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Dear Caden,
As your former foster sister, I'd like you to know that I left. But it's not because of you or Anney. It's mostly from me finally getting into UCLA!! The other part is because of Jade and Rey. You don't know this but when you and Anney were at school, I would get abused, physically and emotionally. I'll spare you the details because it's so horrible. I called my dad and he's going to be here soon. Thanks for everything Caden. Tell Anney that I love her and I miss her already. I can't believe that I'm finally going to college. I'll always think of you and we'll always be in touch.
~Love, Ally

As if on cue I put my pen down and I heard a knock on the door. I assumed it was my dad so I ran over to the door and opened it. There he was. I couldn't believe I was finally leaving this hell hole called Port Richey. "Hey dad!" I excitedly said

"Hey Princess." He said

"Oh..um you can come in if you want. My room is right down this hall." I said. I walked down the hall to my room and opened my door. "Here it is." Even though I hated this house I loved this room and I was going to miss it. All my memories were in this room. The good ones at least.

"This is a great room. Do you want me to help you with those suitcases?" My dad said

"Yeah sure. Um can you take the one with the pink polka dots first and then the black one? And can you just put them outside? I have an Uber coming to pick me up to take me to Tampa International." I said. I realized I was being kind of distant towards him so I decided to apologize "Hey sorry if I sound distant I'm just kind of nervous because I'm meeting Cameron at LAX and I haven't seen him since the incident with mom."

"Ally. It's completely fine. I get it. How is he anyways? I've heard he's gotten a lot more famous since you last saw him." My dad said he picked up the suit cases and he carried them out of my room assuming he put them outside on my porch. I sent most of my stuff to Cameron's all ready so I only had a few suitcases left. "Ally do you want me to take this blue suitcase too?"

"No I'll take that one it has sheets in it." I said. "I'm um gonna be in the bathroom changing. It shouldn't take me that long."

"Okay. I'll be in the living room." My dad said before he walked out of my room.

I took out my outfit and headed into the bathroom. My makeup was still in the bathroom so before I put my new outfit on I took my pajamas off and washed my face so I could put on my makeup. After I was done with my makeup I quickly got dressed (outfit attached) and headed back into my room to put the finishing touches on my suitcase. "Dad!" I yelled.

"I'm on the porch. I think your Uber is here!" He said.

I shut my suitcase and took one last look at my room. The place where I cried after I was beaten, the place that I knew I was safe, the place that I got accepted into college. I then realized that my uber person is probably in a rush so I zipped up my suitcase and rolled it out of my room. Before I knew it, I was locking the door and walking towards my Uber. I keep telling myself to not look back because that'll just make this worse. "Bye dad. I'll see you soon."

"Come here princess. I need one last hug before you go." My dad begged.

"Dad you're gonna make me cry." I said.

"Sorry but I haven't seen you in a few years. Now you're leaving me. It's not fair." My dad explained.

What he said made me cringe because he wasn't there for me when mom went to jail so why would he want to be here now? To flaunt his riches in my face? To show off his new whore? I didn't understand after six years, he finally decides to show up. Didn't he think about my feelings? Does he actually care? Or does he just want to hurt me again like he did before? I pushed the negativity to the back of my brain and gave my dad one last hug before I was off to California to start the rest of my life with my best friend Cameron.

"Bye dad." I said as the uber driver rode off

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