This Can't Be Real

Chapter 2: Something New

>> The new house wasn't so bad. It was alot smaller than the house in L.A though. My moms room and I's could only fit our beds and a few small dressers. The frontroom was small but spacious, as well as the kitchen. The bathroom on the other hand was so small that when I sat down on the toilet my knees practically touched the sink, and im pretty short only being 5'3'. Although the house was small it felt comfortable. Like I could easily call this place home.

>> The movers mom had hired had placed all the furniture and box's where mom had instructed them to. Officially moving in all our things only took two hours. We didn't take much with us to Beacon Hills only the necessities. We left behind most of our property, moms china cabinet, the 60" flat screen television, a few end tables, and other odds and ends were discarded with the house. But oddly I wasn't fazed with leaving those things behind. I especially thought I would miss the T.V, since I was always glued to that thing after school and on weekends. But I felt nothing. Just like I felt nothing for leaving my friends, even though I only had a few close ones I wasn't sad about saying goodbye. I left almost hollow.

>> "Emilia, darling? Did you hear me?" mom's worried voice snapped me out of my day dreaming. Shaking my head sheepishly I replied "sorry mom, I'm a bit out of it today. Can you repeat that?"

>> Her light green eyes flickered over my face, I always wanted my mothers eye color, even though we both had the same shade of green, hers had flecks of dark blue in them and a lighter shade of blue encircled her iris. They were unlike any eye color I've ever seen. They were unique.

>> "Did you take your medication today? You don't look so good." Her cold smooth hands cupped my face, her thumbs drifting across the dark bags under my eyes. "Uhh, yea. I did this morning." I lied. I hated those pills, they made me drowsy, light headed, and made me lose my appetite. Her eyebrows scrunched together, she knew I was lying. "Emilia you have to take those pills, they'll help with the pain in your leg and help you keep at ease. You'll feel better."

>> My hands gripped at the bottom on my shirt, an my eyes lowered to the concrete floor. I hated seeing her so worried "I'm sorry, I'll take them regularly again."

>> She pressed a soft kiss to my forehead "Thank you. Now come on sweetheart, we're late for dinner at my brothers."

>> My anxiety skyrocketed as we drove. I've never met these people before. Moms brother, his wife, their daughter - my family- were all strangers too me. I'm sure mother had told them about the accident. Subconsciously I tugged on the black scarf around my neck, making sure the scars were hidden from site. The blue cotton sweater I wore took care of the markings on my chest. Scooping up my brown hair and pulling it over my left shoulder just in case the scarf couldn't hide the scars. Rubbing my sweaty hands against my black skinny jeans I glanced over at mom. She seemed relaxed, focusing on the road ahead.

>> Clearing my throat I asked " So do I call them Aunt and Uncle right off the bat? Or Chris and Victoria? Maybe Mr. and Mrs. Argent?" I've never met any of my relatives before. Mom had told me once that most of the Argent family members had trouble staying put in one place for to long and moved around a bit. An that it was always to much of a hassle to visit any of them. So I was at a complete loss on what to say to them.

>> Mom cracked a small smile "Whatever you feel comfortable with." I didn't feel comfortable at all. Mom pulled in to a drive way of a very nice looking house. She put the car in park and turned off the ignition. Opening the car door I slowly stepped out. I did not want to do this at all.

>> "Come on sweetheart, let's go" Mom shut her car door and started up the driveway to the front door. Groaning I had no choice but to follow her. Slightly limping I rushed to catch up to my mom who was already ringing the door bell. Trying my best to hide myself behind her, which wasn't so hard, mom was about 5'7' with broader shoulders and a curvy frame. She filled out in all the right places. I was jealous of that, I on the other hand looked like I had a thirteen year olds body and not one of a sixteen year old.

>> The door suddenly swung open making me jump and cling to the back of moms shirt. Realizing I was acting like a small child I quickly removed my hands from her and folded my arms over my chest.

>> "Kate?" Mom sounded surprised. Peeking over moms shoulder I saw a woman smiling brightly at my mother.

>> "Well, well, well, after all these years look what the cat dragged in. What brings you over here baby sister?"

A/N: Well I thought this Chapter went pretty good. Sorry for the little arrows (>>) I had no idea how to indent while updating from my phone. Anyways hopefully the next chapter will be longer (most likely) things are starting to get rolling now :)

Hope you guys enjoyed!