Miles Away (an Aaron Carpenter Fanfiction)

Chapter 1.

I don't believe in love.

It is a stupid thing to believe in. What is the point of it, I'm asked? Nothing. It always ends with a lover breaking the heart of another, or cheating on their lover. More hearts are broken, yet we still try to believe it. There is never a happy ending, and there will never be.

At the age of 6, I experienced my first sights of a broken heart. I would of never saw it coming. My daddy walked into my room, where I was playing with my teddy bears, like any other little kid would be doing. "There's my little Rissa! C'mere and give your daddy a big hug." Always had my parents called me that, and that's what I called myself too. I ran into his hug, his big warm arms surrounding my frail little body. He had the familiar smell of him, which comforted me. I felt him tickle me slightly, and I giggled.

"Rissa, mommy and I need to have a talk with you downstairs." I started crying, thinking I was in trouble. "Daddy, am I in twouble?" I asked. He shook his head and picked me up. Wrapping my arms around around his neck, I held tightly.

My daddy walked towards my mommy and sat me down on her lap. She wrapped her arms around me, and looked at daddy. "Sweetie," she said, "Daddy and I...are getting separated. We aren't going to be a family anymore." Now isn't that a cruel way to tell your child about a divorce. "No! You and daddy have to be together forever! Isn't love forever?" I asked.

"You'll be staying with mommy, ok dear?" she asked. I looked at daddy, who was as confused as I was. "I thought Marissa was going to be staying with me," he said. What happened next went by in a blur. My daddy slapped mommy in the face, and she fell to the floor screaming in pain. I fell off her lap onto the floor, hitting my head hard. I cried out, and my dad picked me up and ran out the door. He put me in the back seat with his suitcases, started the car, and drove away from out house.

I had nothing.

We ended up living in an old dusty hotel for about a month. I was miserable, lonely, and I missed my mom more than anything. Once dad got enough money, we drove from California all the way to a small town in Canada. I guess he wanted to get as far from mom as he could.

9 years later, I haven't seen my old friends, relatives, or even my mom since I've left. My living conditions aren't exactly the best. I have a job though, although most places wouldn't take me in because I was only 15. Rarely do I see my dad, and when I do, he comes home drunk and tired, leaving me to clean up his messes. I buy everything for myself and he pays the bills. It's a lot for a girl my age to handle for herself, but I've got things under control.

I've been in 3 relationships, but they've all ended the same. I'm heartbroken, and they get a laugh out of it. My only two friends I only see at my school, Milton District High School. They are the only people I trust, and I care for them so much. We all have so much in common. Yet both of them have found the loves of their life. Leaving me here, alone.

So there you have it. Never will I believe in love. No one will ever change that, and that's perfectly fine by me.

A/N This is such a short chapter ugh >.< if you like it or think of ways to make it better, leave a like or comment!!