I've been waiting here for almost half an hour, it wasn't noisy nor quiet, it was in between. And the weather? Well, it's fucking hot. I had to take off my coat immediately when I got out of the plane. I sat on one of the benches and laid my luggage next to me. I see cabs, should I take a cab? I don't even know where I'm going, or where her house is.
*another half hour*
I'm bored. Incredibly bored... I took my camera from my bag to take photos of the place, Australia is beautiful. I took many shots, none of which I was included. It has always been a routine of mine to take photos of great sceneries. Not selfies though. How did I get to Sydney? Well it's not like I had a choice or anything, because I didn't. This is somewhat better than being alone at home... I guess
Flashback..
"Dad, where are you?" I call him once I open our apartment door. No answer. I turned the lights on and took my phone. I see a text from my friend, my only friend, Asia.
From: Asia
Hey Babe! How are you? I miss you already. Are you having fun at home? I hope you are. I'll visit when I get home, okay? I love you xx
I smiled, Asia is such a great friend, my best friend to be exact. She's currently touring in Europe for the summer, while I, on the other hand, am moping at home. How fun is that? I heard keys tingling and a snap from the front door.
Dad.
"I brought chinese!" he yells, and I see him holding a paper bag. Me and Dad sat on the couch and ate our food, while we watch our favorite cooking show.
"Anna"
"Hmm?" he turns off the television with the remote. "I got something very important to tell you... and I need you to understand, okay?" he says in a very serious tone.
"What is it?" I wish I didn't ask that... I really did. I have a bad feeling about this. Every time he gets serious, I always know there's something negative coming along. "You didn't get fired, did you?" I ask
"What? No" he answers immediately. "I... got promoted and umm I'm going to be out of the country for a while" he explains
"That's great news!" I mean, finally after years of working, his boss finally promoted him.
"I'm going to be gone, for a while" he says, while he's tidying the packs of Chinese food we just ate. I stood up and grab my laptop, to follow him in our small kitchen.
"How long?" I ask
"Very long" he says, his voice is somewhat sad. I have no problem with him leaving, it's summer anyway. But I'm definitely gonna miss my dad, of course.
All I managed to say was "Oh"
"Don't worry, I called your mom and---"
"What?" I was completely taken aback, this isn't the first time my mom was mentioned to me, but the second actually, the first was when I was thirteen and from then on, I ignored the fact that I don't have a mom.
"I thought we agreed not to talk about her?" I ask raising a brow, as he throws the garbage out.
He lets out a sigh, and speaks again "We have to... because you'll be staying with her" he explains. And I think that got me up to my boiling point.
"What the hell?" I screamed.
"Don't you dare, raise your voice on me. Anna" he warns me.
"But Dad, I can stay here while you're gone" I try to point out, but he shook his head.
