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The flight to South Africa was sad and completely draining, I honestly dreaded the funeral and I didn't want to see Grams like that; cold breathless corpse. It was my parents fault that she's dead . They up and left Grams and Gramps and she died from depression . They didn't even say goodbye to them . I bet they didn't even feel as miserable as me and honestly just wanted the will money , I mean it was always about money anyway. I was an asset to them and honestly they didn't even love me . I came at a wrong time and they were going to abort me but Gramps talked my mom out of it . Don't get me wrong they treated me great, took care of me, and you know gave me what wanted when I deserved it, But it was the minimum not the maximum.


My parents went on business trips months at a time and stuck me with whoever was there. Then they come back months later and say we're moving to California and don't even give me a say so. My dad used to sexually abuse from 1-5, but then when I turned 6 I threaten to tell and My mom threaten to divorce him . My father never looked at me the same nor loved me . One night when him and my mother got into a argument over me, He say I was a mistake and my mom should of been on birth control. Soon after they traveled and left me wherever, It wasn't until now my dad found he could make more money in the United States and took that opportunity realizing if I tagged along then the rates would shoot through the roof.

I wasn't happy like I came across to be, I was miserable, depressed, and suicidal. Austin was the only thing that made me happy. He understood, supported, and loved me; what my parents didn't. He filled the void in my heart in such a short amount of time, He made my feel special. I pushed him away and he forced his way back into my heart . He reminded me that he'd always be there for me .

It's been about 8 months since the move to California and Esabella hasn't even hit me up . She leaves me on read and ignores my face time and calls; Some best friend she was. Zion filled that void and he was more a brother to me . He was there, and he took up for me . He was someone I could confide in and trust . He brighten my day and he always there when I need him the most.

Exactly 5 more hours until we land, and then there was the funeral I was dreading. I was dreading on seeing Grams dead body and Gramps betrayed face as he looks at my mom in disgust. Gramps would hug me and He would spat at my parents for not calling to check up on them. He would especially be disgusted when he realized that my parents make us attend it for the money.

I seen Gramps and I run into his arms . He's so happy to see me, he starts to cry . The guilt eats my parents alive and they sit in the back of the church. My aunts and uncles look at my parents in disgust, my mom lowers her head at starts to cry. My mom would be even more salty to find out that I would be the one receiving her part of the will; over a million dollars in savings. I walk up to my Grams casket and touch her cold hand, A tear falls into the casket and instantly feel at peace now. We bury her and my parents wait for me at the airport , They tell gramps we're leaving at 6.

Until then I walk the streets with Gramps and enjoy his time. He tells me that I'll always have a place in his house for as long as he lives and even after. He hugs me and plants kisses all over my face. He tells me how he wants to meet Austin and Zion, and I smile at how my Gramps wanted to meet My boyfriend and Best friend. Gramps gets me something to eat before driving me to the airport . We arrive at 5:30, I kiss him goodbye and board the plane .


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