Gabriella's P.O.V
(Gabriella and Kylie's picture above )
"Gabby come on it's time to leave", I heard my mom shout.
I took one last look at the barren room which use to be my bedroom. The emptiness of the place scared me, leaving this house meant losing a part of me. I had lived here all my life and moving away from all the wonderful memories was killing me inside.
Wiping away a few tears that I hadn't been able to control I stood up . Taking one last look my room I jogged through my entire home one last time.
As soon as I reached outside, I saw my parents impatiently waiting in the car looking agitated.
I signed and entered the backseat beside my 13 year old sister.
"Sorry for the wait guys" I muttered fetching out my earphones.
"Whatever, just buckle in quick so we can leave already"
"Jeez I'm sorry okay, I'm just gonna miss this place. It's our home Kylie. We've made so many memories out there."
Me and my sister were close, but she was at that teen stage where she suffered mood swings. Trust me it was weird to see her snapping randomly, I swear I wasn't ever like this during my early teens. Wonder where she got that from.
"Memories with us or that one night that you snuck your boyfriend in" my mom said.
Ouch mom low blow.
As soon as those words escaped her mouth the color from my face drained.
"Mommm " I stuttered " nothing happened that night for gods sake. I have told you this a million times. Please!" I whimpered
My dad saw my state thought the rear view mirror and sighed.
"Hey guys cut this out. We trust you okay gabby. Let's all not fight okay. We're moving to a new city, it's kind of like a new start. We stick by each other okay, let's not start this new journey by fighting okay."
That's my dad to you'll. Always the one trying to be cool and composed. He rarely got mad and that's something I marveled him for.
My dad was not a very cool dad but he was definitely the mist understanding one.
He was the person who I could confide in.
As we passed the the city, I remembered all my happy times here.
The park where I spent most of my childhood with. The school through whims corridors I passed everyday. The mall where me and my best friend spent most of our time at. The restaurant I had my first date in. The cinema my sister and I went to frequently.
The past few years may have been hard on me but it wasn't like I hadn't had my fair share of joy and happiness.
Maybe leaving this city and starting fresh would end up being good for me.
As I unlocked my phone I saw lot of messages from friends and classmates saying they'll miss me.
I saw that I was tagged in a picture on Instagram by my bestfriend, Christina.
It was a collage of pictures of us literally from the time we were in kindergarten to junior year snaps. "Gabby I'm gonna miss you so much, bitch please don't leave me in the last year😭👯❤️"
I smiled and commented," I love you Chris, Dw we can Skype and visit during weekends. Call you as soon as I step in my new house❤️."
Looking out I saw we had just crossed the city borders. Miami please be good to me was the last thought before I drifted asleep.
A/n
This is dedicated to hepburnettes❤️ She's one of the best writers who has helped me realise the power of realistic writing! 💕
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