We're Alright

chapter 2

      The cool London air hit me as my mom and i got out of the airport. I looked around, taking in my view. It was nearly dark and I could see people rushing to whereever they had to go. They had a hope and expection of how they wanted their life to be. I was just here, just going on because i had to, not because i wanted to. As beautiful as London was, I didn't care. It didn't feel like my life was going to be any different. Maybe it's best not to forget, these memories of Leo were a constant reminder of how cruel this world could be, and I needed that, i couldn't affort to get hurt again. 

Soon after we had arrived to our luxurious apartmant that was being paid for by my mom's company. It had way more space than we ever needed but my mom definitely wasn't complaining, she was smiling ear to ear. I was proud of her, she deserved all of this. She had to work hard to get where she is today. After my father died, she had to work hard so she could provide me with my need and wants. I don't know much about my father. He died of a plane crash when I was 9 months. My mom never made me miss the absence of a father's love. She had been both my mom and dad.  Sometimes I feel guilty that her love for me isn't enough for me to be happy. I'm all she has left, I need to be there for her. 

"Julia, what world are you in" my mom says breaking me from my thoughts. 

"Huh?" I say staring at her. 

She looks at me with worried eyes. "You've been staring at the floor since we got here, don't you like the place?, I thought you were excited to move to London" she says. 

"I am, mom" I say giving her a smile before walking over to one of my luggages.

"You know I can tell when your lying, right?, I'm your mother" She says crossing her hands over her chest. 

"It's nothing mom, I promise" I say as I take some clothes from my luggage and walk away. I can't tell her my feelings, she would be worried sick. I need to be strong. I need to fix myself. But the question was how?