A love to die for.

Chapter 1: Boarding School.

When my mom had informed me about the news of me going to a boarding school in England, I didn't really care.

But, now that I realize that I can't go anywhere once I'm there, and that there will be curfews... I don't know if that's what I want. Well, I know for sure that that is not what I want.

To the surprise of many people, especially my parents and my school, I do want to change. I want to be my old self again. But, why would a British boarding school, that costs a fortune, be able to do so? It's not as if I get back what I lost. Jackson.

He's been missing for more than a year and it's not like he suddenly will return if I will attend a fancy boarding school, now will he? So, why would my old self come back? For who? My parents? Who are always working or on so-called 'business trips' every other week? Pff, please.

Anyway, I did start packing my suitcase because I can always try, right? Right I sigh. I hear a knock on my door, which surprises me. I didn't know my parents would be home any time soon.

"Hey... Are you almost done?" My mom asks. I scan the room, looking for something that I could possibly forget. I nod. "The plane won't leave for another 4 hours, right?" It is her time to nod now. "Listen, Sybil, your father and I... it's not as if we don't want you here with us. We love you. We always will." She sits down on my bed. I sit down too, not without a sigh, though.

"I know, mom. I know you and dad just want the best for me. And that you guys want me to be happy again and get my shit together." My mom flinches when I curse. I can barely keep myself from rolling my eyes. "Now, I don't want to be any more trouble than I already am.-" "-It's not that you are trouble." Mom tries. I keep talking, "But, how will this special, over expensive, fancy boarding school help me to be myself again? It's not like it will bring me back what I lost. Who I lost" I start to whisper.

"Oh, honey. Don't talk like that, he can always come back. You never know." My mom begins. "You don't know that. He could have been dead for a year, without us knowing it. Without us ever knowing it." "Sorry, I was just trying to..." "It's fine. Is it okay, if I'm alone for a minute? I would like to finish the packing." "Of course, I'll leave you. Sorry." I nod to show it's okay. It's not, though. It's never gonna be okay anymore. Not without him.

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"Bye, mom." I let go of our hug and embrace my dad instead. "We're gonna miss you, doll." I cringe at his nickname for me. I hate it. "I'll miss you too." I let go of our hug. Mom wants to give me another hug, but I stop her with the words, "I need to catch my plane, mom. I really have to go." I lie, I have at least 2 more hours until I have to actually be in the plane, but oh well. "Oh, of course. Sorry. Have a good flight." I nod as a thanks.

With my luggage in my hand, I walk through security, on my way to the gate. Luckily, I have my phone with me. I sit down on an empty bench and take out my phone from my backpack. After a while of playing a few games and scrolling through the socials, I need to go to the toilet. Of course, there is a huge line before me. I sigh loudly.

"Are you also really impatient?" I turn around to meet a girl around my age, I guess. She has red curly hair that ends at her shoulders. She has a cute piercing in her nose. I nod with a smile. "Such a pain in the ass those bathrooms. I mean, really, just make more bathrooms rather than those super expensive stores like; Chanel or Hudson's Bay. Trust me, I'd rather go to the toilet than buy the newest Chanel purse." I tell her.

"NO! How could you!" She says outraged. I see that she is playing me and choose to go along with her. "I know right? It's hard to believe, but oh well." I answer. We both start laughing and people turn around to look at us. I ignore them.