Rush| m.g.c

1. The Beginning

"What are you trying to say?!"

I ran as quickly as I could upstairs to my room as I heard my parents yelling at each other once again. Pretty sure they didn't notice me arriving home late since they are up in each others faces. Third time that's happened today. I'm fed up with this bullshit, I can't take it anymore. I've learned not to get in it because I end up making it worse. Im only seventeen and I can't take another year or two being like this. I had this planned for a couple of months now, and I had enough money saved up to go through with this. I was running away, I had gotten to the point where I really didn't care anymore, if my parents worried or not. I was leaving as far away as I could from LA, I thought Australia could be the place. I was leaving in a couple of days and I had those days to say goodbye to the very little people I know and love my mother and best friend being one of them. I had to think of a way to say goodbye to my mom without her suspecting or knowing I'm actually saying goodbye. Mellissa or Mells as i call her knew I was leaving, and she understood me pretty well to know that this is probably the best decision I could have ever made. I really wanted to convince my mom to come with me to Australia but I know she will never go through with it. All I knew is that I just needed to leave. I hate being trapped or the feeling of being held back, that's why I'm not willing to wait another year or two to leave. I cut my own thoughts, and got off my bed, grabbed my bag looking for my stogies, I lit one up feeling relaxed instantly. I walked towards my drawers and started to pack some clothes, a couple of belongings and pictures. I had so much money saved up that I practically bought my own apartment there using my mothers information. Basically both my parents gave my money or gifts as a "sorry" for fighting the night before or whatever. I would end up with at least1hundred dollars by the end of the week and I clearly didn't care about the gifts. I would literally sell them just to have more money because the more I had the sooner I would leave.

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I woke up with my mom knocking on my door. Great.

"Come in." I yelled very annoyed, I wasn't a morning person. My mom walked in and sat on the edge of my bed.

"Emi, I-I'm sorry about last night, your father just got worked up because..." I cut her off.

"Mom, I really don't care what happened yesterday, and I don't wanna hear about it either." I know I was being a bit harsh but that's just how I felt, plus she woke me up and I'm always cranky in the mornings so yeah. I know it's not and excuse but that's just how I am.

"Very well then," she took her wallet out, typical. "Um, here's twenty dollars go out and buy yourself something you like or whatever." I went through this almost everyday, I hated it.

"Why does your room seem more empty everyday?" Fuck. My mom noticed that I took down some pictures of me and Mell and that my closet is half empty. Now what am I supposed to say.

"Um..well, I-I'm doing a bit of cleaning out I just don't like some clothes anymore and I'm just sorting through everything and well my pictures, I um am making a collage of mine and Mells best moments ever." I really hope she bought that, I couldn't really tell.

"Okay then, the collage sound really fun!" As she said that she left my room immediately. Ugh that's a relief.

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Sorry if it was short but, What do you guys think of the first chapter? I kind of just wrote it immediately as I got the idea! I'm supposed to be sleeping but I really didn't want this idea to just kind of leave, you know? Hope you guys like it! xD Please vote or Comment! love ya'

~Azela