The New Me

Chapter 2: Leaving here for good

Taylor's POV

It's been exactly four days since Liam's birthday and my dad informing us that we would be moving to New York. Ever since then, Liam has been calling and texting me, but I have just ignored him.

I did not want to think of him even though I had the urge to pick up the call or just send him a text, but I hold back, realizing that things will never be the same as they used to be.

Luckily, it is our school holiday time and I do not have to see him or get bullied by the whole school about what happened during the birthday party. But I'm pretty sure Melissa, that bitch, has already spread it to the whole school via social media.

Honestly speaking, I miss him, and it was hard avoiding the pain in my heart. I told my family what had happened, and they comforted me by distracting me which really help me.

My sisters wanted to beat the shit out of Melissa, but I stopped them, afraid that they would get busted since her father is super protective of her.

Yesterday, mom told me that Liam had come to my house, wondering if he could speak to me about something. But luckily, I was out with my sisters as they wanted me to cheer up before we left for New York.

I cried when mom told me he had come by but I was glad Mom did not tell him that we would be moving to New York; instead, she decided she would tell his mom at the last minute. I was grateful for what mom did because I knew mom really adored Liam a lot when we were best friends.

She has been shipping us together since we were young, but was devastated when I told her the truth about what happened that night.

Today is finally the day when I am finally leaving this place for good. Our flight is in the afternoon and now I'm just loading the car with my luggage. I am holding onto the box of memories that Liam and I shared.

In the box, there were a bunch of things that Liam gave me on my birthdays. The things in the box are definitely the best memory I ever had of our friendship.

However, I push that thought at the back of my mind. But it was too late, my mind went back to the day of his birthday; the humiliation I faced came rushing back.

I want to return the box back to him as I do not want to hold onto the memories of him. It is too painful to even think about it.

I walk to the living room and ask, "Mom, can we stop by the post office before we head to the airport? I need to send something back to someone."

Mom smiles and says, "Sure honey, anything for you."

Suddenly Dad shouts from the car window, "Everyone, get in the car in twenty minutes. We need to leave soon."

I quickly rush back to my room and look at it one last time, before taking my bag and heading out of the house.

We are loading the trunk when suddenly someone says, "See you all soon."

I look back and saw Mr. Polar and make my way to him, running into his arms.

"I will miss you, Mr. Polar. Take good care of yourself and remember to take good care of our house, too."

He nods his head in response and pushes me away and says, "Be a good girl and study hard okay, Taylor?"

I kiss his cheek. "I will, Mr. Polar."

My sisters hug him too and mumble something to him, making all of us laugh. Finally, it was time to go and we say goodbye to Mr. Polar, promising that we will call him once we safely reached our destination in New York. All of us pile into the car, giving one last glance to our house and dad begins to drive.