Destined... love?

Chapter 1 Home?

*Zoey’s PoV*

I drove my motorcycle to the very familiar street. I could feel a huge power of nausea hit me…

'What if they don’t remember me? What if they don’t  want me? What if  they don’t live here anymore?What if they want to know why I left?' A billion questions swam through my  head.

I stop the motorcycle in the driveway and hopped of my nerves getting the best of me. I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. I made sure my shades were covering my eyes.

A familiar  lady answered the door  “ Hi honey Nate is still at school” I stood there surprise she looks so much like me in every way. I wanted to run up to her and hug her but being the new badass self I just took out my shades and look directly at her, I watch amused as her eyes held different emotions only one emotion was clear shocked.

“ Honey who’s at the door?”  Different emotions filled me but I made sure to make me look bored. I watched as my own very father came to view He still have  that dark brown tussled hair and bright vibrant green eyes I watch my father stood there speechless I could feel the huge tension in the  air

“ Long time no see Mother Father” my voice surprisingly came out calm.

“ Anna..be.. belle” mom’s voice held so much emotion I could dare look at her eyes. I turned to leave but stop when my mother’s body was held tightly against me giving me a bone crushing hug. I could feel her tears soaking up my shirt. I patted her back awkwardly. I look to my father than took in my environment the mansion still look the same roses growing on along the sidewalk . Suddenly I felt a pull on my hand and noticed I was being led into the house I tried to pull my hand back but her hand held a death grip.

“ Umm… I have to go,” My voice sounded strain.

Then I took a look at their faces they held sadness. I tug my hand trying to get out of  her death grip keyword ‘Trying’  “ Stay… Please,” Her voice was pleading she had tears running down her eyes. I nodded silently they led me to the living room memories flooded through my mind like the day I first met James, How me him and Adrian would always wrestle near the couch laughing. I sat there not knowing what to do the awkwardness felt like it reached to another level. Knowing my discomfort they excuse themselves for a bit. I look at the walls so many pictures of me smiling looking so innocent.

*Zoeys Mother* Pov

I sat in the kitchen counter typing away an oral report for my clients. I can hardly focus when I could hear a motorcycle not far from here coming closer and ruining my peace. I turned off  my laptop and looked at the livingroom. The house used to be filled with laughter of my little girl running in her pajamas, and playing hide and seek. Ashton sat in the couch watching a sports channel. Stop Zelliot do not cry we had been through this before, I can feel tears starting to cover my vision. I turned and notice Ashton looking at me.

“ I know what you’re thinking I miss her to how she would sit in my lap and watch television with me” 

All the years she was gone held pain of her leaving not knowing if she’s still alive and healthy. I mean of course she should. She took billions of dollars out of her bank account before leaving- My thoughts where stop when I hear the roaring of the motorcycle coming louder and eventually stop on our driveway.

I start thinking it was just nothing I looked at Ashton and he just shrugged. The doorbell rang and I went up to get it I opened the door. There was a beautiful girl standing there “Hi honey Nate is still at school” she stood there tense. Finally she took out her shades and looked into her eyes and couldn’t help but let out a small gasp. Her eyes were light brown. They look so much familiar maybe it was just one of Adrian sluts but then her light golden blonde/brown hair, her cheek bones, her heart cute face. Ashton came walking to the door I saw the girl’s eyes landed on Ashton.

Suddenly she looked at me “ Hello Mother, Father” her voice came in calm and velvet.

I stood there shocked. She looked so much like Annabelle.

My voice voiced my thoughts. “ Anna..be.. belle” my voice  held so much emotion she started to walk away but I quicky grabbed her spun her around and hugged her.

She patted my back my tears streamed into her shirt. I grabbed her and pulled her into the house I noticed she tried to get out of my grip when she couldn’t she spoke “ Umm… I have to go,”her voice sounded strain I looked at her with pleading eyes

“ Stay… Please” She sat in the couch and looked around

. I could see sadness in her eyes but quickly went away showing nothing in her innocent eyes. The awkwardness was really awkward  Me and Ashton excused ourselves…

*Zoeys POv*

I walked around the house aimlessly. I was walked in in the kitchen and saw my dad holding my crying mother.

I couldn’t help it I walked up to them and hug them they all tensed but relaxed.

My dad’s huge frame tower over us he was like 6’1 while I was 5’7 my mom was like 5’6. I took my arms out of both of them. “ I gotta go” I muttered. I walked back to the livingroom.

Suddenly sobs was coming from behind me I turned around and see my mother trying to stand leaning against the wall I couldn’t help it I grabbed onto her and hugged her. Tears streamed down my face. I know right the baddass, but I still have a heart

“Mom please I gotta go”

“ Annabelle please stay”

“ I can’t, and its Zoey”

“ Please stay,” sobs was wrecking her body I could see streams of tears in her face I looked up to her  eyes and I saw pleading I closed my eyes and nod… But i had a weird feeling I need to..