My British Bad Boy {SLOW UPDATES}

Prolouge

"Mom I told you I don't want to stay with dad!" I shout in my room as I continue to pack my bags.

She always does this, after making a decision of my own she tries to fix it by asking other people to do the dirty work for her.

Three weeks ago my mum and dad where arguing about how what should be good for me and how I'm getting bullied to much.

My mum had the decision of making us move to the United States to start a new life while my dad decided that we should stay here in Wisconsin and work things out with the bullying situation.

To be honest, I agree with my mum, the bullying is going too far and I want it to come to an end. But my dad won't let us.

They argued for two weeks bickering and defending there statements until they decided what was best for them.

A Divorce.

I eavesdropped on there argument from afar so they didn't see me.

"But Harold, the bullying is going to far! She needs to get away from this mess before things become violent!"

My heart shattered, mom knows well that I wouldn't dare to commit homicide. I wouldn't let stupid bullying get to me because of this stupid Kayla.

"I know Margaret, but we could fix it! If we tell the principle that Christie's being bullied they will have a talk with Kayla and everything will be fine!"

"And you think that would stop her!? I know what these kids are capable of! They won't stop until their victim falls!"

If I thought that that day was bad, they next was just as ugly.

They both continued to argue until it came to something rash.

"I think we should get a divorce..." My mum says in a shaky tone.

"If you loved me, you would know what was best for our daughter but this shows that you clearly don't know how to do anything."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, mum and dad getting a divorce!? My life would be a total piece of shit.

"I guess we should then." He storms out of the living room and into his and my mums room.

I couldn't hold it any longer to see my mom falling in tears. I ran to her and crashed into her arms giving her a tight hug. We both start in tears. Then she spoke.

"Start packing your bags, where leaving to the United States in one week so I suggest that you start as soon as possible."