Dreams || e.d./g.d

Chapter 27

Welcome back to Dreams <3 Enjoy :)

*Luna's P.O.V. (main P.O.V.) again*

*6 months later*

Christmas. The most beautiful part of each year. Well, ever since I met Raina, Ethan and his family including Grayson, who became my other best friend, of course. It wasn't always like that. I used to have a pretty shitty Christmas back home with my family. Not always though, just ever since I was 13, maybe 14 years old. When you get older, you most likely get less presents every year. But Christmas isn't just about presents. It's about love, about spending time together, showing the people you love how much you care about them. That's what I remember Christmas being like when I was younger. I don't remember that much about it though, maybe I can't remember the truth because my mind pushed it too far away. Who knows? I never will and honestly, I don't even want to. All these years in LA, I missed home a lot and I'm happy whenever I'm able to visit. But I would never go back, I will never regret leaving my hometown. The amount of sadness and shitty emotions I felt while living there is something I don't need in my life ever again. I've never felt more alive in my entire life than after I moved in with my best friend, to another country, with a completely different environment. My heart is happy as well as my soul and I felt like I was finally able to breath. As if I was holding my breath for years before moving here, ever since things went south about 5 to 6 years before I moved out. Sometimes, I wonder what life would be like if I would've never been brave enough to move out at such a young age, even to another country. But then I get extremely sad because I know, I wouldn't have Ethan or Skylar, or even our dog. I don't even know if I'd be still alive. Back then, everyone was doubting me. Telling me shit like

"You'll never make it"

"You wanna move somewhere you've never been to before?"

"You're going to move to another country on your own?"

I started making plans when I was 16 years old, slowly, kind of telling people what I plan on doing in the next 2-3 years. Everything they said wasn't the worst part about it. It was the look on their face, telling me exactly what they thought about me.

"Oh man, she's just young and dumb"

"What a dumb dreamer"

"She actually thinks it's easy and that she's going to start her life there, she'll never make it ahahahahaha"

That's simply wrong. I never thought it was easy.

I can't even explain the expression that told me all these things and made me doubt myself. I thought that it might be really dumb of me to think I could do it. Sometimes I just wanted to stay where I was. But then I thought "Why?". Why would I do what people want or expect me to do. I will prove them wrong. I will make people, who mistreated me, jealous. I will make everyone regret doubting me. I am strong enough to do it.

(A/N: YOU DO YOU, DON'T BELIEVE THE SHIT PEOPLE TELL YOU! DO WHAT YOU WANNA DO AND LOVE YOURSELF THE WAY YOU ARE)

And now, look where I am today. Not back home, suffering, being sad and feeling trapped. I'm living life to the fullest, with the best boyfriend to ever exist, a perfect, adorable daughter and the best most supportive friends I could ever ask for.

Anyways, back to where I was. Today is Christmas Eve and I've been cooking all day while Ethan was taking care of our daughter Skylar. We were going to spend Christmas with Raina, Gray and their twins, along with Ethan and Gray's parents and sister.

It was a calm day, the house was empty and I had it all to myself before everyone would be coming over tonight. After preparing everything I could and had to for dinner, it was only 2pm. I decide to take a bath and watch some Netflix by myself after it. I love spending time with Ethan and Sky, they're my everything, but sometimes, a little time to myself is beautiful too even though I always miss these two dorks as soon as they're gone, even just for 5 minutes. She's a little goof already, like her father.