A Twist Of Fate

Chapter 3

Heey guys :) Here is the 3rd chapter :D How do you guys feel that she might be moving to America! And how is she going to tell Josie!? Hope you guys enjoy and dont forget to like, comment and vote ^_^ xo

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Chapter 3

It was fairly easier to get up this morning; my stitches were fairly healed up and felt good about last night, mentioning that i actually did want to go to America. I got up with my hair over my face and slowly trudged into the bathroom. After the shower i felt alive again, when i looked in the mirror, i felt good about myself, i started to look, and i thought about changing my hair style before i go to America, i mean you can’t change your old life with the same hairstyle?

Today was pretty hot outside, so i decided to wear short shorts with a dark purple tank top, not showing too much cleavage, but just enough. I thought i could get a new wardrobe as well when i got over and change my style completely. I went downstairs to see mum with two plates set out with a pile of pancakes stacked on them. I loved pancakes and mum knew that. It seemed to be we were actually happier now that dad was gone. 

I mean, don't get me wrong, i loved my dad, or if he really has my dad. I always thought that he wasn't my dad, i mean he was the completely opposite of me. He had blond hair, I have brown and he has no resemblance at all with me. He is short, I’m tall. Sometimes i think about how we are actually related at all.

"What the occasion?" I mocked poking my tongue out as i sat down on the table.

"Nothing, can't i just enjoy the fact that your fathers gone?" She smirked and went back to preparing.

I just sat there staring at my plate of pancakes; i picked up my knife and fork and dug in. I love mum's pancakes, as soon as they hit your mouth, a burst of flavour hits your taste buds.

"Mum, i have been thinking, and I’m serious about moving to America" I mentioned while she was washing the dishes.

"Oh that's lovely Scar, but how are you going to tell Josie?" she asked.

"What, can't i bring her with me? I mean she small enough to fit in my luggage" I mocked and she laughed, she seemed happy and i was glad, and that's the reason why i wanted to move, to start a new life, with just mum.

HONK

HOOOONNKKK

HOOOONNNNNNKKKK

Josie's arrived out the front, and I ran outside, jumped in the car and gave her the biggest smile.

But i knew she knew that although i saw smiling, my eyes filled with sorrow.

"What's wrong?" She asked as soon as we drove off.

"Oh nothing just had a little fight with my mum" I replied, hoping she believed me.

"Oh okay" She said while smirking.

"Oh yeah" she mentioned.

"What's that you wanted to tell me?" She added.

I went white, and she saw me, i didn't know how to tell her, and i didn't know when. Everything was so confusing now that I'm moving to America in 2 weeks.

"Well, it's just that, w-what would you do i-if i were to say, move to A-America?" I stuttered and to be honest, kind of mumbled.

"Well there would have to be a bloody good reason i suppose, i mean, if YOU really wanted to, i can't stop you and knowing how determined you get, nobody will" She replied, we both laughed it off, but i think she knew my laugh was fake.