No longer do I feel alone, no longer am I weak, no longer can words hurt me. In a few days i'll be heading back to my old house. I am not scared. I never told my aunt or my cousin but for now I think it's for the best. When I get back i'll have to deal with my parents but I could care less what they think.
My aunt said I could keep all my clothes and everything she had boughten me. she also set me up an account with a huge sum of money. I refused the money since I already have enough from working but she said she had more money than she knew what to do with.
Ive been saying my last good byes and its hard to belive I have come so far in only 3 months. I am going to miss everyone but I promised to fly back here and come see them as often as I can.
The sun is about to set as i walk to my plane. This time my aunt arranged for a private jet so id have time to think she said. The inside was huge for only one person. There was a table and chairs off to the side amd a small open bar plus a couch and tv with an endless supply of movies. To top it off i had two people to wait on me but i gave them each 200$ and told them to go home. I can make my own food etc i just need a pilot because if i tried to fly it we would fall out of the sky.
I have an apartment all ready for me. My aunt had is furbished for me all i have to do is buy the small things and anything else i want. Im scared but over all im ready for a clean slate. I want to get back at Cole. Maybe Ill toy with his emotions. After everything he did i want his pain to be the kind that haunts him. Beating him up would just be embarassing on his behalf. I want him to fall in love with me. Once hes fallen ill rip his heart out. Ill have him wrapped around my finger.
School doesnt start for another 2 weeks but i figured id have time to adjust. Theres a few things i want to pick up. I have probably a million dollars in my account but to me money means nothing so the accound might as well have a dollar. Bonnie is a millionare from being a CEO to some huge business on top of her hospital job. I dont know how to repay her for all thats shes done. Shes done for for me than she may ever understand.
I went from wearing old, stained clothes that were to big to really low cut, tight shirts, smokey make up, skinny jeans, high heals and leather jackets and a drop dead body. I mean i was never over weight but i was tiny because of being beat up and lack of money to buy food. Now im toned and have an outline of abs. Plus im tan from being out side so much.
Wonder what my parents think of my absence. Maybe they think i was kidnapped or something. Im sure they are happy as hell. Maybe they sold the house. I guess i could care less because of the memories but its also the only place i ever had to run to and be safe. Maybe ill buy the house from them and fix it up and add a second story on. Ill prove my parents wrong about me being worthless. They dont need to see how confident ive becomes but just knowing my self will feel the same. I dont want my parents but every one needs them.
Its hard to wake up and think your own flesh and blood doesn't want you. To know they dont care and could care less if you die. It kills me to think that in their eyes im worthless and a nucence. Put your self in my shoes... what if your parents just walked out on you like you were never there in the first place and told you that you were a peice of shit and no one will ever care about you.
I could finally feel the jet going down. I went to check my make up and there were tear stains all over my face. As the door opened and the steps came down i wipped my tears away and put a confident smile on my face. No more tears.
The valet driver drove my new black lamborghini aventador. I dont even want to know what Bonnie paid for it. I think id fall over dead if i knew. I refused the car but she wouldnt listen and she had it shipped here along with a few other cars. I just shook my head and jumped in. My apartment was an hour away in a taxi but in my car id be there a lot quicker, first i need to stop by my old house. Im going to stick out like a soar thumb in this town of 20,000 people with this car probably so ill just drive my car that i paid for and had re furbished.

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