i choose u

.Chapter One.

.Chapter One.

     Suitcase bags were stacked outside my bedroom door, room was spotless, and my father was throwing his luggage into the back of his truck. 

     I stood in the middle of my room, staring out my bedroom window at my father that was going to be leaving for a year. 

     I tucked a loose strand of my black hair behind my ear and turned to my bedroom door slowly.

     Heading down the hallway gave me a heartache, knowing I wasn't going to be here for a long time. All my happy memories would be sealed away in a box for a year and stored in a storage that my father would be paying for over seas. I gripped my purse strap tightly as I closed the front door in front of me and looked up at the plain white house.

     "Ayame, whats wrong?" My father asked coming up from behind me. I turned around to smile at him, with tears filling up in my eyes. He patted the top of my head and gave me a comforting smile. I didn't have to say anything to him for him to understand, he was leaving for a long time. It was making me hurt. 

     We walked down to the truck, I jumped into the front passenger side and my father eventually joined me in the truck after throwing all my suitcases in the back. He turned the key in the ignition and the trucked growled as he put it into drive. My seat belt clicked when I pulled it over me. I glanced at my father, who studied the road. I was going to miss him, a lot. 

     I blinked my eyes open slowly, seeing the truck was stopped in front of a large two story house that was painted grey and had steps leading up to the door. It was a two hour long drive, and I didn't even notice I had fallen asleep. My father turned the car off and opened the door to step out. I got out and stepped up onto the side of the truck to grab my two bags in the back, then glanced at my father who pushed the doorbell button. A man opened the front door and my father was saying something to him while he patted him on his arm.

     I pulled out one of my suitcases and threw it down on the ground. My father and the guy looked at me, still talking but I tried to ignore it. My long hair kept getting in the way of my face and I pushed it back with my hand. 

     "Ayame! Come meet Blaine!" My father called and I grabbed my other bag and jumped down. I headed over with my two bags awkwardly and the guy with dirty blonde hair and blue eyes watched me curiously.

     "Hello," He said to me in a deep voice, and I looked at him and nodded my head.

     "Hi," I replied awkwardly. My father threw his arm around my shoulders.

     "This is my lovely daughter, Ayame that I've been telling you about," Dad chuckled and shook me around.

     "Dad, stop," I looked away, blushing. Blaine cracked a smile and then looked down at my bags.

     "That's it?" He asked. 

     "Yes," I nodded and my father took both the bags.

     Blaine stepped to the side to let me and my father in, and I stepped into a huge room, with cream colored walls, a crystal chandelier hanging above our heads and a wide stair casing that led up to the second floor. I looked around in awe. Such a big house for one person, and I looked up towards the hallway on the second floor with a bunch of white painted doors following along the side of the wall. The tile beneath me was light brown and waxed over, it sparkled and reflected from the sunlight shinning through the large windows that surrounded the house. Everything was so light, the house felt welcoming. 

     My father looked around as well, and then glanced at Blaine giving him a proud smiled. 

     "You sure did finish up this house nicely," My father commented and I looked towards Blaine.

     "You did this?" I asked, astonished. 

     "Yeah," He shrugged. 

     My father set my bags down, and they made a clank noise that echoed around the room. I looked up into my fathers eyes, starting to get teary eyed again. My father embraced me in a hug and I hugged him tightly back. 

     "I promise, I wont be gone for long," He whispered in my ear. Blaine just watched quietly, standing on the side while I sobbed in my dads shirt.

     "I know," I whispered back. He pulled me away from him to look at my face one last time. He smiled at me and I weakly smiled up at him. My father turned to the door and Blaine and I followed him out.

     "Take care of her," My father said, stopping halfway down the sidewalk and looking to Blaine. Blaine just nodded and I wiped the tears from my eyes.

     I watched my father hop into his truck and start the engin. I waved my hand at him, and he looked back to wave at me through the car window. I crossed my arms on my chest as I watched him drive further down the road and disappear. I was left standing on the steps, with my long black hair flowing in the cool breeze.