2 days later:
My mom is leaving, she's going to stay with my aunt ruby in downtown Los Angeles. I hadn't seen my aunt ruby in years, since we had moved to California I didn't see moms side of the family. I stood behind Adam as my mom picked up her bags, "well thanks for having me, it was nice meeting you Adam" she said smiling at Adam. "Bye Lola, you know where I am if you need me" she said trying the hug me. I stepped aside "yeah bye" I said shrugging my shoulders and heading to the kitchen. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her hand Adam something, I didn't care what it was. I heard the front door shut as Adam appeared in the kitchen his arms folded "well that was awkward" he said. "Never mind, you know exactly why I don't want anything to do with her" I said turning round to look at him. "Here, read this." Adam said uncrossing his arms and holding out and envelope. "And this is what exactly?" I asked taking it. "Its a letter from your mom, read it" Adam replied. I threw the envelope down on the side "not thanks id rather not" I said stubbornly. "Fine don't then, I've got to pop out for an hour. Im needed at the studio, do you want to come?" Adam questioned. "No thanks I'll stay here, I have stuff to do" I said. "Ok babe, wont be long" he said hugging me. "Bye babe" I said kissing his neck.
I heard Adams boots head up the hallway and the front door shutting. My moms letter was on the side, I picked it up to throw it away but something stopped me. Did I really want to throw it away, maybe I should read it. My head says throw it and my heart is telling me not to, which one do I go with? I sat down at the table fiddling with the envelope, I ripped it open and started reading.
Dear Lola, I don't know where to start. I am sorry that I was never there for you, I was so wrapped up your dad I didn't realise how our fighting was affecting you. When I found your letter the day you ran away it felt as though the walls were closing in around me. Your dad decided he was going to do something, he made me think it was because he didn't like e being upset. It wasn't I didn't realise this until Phil was arrested, your dad decided he was going to use Phil to find out where you were. He dragged me along with him, that time when we came round. Your dad kept shouting every name under the sun at you, when I slapped you. I didn't know what I had become, I regretted it as soon as I had done it and have done ever since. I don't expect you to forgive me straight away, but I hope over time we can go back to how we were before your dad turned into a monster.
I should have believed you, you knew he was bad news. I hate the fact that I have let you down these past few years, and im glad you have Adam. He's been there for you when it should have been me, you make me so proud. I hope that you can find it in you're heart to try and forgive me, I just want my daughter back. I've lost so many people, family and friends I couldn't bare to loose you to. All my love mom x
I put the envelope down as brushed a stray tear from my eye, I never knew my mom felt like this. I put the letter in my bag and ran upstairs, I rummaged in the cupboard for the box with my things in. I pulled out a leopard print notebook, my diary. In it I had written everything, getting expelled, the drugs, the drinking everything. I flung it in my bag and headed out the front door. I climbed into the car and drove up the road towards the interstate. The Los Angeles sign popped up at the side of the road, wow 3 and a half hours drive later and I was finally here. Just another half hour and I would be at my aunts.
As I pulled into a street lined with palm trees memories came flooded back. I used to live down this road with my mom before she married my dad. He insisted we move to California, I had to say goodbye to my friends and my family and move to a place where I knew no one. I remember my aunts house, it always smelt like lavender and cooking. My aunt used to bake cookies every time I went round. I missed that, when I was younger I hated California. I never fitted in anywhere because they were all preppy stuck up kids. I drove up my aunts driveway, the house looked exactly as I remembered it. I took a deep breath and got out of the car, and knocked on the door.
