Only Time Will Tell

1 - A New Beginning

*2 weeks later*

“Oh honey!” My mom crushed me in a long tight hug in the middle of the airport. Tears streammed down her face, and splotched my shirt but I didn’t care. I just continued to hug back, I haven’t seen her in the past 2 years. Her hug almost felt forgien to me, which isn't a good feeling. I’m back, back in England, back at home. Although, it isn’t where I’d like to be.

“I’m here mom.” I whispered against her cheek. She squeezed me tighter, but I pulled away. I picked up my bags off the cold, dirty floor of the place and began to walk forward out the double doors of the building, into the nipping cold wind. I looked around, sucking in and letting out big breaths. After 2 years I’m back, I never thought I would be coming home so soon. I thought for sure I’d be spending the rest of my life back in sunny L.A. But things changed. Not just my location, but my whole life is now changed. Just a few words is all it took. A few words I never wanted to hear. But no matter what I did, I couldn’t change it.

“Over here, I’ll take your bags.” My mom’s high pitched voice snapped me out of my thoughts. She grabbed some of my bags and loaded them in the trunk of her car, while I did the same with the ones I held. I took one last look around, at the grey sky and the tall buildings, before I jumping into my mom’s car and slamming the door. I pulled my hoodie sleeves past my hands and tucked a lock of my long auburn hair behind my ear. I can do this, I kept repeating to myself.

“You glad to be back?” My mom looked at me from the corner of her eye, letting out another tear.

“I guess so. I missed you and dad.” I smiled the most convincing I could. I haven’t smiled since I got the news, or at least for real smiled. I knew I would once I saw my dad though. I miss him dearly. He’s my best friend and I honestly don’t understand how I lived for 2 years without seeing his wrinkly cheeks when he smiled brightly at me. He’s the only one who knew exactly how to make me smile.

Even though I don’t want to leave L.A, I know this is for the best. I wouldn’t be able to take care of myself anymore if I stayed. I just don’t see any reason to stay, I’m not exactly the fun, outgoing girl I used to be before I got the news.

I let out a long sigh. I leaned my head against the car door while staring out the window, looking at all the trees and buildings flash by. All I kept thinking was, once I get out of this car, unpack my bags into my fresh new room at the new house my parents bought in London when they decided to move out of Bradford, I, Kennedy Hill, will be living a new life. I’m not sure how it will go, but I know it starts today.

About 10 minutes later the car came to a hault in a driveway I've never seen before. This must be the new place. I hopped out of the car, slammed the door and glanced ahead at my new home. It was big. Very big. It had 2 stories and I spotted a balcony behind it. The walls were made of stone, and it looked kind of like a castle. Its quite weird, considering my old home back in Bradford was nothing but a small house with 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. I guess my parents  really saved up for this one. It's quite close to the hospital which is good. My father has been struggling with Cancer for the past 3 years, which was hard to deal with at first, but now we have learned to accept it and move forward.

"Honey, come get the rest of your bags, and head up to your room. Its upstairs, 2nd one on the left." My mother called to me while taking some of my things inside.

I did as she said and grabbed the last two duffle bags out of the trunk. I slowly made my way over to the front door, breathing heavily once I pushed it open. 

I nearly passed out looking inside..it was beautiful. It had a velvet, long leather couch leaned against the stone walls with a love seat opposite from it, a wooden fire place, with a huge flat black tv hanging above it. The rug was covering the whole floor, decorated with lovely flower designs. Family portaits hung everywhere. I would of killed for a house like this back when I was in high school but now it doesn't really matter to me anymore.