Say Something

It's time I let you go

''GET THE HELL OUT!''  We're the words she said to me as she started throwing random stuff at me, the hate swirling in her blue hazel eyes, hate that has been directed at me since I turned nine. Without saying a word I hastily packed my things took my car and left. Lucky for me she hadn't given me the car so she couldn't take it away if she tried. I got into my storm blue 2014 mini cooper and started crying till I was shaking.

I woke up sitting in my mini then before I could say anything I realized that I was still on my moms property and started up my engine.

Driving has always come natural to me so as I was cruising through the town I had grown up in, I noticed the little things like how Mr Betts café had been a safe haven for teens, for years or how the high school that everyone went to was rather small.

. Soon I had passed the welcome sign and decided on a destination, a destination I never thought I would ever visit. My dads house.

I wondered what he would think when he's 16 year old daughter showed up at his doorstop asking for help. I doubted he would be shocked because the last time we were in touch he had told me I would always be welcome in his home no matter what, hopefully he hadn't changed that sentiment.

Spruce wood valley would soon become my new home because no matter what I would never return to the bigoted town I once called home. Luckily I had memorised my dads address and hoped he hadn't changed it in the last two years.

156 cherry avenue 

I found the address and was beyond shocked by what I had found. A modern yet classic house with tress everywhere, a fountain bigger than the local pool back at the hell hole I used to live in, it looked to be at least three stories at minimum. You could fit at least five of my schools in here.

I rang the  bell to be greeted by a sweet toddler voice ''Hewo,''   ''Ummm hi, I'm here to see Eric Unita'' 

With the blink of an eye the pearly gates open and I was unleashed into a new type of heaven. I figured they could see who it was because of the cameras why else would they let a random person into their home.

As I was parking I noticed a guy walking out of the house well more like sprinting and the closer he came the more I realized it was my dad with his midnight black hair and a smile that managed to get me to somehow cry yet laugh.

No words were said as we embraced each other for the first time in 5 years. He took my backpack and led me inside. Once inside I finally broke the silence, ''Where's the little mister that answered the bell''. I turned around only to be tackled by not one but two ginger haired twins. ''Nataliya, Nate  get off your sister and let her go upstairs to take a shower because no offence honey but you smell like your mother and such stench is not allowed in this house.