dad both. You aren't a good influence on James either-"

"And you are?!" I snapped.

She practically growled lowly at me, but hey, at least I'm honest.

"That's it missy! You're going to Constellation Woods," she shouted driving faster.

"I'm not going to that shitty town across the state!"

"And why not?"

"You grew up there and I have no intentions on being anything like you!" I hissed, I may have her looks, but I'll never be anything like that spawn of Satan.

After my statement my mom took a heavy intake for air before shakily blowing it out between her clenched teeth, creating a faint hissing blow of wind.

I could see and practically feel the sadness that's she's emitting and hiding behind her eyes. I suppose you could say that my mother and I aren't exactly 'best friends', but we were, we used to be, way back when...

"You're going to Constellation Woods. You are going to stay with Crissy and Jonas. You are going to respect them. And you will stay there for the whole summer. Understood?" She stated hastily point by point.