Hide Away

Chapter One: I'm sick of....

Bexley's POV:

Hi, my name is Bexley Aria Blake. I know my name is not normal. Most people make fun of it but I don't give a shit. Okay, okay. I need to actually introduce myself better. Well you know my name already, so here we go...

I am 17, turning 18 in three days. I'm a bad girl. My father has been moving me and my brother, Micheal since I was 12. The way I got the bad girl label is from some bitch that wanted to fuck with me when I was grieving over my mother's death. I might have smashed her face into a locker.*shrugs* She deserved it.

I'm getting off of topic again. Anywhore, my father has always been there for me. Even when Mom died, even though you could tell he was grieving worse than all of us. This year, well not so much. He's always yelling at me saying things like, "Be a good girl for once," or "Get a new good boy, maybe he can straighten you out." Well I'm sick of getting with those stupid good boys, I want a bad boy.

Well let's skip to where I am today. New school, new town, new people to hate. As we pass the "Welcome to the town of moon light", I instating scowl. I don't want to be here. Yet something inside of me is excited to be here. Confused by the weird feelings, I turn up my music. 'Hit Em' by Migos is streaming through my earbuds as I watch the trees flow by.

Pulling up to the two story house, I instantly get out the cramped car. Grabbing my bag out of the car, I grab the key Dad gave me and walked to the door. As soon as I unlocked the door, I see a door that leads to the basement. If Dad knows me well enough, he would have already set up my room down there.

Heading down the stairs, after opening the door of course, I look on the walls and see the pictures of Mom, as well as my painting and drawings. I sent a mental 'Thank you' to my father. Walking the rest of the way down, I enter a hallway. Looking to the right, I see a door that say's 'This is your room Bexley'. Not wanting to go in there yet I decide to keep looking around. As I walk,I see a music room, just like at the old house. He always sets up my music rooms. I also see a gym down there. Good. He does know me well enough.

Walking back to my room, I enter it. I'm surprised at the size of this room. Yeah, I know it's a huge house but damn. At least he got the colors some what right. (Picture above) I walk around and walk into a bathroom. Damn, it's huge as well. There is a huge walk-in bathtub right next to a huge walk-in shower. I continue into a new room connected to the bathroom and run into a huge walk-in closet. All sent up with my black clothes already. Damn Dad, you really out did yourself this time. I change into a pair of dark blue pj shorts and a tank top and go to lay do, putting my phone on charge. I look to the corner and see all of my books set up as well.

The last thing on my mind before I go to bed is "I'M SICK OF THESE GOOD BOYS!"