Broken Beyond Repair

Chapter 1: Expect The Unexpected

It all happened so quickly, just yesterday my parents were telling me that we were going on holiday, I guess I should of realised something was off. I mean we live in L.A, like I need to travel somewhere else, not to mention they packed almost all their clothes and told me to pack all my electronics and things I hold dear to me.

I sank in the seat, my mum and dad were in the front seat. Dad was driving and mum was looking at the map. I looked round the car, there were suitcase next to me and on the floor besides my foot.

I have a really bad feeling, I ran my finger through my messy black hair scooping it to one side, I looked out the window. All I could see was trees, trees and oh what's that? More fucking trees.

"Taylor are you alright?"

I turned and looked at my mum, she was smiling from ear to ear. She moved her blonde fringe behind her ear and looked at me with her icy cold blue eyes. She pushed her red lips forward and pouted.

"No." I replied looking out the window again.

"Aww~ what's the matter darling?"

She stretched her arm back and placed her hand on my lap, her nails scratching me. I grabbed her hand and flung it away from me in disgust.

"What are you planning?"

"What do you mean Taylor?" she said innocently.

"Something is wrong, I can feel it. You know I hate surprises."

She bit her bottom lip getting lipstick on her teeth, she looked at dad and he simply shrugged his shoulders.

"Well okay, I guess I can tell you." She perked up and giggled.

She's giggling? this is not good at all. I thought to myself, whenever she giggles something bad come out of her mouth afterwards.

"We're moving! Goodbye L.A and hello Bogachiel."

"Bogachiel?" I repeated.

I didn't know what to say, I was speechless, is that actually a name? I sat there processing what she had just said then suddenly it hit me, we were no longer living in L.A!

My heart sank and I quickly remembered all my friends, my best friend Lucy and my boyfriend Liam. My blood started to boil, I looked my mum in the eyes and hatred consumed me.

"YOU COW! HOW COULD YOU?"

Her expression change from happy to complete shock. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was hanging open.

"Taylor! That is no way to speak to me."

"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT! MY FRIENDS ARE BACK IN L.A, I NEVER SAID GOODBYE!"

"It doesn't matter, they were a bunch of bad kids."

I had so much rage inside me and I swear I wanted to yell at her for saying that, just then my dad looked at me through the rear view mirror.

"Taylor, they were bad people, it's best to sever bonds like this."

I bit my lower lip, holding back my harsh words of hatred but I needed to lash out and do something. I lifted my legs and violently kicked at the back of my mum's seat.

"ARRGGGHHH!!!!"

I gave one final and hard kick then crossed my legs and arms. My mum and dad yelled at me but I looked out the window and tried my hardest to calm down.

After two hours of driving we finally entered a small town, there were several houses and a few shops, nothing special about this place. We drove past the house and onto a separate road, there were bungalows as far as I could see. Dad stopped the car in front of a white bungalow.