The Girl With the Scars

Chapter Twenty-Five

Selena Gomez-Love will remember.

You said you loved me.

I take a deep breath watching him escape into the room. I turn around as Jake places his hand on my shoulder giving me a sympathetic smile. I walk away from him and into the kitchen placing my hands on either side of the sink closing my eyes I try building up some courage, fighting the urge of becoming weak again.

All your promises, what happened to that?

Boom gone, we move on.

I try to ignore the burning constriction in my chest and stomach as I walk past everyone in the lounge area. I look up and say the words that I dreaded to say.

“Goodbye guys” I say. I thought they would be too angry with me to even say bye but they proved me wrong when they each gave me a small hug.

I walked up to Jake whose gaze was fixed on the wooden floor.

“Promise me you’ll still text” He said.

“I can’t make any promises” I say hugging him.

“Keep me updated on Jay okay” I ask and he nods.

“He’s just really unstable right now, don’t go” He says trying to convince me to stay, but I saw it in Spencer’s eyes, he wanted me to leave and honestly it was the best move to make at this point. I couldn’t stay here and distract him constantly putting his and his friend’s lives in danger.

“I’m so so sorry” I whisper, not to anyone in particular but they understood. I made my way to the door and slowly got into the taxi that I had called a while ago.

***

“Mom?” I call entering the house after a fairly long taxi ride.

“Oh gosh honey” She says emerging from the kitchen and enveloping me into a tight hug. I couldn’t hold the tears anymore being embraced in her arms.

“Mom” I whisper crying.

Everything that I had been blocking out just came hurdling down like a heavy rock on me and I cried until it felt like there were no more tears left in my body.

“I just got back yesterday” She explained. I told her about what happened while I was there and she sighed stroking my hair. This was definitely the most motherly like she had ever been with me and it was strangely comforting. I never had her there for me before and it really was needed.

“Mom I don’t know what to do” I said burying my face into the palms of my hand and leaning my elbows onto my knees. She stroked my back soothingly.

“Honey it’s clearly not safe here anymore and I was thinking” She started; I sat up straighter looking her in the eyes as she continued.

“We’re moving” She says and I furrow my eyebrows.

“Mom I don’t think moving houses will make much of a difference” I said.

“I meant countries” She said. I contemplated it for a moment, I hadn’t really had much left here anymore, no friends, no family other than my mom and Spencer wasn’t in the picture anymore. I finished school so why did I still feel something holding me back?

“I think that’s a great idea mum” I said and she smiled.

“Its settled then, I’ll try to get tickets for as soon as possible” She said getting up, she hugged me once more before leaving upstairs to her room.

**

It had been over three weeks since the day I left. Every morning I found it harder and harder to wake up, not seeing a reason to anymore. Spencer didn’t call or text even once, not that I expected him to, but I couldn’t deny that every time my phone buzzed I secretly hoped it was him.