Desultory

chapter 2.

A WHOLE NEW WORLD
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My decision to leave had been abrupt, I didn't want to make rash decisions, but I got tired of the abuse- both physical psychological. I immediately applied for a scholarship to NYU, and I started packing. I realized that my mother had left me an awful lot of money in her will, almost everything she had. I think she somehow knew that I was going to leave one day and she figured out that I hadn't formed a plan, and I wouldn't anytime soon. I owed her one.

There was a certain sense of accomplishment when and if you left. It felt like you had just finished a chapter of a book and lots of bad things happened in it but now you were moving on to the next chapter, hoping that it would be better, happier. That's how I felt like. I was moving on with my life and whatever bad that would happen was gone and now I had a new hope, cliché as it sounds, it was oddly comforting.

There was a sense of freedom too, along with pride. I mean, it was not like when I was told to introduce myself to someone I would tell them straight out that I'd left home and an abusive dad. I liked to think that if I made any lasting friends and if I chose to tell them about my past they would be proud of me.

Sighing I rolled over on the wooden floor. When I had arrived last night, I had merely thrown my duvets and pillows onto the floor and jumped on them, falling asleep as soon as my head had hit the soft pillows. Yawning, I stretched out and thought about breakfast. I simply could not start off my day without food, which was my top priority. So after brushing my teeth and taking a quick shower, I head out in search of a small café where I can buy myself some much-needed food.

I'll admit, I was a slight control freak, thus why I was currently so mad at myself for not having thought through this decision of mine. I should have done some research at least! Even if I hadn't done it before moving, I could have done it on my laptop. If I had, I would not be roaming the streets of an unknown city like I had been for the past hour. My stomach growled every time I stopped. It was an awful reminder that I had not gotten any food since a rushed dinner of greasy burgers and fries. Blowing out a frustrated breath I started walking again.

"Jesus Christ!" a loud voice sounded from my right, which makes me jump in surprise. I looked over and saw a girl with pale skin and jet black hair looking at me with annoyance.

"For effs sake you've been walking in circles for the past ten minutes, are you lost or purposely walking the same way? Either way, you're annoying the fuck out of me." She muttered in a soft voice, with a certain edge to it. I gulped down a breath of air, trying very hard to not let the tears fall. Ignoring her, I continued walking forward but she pulled me back by my forearm.

"Now listen, my name is Seven, and I'm going to take you where you want to go." She told me with a grim face. I just shrugged and mumbled something about breakfast. She grinned and pulled me behind her and into the crowd of New Yorkers.

During breakfast, I realized that Ben and his father would be arriving with my furniture. Ben had been my neighbor and closest friend ever since I was a small child, he'd let me sleep over at his house when I didn't want to stay at home. He shared his food with me during the break because my mom was too busy to pack something from me, and I did not want to bother her. He in some ways was my best friend, and we got so close that we were even more than that for a few months, but it was never meant to be. And I guess I only needed him to help me forget because he was one of the very few who made me laugh. In the end, though, I was only using him and it didn't feel right. It was like we were always best friends but we just made out once in a while, so we ended it.

I was pulled out of my reverie when Seven snapped her fingers in front of my face with a smirk. I gave her a small smile in return and whispered that I ought to be going. When she offered to walk me home I brushed her off, and she did not take that lightly.