"I don't want to get up!" I groaned rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.
"Aw c'mon Belles! Just come into the living room, I have a surprise for you!" Liz pleaded then left my room.
I reluctantly got up and followed Liz orders, only to see the most hideous dress I've ever seen in my entire life laying on the couch.
It was an awful maroon color with ivory lace draped over it. It had long, puffy and what looked like suffocating sleeves. All in all, it was horrible.
"I..." I managed to say.
"Your prom dress!" she squealed.
I chewed my lip nervously wondering how to tell her that I don't want to go to prom.
"Liz," I sighed.
"I don't want to go to prom."
Her face fell. "But why not? Bella this is your senior year of high school and prom only comes around once in your life! I'm not forcing you to do anything but I just don't want you to regret things," she said softly which made me reconsider things.
"Okay fine," I said after a while.
"But listen, I don't think this dress is going to wor-
"It's your mothers," she said interrupting me.
I had a look of confusion on my face but she spoke before I could.
"Why don't you sit down for this," she nervously said pulling me towards the opposed couch of which the dress was on.
"Your house is sold. I should of told you before it happened but it just had to go. Another family is going to move into it and make tons of new, hopefully wonderful memories and all those bad things from the past will be gone."
I remained mute, unable to speak because I didn't know what to say. I don't know if I should be happy that all the memories are gone or should be sad that all the memories are gone.
"We can go visit it today if you want, the family isn't moving in until tomorrow," she added which made me nod my head.
"I want to go visit it."
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"How did you manage to get my moms dress?" I asked as we were driving to my now old house.
"Well I was cleaning out everything and I stumbled upon it. I also kept a lot of your things and put them in a box for you that you can check out."
We pulled into the driveway and the first thing I saw was a for sale sign with the word SOLD written in big letters on top of it.
I took a deep breath and my entered my old house nervously.
Emptiness was all I saw. Everything, all the furniture, pictures, everything, was just gone.
I ran my fingertips along the walls as I walked and made my way upstairs. I stopped in the door way of my room and bit my lip trying to keep my act together. Then, I went into what was once my parents room.
The door was always shut and I haven't been there since my mother died. I put a trembling hand on the doorknob and turned it, letting myself inside.
I felt like I was going to pass out, because all these memories just came flooding back.
*13 YEARS AGO*
"Mommy I don't like this house," I complained stomping my foot as I followed her to her and my daddy's room.
"I know it was hard from moving from our old house but trust me sweetie you are going to make so many new memories!" she smiled as big men carrying furniture came in and out of my new house.
"But I miss the old house!" I was on the verge of tears.
"Come here sweetie," she gestured for me to sit on the bed with her. It wasn't really a bed yet though, just like a mattress being supported.
"I know you don't like this house and you don't understand what's happening because you're only five years old-"
"Hey! I'm old for my age!" I cried out, thinking I made complete sense when I didn't.
"You are!" she smiled widely.
"One day, when you go off to college and move into your own house without me and daddy, you are going to miss it so much and wish that you could move back in here! We are going to make the best memories in this house, okay? I promise you, that living in this house will bring you such joy."
I nodded my head but kept going back to what she said about me one day having to move out.
"But I don't want to be away from you and daddy," I started crying.
"Bella look at me," she caused me to wipe my eyes and look up from the ground.
She pointed to her heart. "I will always be with you Bella, right here, okay?" she placed my hand over my heart.
"Even after you're gdead will you still be in heart?" I absentmindedly asked.
"Forever and always."
"What happened to forever and always, mom?" I asked to out loud pacing the room.
"I thought only good memories would happen here but no, you were wrong!" I cried out sobbing.
"Okay Bella, I think it's time we should go," Liz said softly coming into the room, obviously hearing my outbursts.
"She said there would we great memories but she lied," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
She came over and hugged me gently.
"I know there was bad memories but, push that aside and just let the good overtake the bad, okay?"
"Okay," I nodded my head forcing a smile.
It was hard to just let things go, but I knew that in the end it would be better for the greater good.
"Now, for the second surprise of the day," she smirked.
"What is it now?" I asked.
"Prom."
Someone save me.
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Falling For My Fake Boyfriend
Teen FictionThe only thing that's worse than getting your heartbroken, is getting your heartbroken by someone who you can't even call yours. Bella is broken. Tristan is popular. Broken and popular is like mixing oil and water. Those combinations don't really w...