Life Of A Lie

New Life

we got off the plane and went straight into my brothers Mustang. Our luggage was first class like our flight so it was ready to go when we got off.

The ride wasn't long but long enough for the long awkward silences to almost kill me. My phone was almost dead so I couldn't escape it with my music.

The engine of the car made the awkward silences more bearable and smoothing. I almost fell asleep again but caught myself. Not wanting to cry again. I started to pinch the outside of my left thigh so Oscar won't see.

"We're here" he said. There was a sign and everything that said "welcome to Portland".

"Do you want to drive around so you could start getting a feel for it" Oscar recommend.

"No, that's OK I think I'll drive around tomorrow when my motorcycle gets here"

"Umm, about that" he said slowly.

"What?" I said at the same pace

"Mom, thinks its safer if you just buy a car here" he said even slower for my brain to process it.

My mom took my motorcycle!

If me and my mom ever argued about something, its my way of getting around. My dad doesn't get to argue because he has a motorcycle too. You could say I got my love of motorcycles from him.

I was ten when I first got to ride one with my dad. I loved the wind, not just in my hair but all over my body. Mom would just have to suck it up because there is no way I was going to lose that feeling.

"Well, then I'm going to have to but a motorcycle here" I said

"I can't let you do that" he quickly said.

"And why not?" I can feel myself get annoyed.

"I kind of promised her I wouldn't let you get a motorcycle" he said "and I promise to be there when you pick a car so you wouldn't secretly choose a motorcycle"

Dang she thought of everything didn't she, I wonder what dad thinks. I could probably get through him before mom could. If I was going to do it I would have to be alone so Oscar won't tell on me.

"Fine can we go to your house now" I said slouching in fake defeat. I had to go home fast, if my mom didn't think to talk to dad then I'll have a chance.

"It's our house, and She already got to dad" he said reading right though me.

OK she might have talked to dad but I could probably change his mind. I'm not going to have a car.

"I'm just tried can we just go to your house now" I pouted. He could never resist my pouty face.

Three. Two. One.....

"Yea of course"

Yes, I'm going to tell dad everything. I got to get my motorcycle. They make me feel alive and free. They make me forget all of the struggles I'm going though. I can't live without that feeling.

We got there 10 minutes later. I had a feeling that we could have gotten here earlier but Oscar was staling.

I got worried when trees started to surround the area. Oscar told me there were woods but didn't tell me he lived in them. I wouldn't mind but I think it would be kind of scary. With wild animals around and snakes.

The woods started to clear, easing my discomfort. Then my brother started to slow down and turned on "Green Angel St" away from the main road.

There was a huge, black gate that had O and S on the gate in gold. My brother swiped a card then pressed his thumb to a small box. The gate opened letting us in.