Twisted

Chapter One: Introducing Diamond Toro

     Valentine and I are filling out our transfer forms for  Brasov,Transylvania, with the black skies, and the black uniforms, and the black trees, black, black, and more black, I don't know, I don't mind that much, it's just I love Italy, Ma wants me to transfer, at least I get to go with my best friend. Valentine and I met in second grade and we've clicked ever since, but she's pretty chill about it all, I guess I could get used to it, but leaving Italy, I just hate the thought of it, but I gotta go sometime in life.  Valentine looked like she was lost in space blankly looking at her transfer form. 

  " You almost done?  We're leaving in two days and I gotta go shopping for the uniforms and crap." I asked rolling my eyes.

"Umm, well, not exactly.." Valentine said looking up slowly.

"alright well hurry up. We've got business to do, people to see, clothes to be bought." I said with my matter of fact voice, pointing my finger in the air sarcastically.

  Valentines slams her pencil on the desk, runs over to the nice lady with friendly eyes at the front desk and hands her, her form, she jumped towards me almost knocking me off the seat.

"Bye!" she said, I grabbed the back of her shirt.

"where do you think you're going?" I asked tilting my right eyebrow up. Shes always been so fricking hyper, and weird it's why I love her I guess.

"Away from you!" She said in that bratty way shes so good at, she pushed my hand away and faced me, I rolled my eyes handed the lady my transfer form and left. I walked out to my 1967 Chevy Impala, my baby, I hop in the car and drive off to my house.

I park on my side of the side walk and my mom greets me at the door.

"Hi sweets, I just got off the phone with your doctor in Brasov, and I've set you up with a new psychiatrist also. And your new pills arrived." She said smiling.

"Thanks, ma." I kiss her on the cheek, grab my pills from the counter and walk up the stairs, reading the directions on the bottle, and suddenly when I reach the top of the stairs I'm tumbling towards the floor, I look up, great, its my brother Miles.

"Watch where you're going, shorty." he said stepping over my whole body, hes 6'5 and I'm three years older than him and I'm only 5'3 and in my opinion that's not that short. Ah, my door, safety. I open my door and collapse on my bed, then there's a ticking on my window, I get up to investigate, and its my boyfriend, Luke, in my tree. I open the window, and he jumps into my room, I hug him like ill never see him again, I haven't told him about Brasov, and my mom wont let him through the front door or at all because she wants us to have space, because she thinks it'll be easier. I begin to cry. He picks me up and sits on my bed and curls me up in a ball on his lap, a ball of embarrassing sobs and tears. 

"Diamond, what happened? are you okay? Are you having an anxiety attack? whats going on?" He asked. I was diagnosed with anxiety when I was ten prescribed pills when I was twelve and I've been in therapy for seven years, but that wasn't the reason I was crying, I was going to miss him. I pulled myself together and unwrapped his arms that were around me and sat facing him cross-legged.

"Luke, I'm transferring to Brasov,Transylvania.. for a year or two.." I pause to study his reaction. and he is not exactly happy, there were tears gathering in his waterline, and his face was twisted into a painful reaction that only said one thing.. 'Why didn't you tell me?'.  "I was going to tell you earlier.. I just I lost all senses to react when my mom told me she wanted me to transfer, all I thought of was you, I-I just couldn't see what I'm seeing on your face right now. I am so sorry I didn't tell you." He just sat there staring at me and a tear fell, and he grabbed me, pulled me closer and held me tight, I began to cry again.