Mia's POV
Oh my god, what have I done...I'm idiot.. Idiot. Idiot...what am I doing, now I'm talking to my self and packing my things in a trolly. What the hell is happening to me!!!
Door opens...footsteps are starting to come closer to her position.
Mom, I'm sorry about this. It's just that it happened and I don't know how can I survived.
You can do that Mia, I know you can. (Soft voice coming from mom, while running her fingers in my hair- I will surely missed her touch) Can you remember that time we moved from one town to another? - (yeah, we've been moving from one place to another, my father is a workaholic person, he never leaves us when he has an assignment, we also moved in and out, my father is a journalist. He covers human stories specially the bloody one (murder) is his specialty. He even won as Top journalist of the year because oh his book " The Murderer ". That's why he covers a story for at least 2-3 years. That's the reason why we moved from place to place. But right now, dad stopped writing and is teaching journalism in one of the biggest school here in Almania. This small town known as Woodrow is where we live for almost 10 years now. And now, I have to leave again, and leave my parents back, with my two siblings. I'm so sad to the point of sobbing almost a week. But, I have to be stronger and make this life possible.
Are you okay Mia? Mom asked..
I was so carried with my thoughts that I lose my mind, and even didn't realize mom was with me.I'm sorry mom, I just can't imagine not having you around. I hugged her tight , the tightest hug I could ever give. I will miss you mom, I will miss all of you.. Still clinging on her comfy body. I want to memorize her smell, cause I know I definitely not see her for more than a year.
Your such a baby.. Mom said while patting my head.
I will miss you too. Don't be a bad girl in there okay? .. With a smile on her face. I know she felt what I am feeling right now, but she's just so strong and didn't want me to know it. But I can clearly see it on her eyes. She's lonely ..
.........It's all packed now. The last thing I need , is to step my foot outside of our house.. It will be my first time to leave home. And I felt the sadness within my heart.. Before I move my foot a step forward in the open door. I glance backward to see my family. They were smiling just like they want to send me away, but I can sense their eyes, their pair of eyes are all in sadness. My older sister is in the side of dad and in between my mom and dad is my younger sister. Yes. We're all girls, dad is the only guy in the house. I know they want to hold me back but, for the sake of the family, they will not. .. Before I looked away, I saw the eyes of my mom and sisters falling in tears.
Please don't cry... God, your holding me now. I run into them and hugged them so tight. I talked in between my tears.
I have to leave now. Don't be sad, I can do this and I know you will surely pray for me. I love you all. I hugged them again, just like a group hug then I finally take out their hands of me and wipe my tears.
I walked with my footsteps very heavy and then I grabbed the knob and made the door wide open. I move myself outside the house without anymore glance at them, thinking it would be better not to see them for the last time, cause I know, I might not go to my destination this day.
I lift my luggage and put it on the back part of the cab and now I'm sitting on the caution of my ride. "Let's go" I said to the driver, then he hit the key and the wheel starts to roll. We are now running through the wide road. While glancing on the green fields outside the window of the cab, I still cannot believe what is happening in my life. It's been a month since that particular scene happened. That scenario brings me in this unbelievable situation. 'Huuuh', I sigh.
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Her Scent
RomanceThor Achilles Romania, a 31 yr.old billionaire who never believed in love. Despite of despising girls, he still loves to make love with them, after that, he will leave them like nothing happened. He is a totally gorgeous man, who can tore all the gi...