Torn but Reborn

In the Beginning

      I never knew what it was like to be betrayed, especially by my own family. It is almost like they treat me as if I was a toddler, I don't have anything wrong with me, I am just another normal 4'10", eighteen year old. I know I am old enough to move out, but I can't make it financially.
     Anyways, they told me we were moving all the way to Tampa. I was very pissed, and didn't want to leave my Texas home. It was always so comforting, the warm air flowing in, the slight burst of sweat you would get while grazing in a field. I was no beachy, sunshine and rainbows prep.
I never liked the ocean, I don't hardly like water at all. I don't like guys showing off whose muscles are better in the slightest way.
     It is only for the rest of my life, my parents tell me. Yeah, the rest of my life. It isn't what I want to do, I need to go to college, I need to get my degree. But what do they do? They fuck me over by putting us in some prissy ass beach house by the shore. I want no part of this, I want to stay here where I belong. This is basically the end of me, I've got to say goodbyes to all of my friends, but it is not that easy.
      Now that I think about it, what the hell will my boyfriend do? He is going to freak. I am going to miss everyone, and I still wish I did not have to leave.
     "Atlanta, the movers are here. Do you have all your bags ready?" I can hear my father calling from downstairs, it was a shame when I woke up and saw the bags, they forced me to get everything together the same day. I can't take the car out right at the moment, since we only have one. I gather my boxes of stuff filled with everything that I need to make through till we get another chance to take some more stuff down to this place.

I am trying my hardest not to cry, as I carry a box full of my boyfriends stuff down to the truck. I can hear mom pacing towards me, "Do you not think that you should return his stuff, you won't be able to give it back." "Mom, this is hard enough on me as it is, I feel like a total wild cat, I want to have something to remember him bye." I snapped. My mother is such a, well I am not going to even bother saying it.

I kept bringing my boxes down and kept my mouth shut. My phone vibrated in my bra, so my neighbors were watching me dig down my shirt to reach for it. How embarrassing. It was only Christian, the guy I love. I answered the call obviously.

"Hey babe, do you want to go to dinner tonight?" "I'm sorry baby, but I..." he interrupted me when I was trying to explain. " WHAT DID I DO? ARE YOU BREAKING UP WITH ME? I'M SORRY ATLANTA, I CAN DO BETTER! LOVE ME, PLEASE!!" "... Christian, calm the hell down, no I am not breaking up with you, I just have some bad news." "Then tell me baby"

His reaction was the worst I had ever seen him act.

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     New story, new life that's all I have to say.

~Princezz