Prologue

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Prologue

'Zoey, we have to leave.' My mom said calmly.

'What do you mean we have to leave? Why do we have to?'

'Those questions should not concern you, go pack your bags, we leave tomorrow' she said , the calm tone in her voice was so fake it was pissing me off.

'It's because of Austin right? Mom, he has nothing to do with us anymore! You have got to move on! Why should I have to leave my friends of 7 years and pack my bags to some random beach town?'

She sighed. I could tell she was exhausted. I brushed away the tinge of guilt I felt seeing her like that.

'Listen we are leaving and that’s it! It’s for the best! Your dad and I got a new job over there and you have no choice but to come along! End of discussion!' she yelled.

I winced, and to think I gave her all the lessons on 'How to win a shouting marathon. 'Fine' I said, giving in, I had no say in the first place. I stomped up to my room and made sure to slam my door loud enough to crack some windows. I could picture my mom shaking her head and saying 'Teens these days', but then I realized she wasn't that person anymore, that I didn't know how she would react anymore to door slamming. I flopped down onto my bed and buried my face into my pillow muttering a colorful choice of swear words directed to Austin, the guy who stole the life of this house, the light in my mother's eyes and whatnot. After what happened this summer, I knew that the time to say goodbye would come soon.

Now for the hardest part, I had to break it to Emily and Madeline.

The Next Day…

‘You said what???’ Emily shrieked.  I winced at the tone of her voice. I bit back a sarcastic remark. I was already grouchy from yesterday and I was not going to take it out on her. Madeline eyes were already watering.

‘I don’t want to go either! But it’s really not in my hands is it? They didn’t even tell me a week in advance!’

Madeline caught on. ‘Zoey, when exactly are you leaving?’

My shoes became and object of fascination as I answered her question. ‘Today’ I said softly.

Tears flowed, group hugs were given out and by the time I reached Kentucky High School for the last time, my eyes were puffy and my nose red.  I tried to ignore the whispers, stares and the not so discreet glares directed my way and Madeline and Emily told people to ‘get lost’ in very explicit terms. Those girl literally swore like they had dictionaries full of swear words with them all the time.

When Mr.Anderson announced my transfer a murmur of consent resounded through the class.  My gaze caught Cameron’s at the back of the class, he seemed genuinely sad. I tore my gaze away from him and stared at my ever so intriguing wood desk. Cameron would just have to move on , I thought. I seriously doubt if he liked me anyway. That’s one of the main reasons I didn’t accept him and also that I didn’t want to drag him into my hellhole named life.

I left Minneapolis  that day, after tearful goodbyes ,bone crushing hugs and promises to stay in touch.

Fate offered me another chance that day, a chance to change things, a chance to move on into a world far away from these judgmental stares, to leave Austin behind and start a new life. I thought my past wouldn’t take a go at me, boy , how wrong I was.

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Author's Note:

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