Pistanthrophobia
-fear of trusting people due to past experiences gone wrong.
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"Please give it back", I pleaded
"Why? What is this? your diary?", he taunted, the smirk still visible.
"No...", I frowned
"Then you wou...
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I just arrive on the airport of Los Angeles. Me and my Mom went to live in Mississippi a few years after she and dad got divorced.
We went there to live with my Lolo and Lola, my grandparents. Instead of retiring in the Philippines, they decided to stay in the states, but doesn't mean we all don't try to visit Philippines, it's just that it has been budget tight with my Mom since the divorce.
Right now, I am at the baggage claim area, waiting to see if I could find Charlotte, my dad's new wife.
You see my mom and my dad's new wife are actually friends, they are very close. I know it's weird but my mom entrusted me to her, and she is one of the nicest and caring person I have met.
She also has a beautiful personality and she's also like a mom to me, but she will never be able to replace my real mom, and she had promised to my mom she will take care of me if.... she passed away. I can certainly show her my real self and she loves me like a daughter literally! and I couldn't have asked for anyone else better to take care of me. She is also one of the few people who knew my mom had passed away and also how....
...though I'm just nervous of what everyone will think of me when I get back.
Will they still think I'm the same bratty me or Will they give me a chance?
I hope my brothers will atleast give me a chance, to prove I am not as anywhere near the same as their once bratty sister.
Just then I find a familiar face in the crowd, She was coming towards me, in the brightest smile I've seen.
" Welcome home sweet pea" she greeted in a delighted tone.
" How have you been holding up?" She asked as I saw once again the sad mourning look in her eyes, I guess she hasn't moved on yet too.
"I'm ok, just need some getting used to" I replied. I could see she was also collapsing in the inside, she was very close with mom.
She might be a step-mother who I'm supposed to hate, unlike in the fairy tale books, but she is different, she earned my trust and role of being a parent. She has my trust, which I certainly scared to give to anyone right now.
"So have you taken care of everything back in Mississippi?", Charlotte asked me, not taking her sight off of the road
"Yes, and I promised to call Remy when I landed", I reminded myself.
"Sure sweet pea call her", She suggested.
I went to my contacts and clicked on her name. It went on dial and ringed for about a second when she finally answered it.
"OH MY GASH SIS!!!", Remy yelled over the phone.
"I KENNAT BELIEVE YOU ARE IN LOS ANGELES RIGHT NOW", bursting my eardrums further
