Malayaha

CHAPTER TWO

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I wake up to rough hands gently shaking me.

"Five more minutes" I reach for my comforter and cry out when I cant find it.

I groan loudly, annoyed at whoever it is that's trying to wake me up, I hate being woken up when I'm in the middle of a good nap and I was just so happening to be having a good dream. "You've been asleep all damn day Malayaha, Get up go do something" Of course its my dad, only he would dare to wake me up.

"Leave dad." I mumble while stuffing my face into my pillow,

"Come on, get up, go pack for tomorrow!" He urges me while pulling on my leg. I groan and kick him but he remains steady, I sit up and rub my eyes trying to adjust to the light that's coming from my lamp.

I still cant believe ill be leaving tomorrow, I'll be flying alone too, tears start to prick from the back of my eyes but I try to hold them back. My dad sighs and hugs me tightly, it only takes seconds for tears to start draining down my face. I cry into his embrace and hug him back tightly.

He steadies me up and looks me dead in the eye, I tilt my head up and wipe my tears away brushing it off, "I'm so proud of you, you know that." He gives me a warm smile and it makes me feel so much better because he usually never acts this way with me, He never was the one to show much of his emotions, but he's my dad, I know he cares, he didn't say it much but I always noticed the small gestures that he made that meant everything to me.

"Remember what I taught you" He sniffs.

"Stand tall and if I get knocked down don't be embarrassed to get back up." I smile,

"What else?"

I roll my eyes, " I'm too beautiful to cry, never let them see me cry." I drag my words, he chuckles.

"Good." He continues to laugh I hug him tightly, "I love you dad." I sigh into his chest, I can feel him tense,

He kisses the top of my head "I love you too my little may."

I groan and get up off of the bed, "I'm not little!" I scream at him playfully. He chuckles and starts to walk to the door, "You'll always be my little may, now start packing."

He then leaves closing the door half way behind him.

As soon as he leaves I break down crying sucking in my lips trying not to make any noise, I cover my face with my hands and I feel as the tears drop into my palms and slid down my arms into the crease of my arm.

I retain myself after awhile and start packing.

That took about three hours, I walk out of my room walking into the kitchen and I see that mom cooked food, I smile and run to grab a plate to take up some food, this might be my last home cooked meal for awhile.

After I'm done eating I walk back to my bedroom and lay down in my bed feeling exhausted again, Marc is suppose to come over today but I don't know if that's still gonna happen because he would've already been here, so I guess he was too busy to come see me, even though it's my last day here for awhile.

I am going to miss him, I cuddle my pillow trying not to pounder over any memories because ill only end up crying.

I force myself to sleep but later wake up to the loud beeping that is coming from my alarm.

It's '3:00AM' and I have to get ready, my flight leaves at '5:00AM', My mom and dad are already awake, they both drop me off to the airport and I see Marc and Liyaah in the airport, they came to tell me goodbye.

As I board into my plane at '4:40AM' I see my mum shedding tears and finding comfort in my farther as I leave, I wave to them and disappear from their sights and I walk down into the plane.