Scars || Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 2

Emily's POV

'Now boarding flight number 265 to Florida, now boarding'

I let go of the comforting hug from Matt. I kept my head down, trying to stay on the positive side of things. The only problem was nothing is positive for me.

"It's only 3 weeks." Matt said reassuringly.

'I can't take 3 weeks in hell,' I thought.

"Um, yeah... You're right. There's nothing to be sad about. We'll see each other again soon." I said pretending to be happy.

"That's the spirit Shortstack." He said.

I looked up into his wonderful hazel eyes. I wish I could go with him, but my awful dad would never let me go. If I would ask ask my dad if I could go with Matt, he'd just look at me, then take another big gulp of his alcohol.

I'm pretty sure I probably would be able to go if I asked my mom, but that's impossible, because she's dead.

She died in a car crash when I was 6 years old. Ever since then, my father has been doing things he shouldn't have been doing. I really want to move out. It's not that I don't love my dad, I just don't think he's setting a good example for me. I'm just glad he hasn't taken his alcohol to the point where he hits me. I've already had enough of that at school.

"Um, I have to go now" Matt said sadly.

"Ok, have fun" I smiled a little.

"I won't without you." He said

"Yes you will, just remember to call me everyday." I said.

"Ok. Bye." He said, then he disappeared in the crowd of people going on flight 265, Florida.