Chapter 1: The Move

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Savanna POV:

Why is it that death can grab a hold of you by the neck and choke you 'till your last breath? I have never really thought about this question until last month when my mom died in a car accident. Ever since, i haven't looked at life the same. Right now my dad is driving me and my dog to North Carolina. He bought a huge house hoping that it would make me not depressed anymore. Well, that's impossible. The only  thing that could make me happy again is if my mom was with me. And of course my dad has trust issues with me after the accident. He thinks moving to a rich neighborhood, starting a new life and school, and buying me all kinds of new clothes will make me "un-suicidal." Like leaving my friends, old life, and amazing little house that reminded me of mom would make me happy! Basically, hes afraid i will slit my wrists more or even kill myself. But honestly, I am not doing that shit anymore. I cant take any more support groups and i really don't want to be the fake smiling girl with the long sleeves anymore. I looked at my phone, the new iphone 6s which dad also bought me as a bribe, and it said 3:21 A.M. It's now Wednesday and soon summer is going to end on Monday which is the first day of "Hell-School". I hate new schools. You always have your groups and poses. Makes me sick to even think about. I blast my music and rub my dog Molly's little tummy. I take one earbud out and ask dad when we will be there. "We should arrive at 8 A.M hun. Why don't you get some sleep?" I nod and lay back covering myself with a blanket and closing my eyes. Slowly i nod off dreaming of a nightmare.

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"Savanna. Hey, Savanna........Wake up." I suddenly open my eyes jerking up. I squint seeing my dad standing there with the car door open. I stretch and look around and realize we are at the house. I have already seen it a few weeks ago when we moved our stuff in. "Good Morning, wheres molly?" My dad points to the huge green yard with molly running around in circles. I laugh and hop out while i hug my Dad. "Good Drive Pops," i say grabbing my stuff. "Yeah it was. The doors unlocked." He smiles as i pass him walking up the long sidewalk to the huge door. I sigh and mumble curse words. You would think any kid would love to live in a big house, but i hate big houses. That means more cleaning, getting lost, and definitely no chance of ever playing hide and seek. I drop my stuff off in my room upstairs and my dad sits down in his office as i walk by. "I love this office, don't you?" I look up at him as i nod and walk away mumbling "Yay! that means more paperwork that keeps you locked up all day and night." I walk outside to get some air as I call out to Molly but i don't see her. "Molly! Girl....where are you girl? Molllllyyyyy!!??" I start getting scared. That dog has been with me since i was 3 years old. I start running off the sidewalk as i see Molly being petted by a guy my age. I run up to her as i study the boy. He has light brown hair, is tall, has brown eyes, and cute braces. Hes bending down petting Molly as i walk up. "Molly there you are! You scared me girl. Sorry." The boy stands up smiling. "Its ok. I love dogs and shes a cutie." He smiles again staring into my eyes as i get lost. I suddenly wake up and pick up Molly. "Hi, I'm Savanna. I just moved here from Indiana. I live in that house there." I pointed to my house as he held out his hand. I shook it, taken by surprise with his firm handshake. "Welcome to the neighborhood. I'm Weston. I live right over there." He points to a nice brick house right across from mine. I smile and say "Cool. I guess we are like neighbors then huh?" He laughs and nods as we just stand across from one another staring at each other. Molly starts trying to escape my arms as i say "Well i guess i will see you around then?" "Yah, definitely i hope." I smile as he smiles too. I turn and start walking. I casually look back and wave as he waves back. And all night, i feel tiny little patches of warmth in my body. I couldn't stop smiling. But it wasn't possible. It couldn't be possible. There's no chance of happiness for me. And soon, i slowly lose my smile as i remember all the pain in my life again. 

Weston POV:

There i was, just walking around one day and i bump into the most beautiful, sexy, cute girl in the world! She was so intriguing and i couldn't stop staring into her eyes. Her long brown hair and hazel eyes had me in a daze. She has never left my mind and i have a feeling she wont. I need to get her number. Hopefully she doesn't think i'm some weird guy who pets random dogs. I walk upstairs and change into joggers and a loose shirt. And then it hits me. She wasn't some fangirl either. I don't even think she knew who i was. I mean do they not get wifi in Indiana or something? Now its my mission to get to know her. Shes gorgeous. I open my laptop and go live. I have over 7,000 girls who would love to date me. But i sorta only want one.

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-S

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