I walked along the shoreline. Looking out at how amazingly beautiful the reflection of the moon looked on water.
If only I could live here. With all the peace and quiet. I was completely happy having to live with my godparents. Always cheerful and full of ideas.
My godparents reminded me a lot of my mom. She was always happy, smiling, adventurous. a simple smile could make my whole day happy. A simple look with those blue eyes, brown hair put up into a ponytail. Unlike my dad with his dark brown eyes and black hair.
He was so much completely different that I always wondered if I was his daughter. He was rarely in a good mood. But I guess it was all the stress he carried. Having not just one, but two families. I was his last child. Only daughter. His other children were 3 boys.
All trouble makers who only added more anger and stress to my dad. Taking care of a 18, 16 and 14 year olds wasn't easy for him. After all the trouble they started bringing when they were kids, my father separated his first wife- Pauli. About a month later he met my mother- Kylie- and married her after 2 months of dating.
After 3 weeks of marriage, my mom got pregnant and had me. We had a happy life until I turned 3 and Pauli decided it was time to ask my dad for child support. Since then, he's had to work day and night to pay for 3 unwanted boys and 1 daughter and loving wife. We were the only two people who would keep him calm and happy.
I just wish I could see my parents one last time and say goodbye to them. They died 3 weeks ago in a plane incident. They found my parents' bodies along with many others. Since then my Godparents had custody of me.
But recently a judge decided Pauli was going to have full custody of me since she was my step-mom. She was nice and kind to me whenever she would be at my house for the past birthday parties my parents would throw me. Her sons were nice as well, but only to me cause I was their half sister and cause we have a few things in common.
I was just nervous because instead of living here in Rockaway, Oregon, I had to live somewhere in Maine. The scary thing is I know not a single soul over there. I'm not sure I'll even be popular enough for them. I was mostly worried I'd lose the kindness my half brothers and step-mom gave me because they are the only family I have left. I was scared they were going to get tired of having me around a lot.
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"Are you ready for your God daddy to take you to the airport?"
"I wish I wasn't. But I guess I can't really keep avoiding this day... I must go." I didn't really want to see her face because I hated seeing her sad eyes.
"She's your stepmom and you have to accept your destiny is with her." As she talked, she walked towards me. "And we all have to accept it." She wrapped one arm around my neck and layed her chin on my shoulder.
"Yea. Because 'Everything happens for a reason'." I leaned my head a little on hers and put one hand over her arm.
I could tell she was smiling that I remembered that she taught me that quote.
"Exactly!" She kissed my cheek and headed towards the luggage that was left on the bed.
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Story Of Us (ON HOLD)
Teen FictionShe has to start a new life with her stepmom and her 3 older half brothers. She fears things won't go right with new friends at a new school to a state she's never even been in. She's about to learn that one can't control their heart