Someone unlike you

Prologue

I ran, ran as fast as I could, I had to get away from here, away from him, away from HER, she would kill me. I've never been so afraid in my life, a death threat from my best friend, couldn't she be happy for me, no, she had to give me a death threat to get away from him, the love of my life, gone forever.

I was still in my wedding dress when I bought a emergency plane ticket to Washington, people stared at me as I ran past. The plane finally arrived and I boarded

I couldn't do this anymore, the constant death threats from so early in my life to now, the one person who could stop and make me forget for a few hours a week at most, was now gone.

Now sitting on the plane, the memories gushing back, to the first time my lone friend and I were in the coffee shop, after an encounter with ones who made my life hell, it was a great release away from the torture of everyday life.

But I couldn't bear seeing anyone go through pain for me, she came to my defence every time they came for me. I had to ask her to stop, I begged and pleaded with her until she stopped. To hurt me is one thing but to hurt the ones I love was another.

I guess I was blinded by how happy it made me that she was caring for me, the tears slowly filled my eyes, she was the one light I had in the darkness that was my life. I guess that neither of us really knew each other, right now I was wondering if I knew her at all. Maybe if I had, I'd have known that she was in love with the same man I had fallen for, maybe I'd have known that it hurt her as much as those bullies hurt me and maybe...If she had known me, she would have told me that.

The next memory that surfaced from that is when me and my ex fiancé were in that same coffee shop after three years of our first encounter with each other, he asked me to marry him and I said yes, little did I know that was the worst mistake I could ever make

I had a plan, one that was going to turn everything around, never in my life am I ever going to let someone break me again, never to smash throught the new inforced walls in my life, I will never let someone bring them down again. I knew what I had to do. build new friendships, but not as close as before.

This time will be different they won't know me as the rich Jenny Hills, with long maraoon hair and ivory skin with piercing bleu eyes daughter of the famous bussiness couple the Hills, who never for one second had an interest in their daughter only that she was presant at famous balls or gatherings, and that she stayed beautiful, a trophy daughter my own mother had once called me, No, this time they'll know me as the new and improved Zoey Fox, whith mid-length beach blonde hair and sun kissed skin with dark hazzel eyes, an orphan and this time I won't be as nice.