The Story Of Us #wattys2016

《11》

~ october 25th, 2010 ~

"What happened Austin? What happened?"

My father comes in, takes a deep breath, and says:

"We're moving to America, Taylor."

"What?! When?"

"In december thirteenth. That was the only day we could find for the flight, I'm sorry."

"In my birthday? Couldn't you find a better date, like, later?"

"We have to be there as soon as possible. We are sold the house already. They're moving in in November."

"What? You can't do it. You can't make me go with you."

"You're still underaged, Taylor. You're seventeen, you can't live in europe by yourself."

"Where are we going, anyways? Is there any place better than here?"

"I have a job there, and that's all you need to know. Why are you so mad? You were always so calm."

"Not when we're moving and I didn't know until now! Did you really expect me to be calm right now? Really? When it seems like no one cares about my opinion anymore? When it seems like I live in a broken family?"

"You're being overly dramatic. We're moving to Tennessee Taylor, and that's going to be amazing. You'll get used to it."

"No, I'm not."

"Yes, you are. You are perfect in everything, why wouldn't you be perfect at getting used to things? In the moment I moved here, it was for you. For YOU to grow in this beautiful place. In the moment I moved here, I had no doubt it would be amazing to you. And it was. It was amazing while it lasted."

"You really think it's that easy? No, dad, it's not. Here is where I grew up, dad. I have lived here since I was born. I ran through this house, and it was where I wrote my first stories and songs. Where I made my first mistakes. Where you and mom forgave everything, because I already blamed myself a lot. This is where I got used to everything, everything but leaving. Where I found out about my love for everything . That's where I spent my childhood as the crazy little girl with messy hair. I can't lose all these memories."

"You're not losing them if they're memories. You took pictures in your mind, so you're not forgetting this. The same way I'm forgetting about you and Zain. I knew there was something wrong with all that smiles..."

"It's not the same! You don't understand this. You NEVER understand anything. Yes, Zain is a big reason why I don't want to leave, but not the only one."

"Stop screaming, Taylor. This is not just for you. It's for me too. It's for this whole family. Stop being ungrateful. He might have been your firs something, but you get over it in a week or something. Don't act like it's the end of the world."

"What the hell are you thinking?! It IS the end of MY world. I hate you so much!"

I scream, walking to the stairs. I'm better off locked in my room.

"Taylor, your father is right. Don't say you hate him. It's for your own good. And you're better off alone anyways"

My mother says.

"Well, I hate you both! You can't say how I'm better off, if you don't even know me!"

I say, running upstairs. They can keep talking, they don't know better.

"Dramatic much?"

Austin screams from the first floor.

I just keep walking.