Moving from England to America, moving in with your cousin Devin and his family and a complete new lifestyle is tough and extremly exciting at the same time as you havent seen your friends and family in years.But will moving back be the best option ?
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It's currently 5pm and Kevin, Devin and I are watching a film, it's a comedy. Ride along. Today was just a casual day where we didn't really do much. All we did is watched movies, ate junk and repeat. "I'm just gonna go see Lex, be back soon," I say. I walk to Lexi's room. I haven't really spoke much to the boys even though I've been with them all day. I just feel in a low mood. I walk into Lexi's room and drop myself on her bed.
"Lex, ermmm.. I just don't think imma find a dress and I'm losing my mind. Could i see any of yours? Because you're my last hope." I say while looking down. She lifts my head up, "Of course baby girl, go ahead." I walk into her closet, bloody hell she has a lot of clothes.
I go through ALL her closet but still nothing. Don't get me wrong her clothes were AMAZING! But there wasn't really like a dress appropriate for the event. And some of the dressed had fit, but I didn't have the right shoes or accessories.
"Lex, thank you for letting me look, but nothing's really right for me, for this occasion. I'm just gonna go for a walk, clear my mind. I just feel quite low and so a walk would really help. I'll be back soon" She gives me the sympathetic look and smiles.
I put on my shoes, grabbing my phone and earphones and walk out the door, without telling the guys. I place the earphones in and begin walking. It was as if i was in a movie, not knowing where i was walking to and to make the situation even better it rains. Great, it's as if the universe it purposely doing this. As if watching me feel upset and suffering is entertainment. I keep walking without stopping. The song "life is worth living."plays. As if the song was meant for me.
"Try to figure out which way to go
It's like you're stuck on a treadmill
Running in the same place
You got your hazard lights on now
Hoping that somebody would slow down
Praying for a miracle
Who'll show you grace?"
I feel the tears run down my face. In a way, it was good that it is raining because nobody can see my sadness. It was like i was crying without sound because it hurt so badly. But I don't know why?
A loud car horn blazes which startles me. I realise that I had just casually walked into the road without looking and a car had nearly hit me as it was inches away. It makes me cry even harder. I safely walk off the road and onto the walking path.
I notice a figure walking towards my direction, but I can't see who it is. They are wearing a black hoddie with jeans. The face is covered as my vision is blurred by the tears, it sends panic rushing through my veins. My heart pounding as if it was going to explode, each breath became harder each time. I begin running as fast as i can. I am quite fast as I normally run a lot. I realise i am having a panic attack but i can't stop it as the person chasing me' footsteps gradually become louder. The tears were uncontrollable, I cried harder and harder.
This was it, I feel the grip around my waist and as I try to fight back by punching him and biting him. He was too strong for me and I feel him spin me around. "GET OF ME, PLEASE I BEG YOU. I HAVE NOTHING, I JUST CAME OUT TO CLEAR MY HEAD. PLEASE, DON'T HURT ME" He doesn't say anything. I was trapped in his grip and there was no escape. Just my luck........
