Being raised differently compared to other kids also changed me as a whole person. My family will never be the same after that day when i took my bravest action i've ever taken in my whole life.
But instead of feeling vulnerable and fix nothing, i'd rather keep moving forward and forget everything behind me.
I live with my dad, he's my step dad.
He got divorced with his ex wife Sarah about 2 years ago. So that makes only 2 of us in this house.
Im not that sad really, nothing can make me even sadder compared to my past with my previous family. My real family.
My step dad's name is William, i call him Will for short. He's a very kind one.
I've lived with him for almost 5 years now. I moved in to this house and adopted as Will and Sarah's daughter when i was in 2nd semester of highschool.
It's only been 3 years living under the same roof with him. And i can already tell that he doesn't deserve this kind of life.
Trust me, he deserves a much much better life than this. And I promise he'll get a life that he deserves.
I p r o m i s e .
No, i've never been raised in an extremely wealthy aka rich ass family. So living in a 'not that huge ass house' is nothing new to me. Fancy is just not in my dictionary, really.
I was dropped out from university just a few months back.
Yeah, my life's great.
I didn't complain. Not even sighed at it.
Will couldn't support my educational payments for college so i can no longer be a part of it anymore.
It wasn't a hard step for me since im not that famous kid who have tons of friends to think about for fame and reputation.
Nobody wants to hang out with such person like me.
Yes i do have a few close friends but nothing will ever tear us apart, not even college.
I worked in Starbucks. This is my 2nd month of being an employee. Im not gonna lie that i felt happier, knowing the fact that i can finally make money for my self with my own sweat.
Life just felt great if we just don't stop feeling grateful. Aside from the fact that we've been broken the whole time and I don't even know if im fully alive anymore eversince the divorce of my biological parents.
But...
It's great to stop and look around sometimes right?...
"Hey uhh.. can i get a caramel frappe please?" I shook my head as i just heard someone and ready to take his order.
Then my jaw dropped as i just realised who ordered a drink.
THIS GUY!!
BRIANNA ALWAYS TELLS ME ABOUT THIS DUDE!!
"Oh my God i— can i please take a photo of you?? My cousin is a huge fan! I swear she'll faint if she sees you" I said as I quickly take my phone out from my back pocket.
"Oh really?? You can record me and shows the video to her once you're back from work. Who's her name?" He replies with a genuine excitement on his face.
"Her name is Brianna, Bri for short" I said as aim my phone camera to him and pressed the record button.
"Hi Brianna! This is me Jake Paul! Your cousin told me that you're a big fan of me, im glad that I stopped by at where your cousin's work so that i can tell you how happy i am to know that you're a JakePauler too even if you're not here now to see me in person! Hope your day is amazing Bri! Byeee"
