The One That Got Away

Ch. 1- Moving (Again)

Bellas P.O.V

Journal Entry #24
Hello, as you probably already know, my name is Bella. If anyone is reading this, its probably because I am long gone from the world by the time you are reading this. So far my life has been a disaster...I dont know what I did to deserve all of these things to happen to me. I hate it. I hate everything. But, before you continue to read this message, let me tell you how it all started and why I am writing this in the first place.

5 years ago

*Alarm*
I slam my hand down on the noisy alarm, trying to make it shut up so I can go back to sleep. Today is the day that my father, brother, and I are going to be moving for the third time this year. Normally we move every two to three years but my fathers work has been a real ass lately. After a while of failing to go back to sleep I get up and head towards the bathroom. Once in the bathroom I close the door and get undress. I hop into the shower and sigh as the warmth from the water hits my sensitive skin and slide down my body. I stand there for a good five minutes before grabing my coconut scented shampoo. After I rinse out my hair I grab my conditioner and do the same thing. Before I rinse out my hair a second time I grab my razor and start shaving my legs. After I'm finished I rinse the conditioner out. I shut off the shower and step out, drying my hair off with a towel, drying off my body afterwards. I go back to my room with the towel wrapped around me. I walk over to my dresser and try to decide on what to wear. I eventually decide to go with something simple bit cute. I put on my long sleeve shirt and match it with black skinny jeans with rips at the knees. I put on my grey beany after throwing my hair into a low ponytail. Once I think I look presentable I go down stairs for breakfast. As soon as I reach the bottom step my big brother Axel (ch) comes up to me.

"Your late."

"I don't care."

I walk away.

"Breakfast is on the table!"

He yells at me then walks out the front door. Wheres he going? I thought to myself before walking to the kitchen. I see my father (ch) at the stove, cooking himself something to eat.

"What are you cooking?" I ask

"Food"

"I know that much, but what is it"

"Pancakes"

"Can I have some?"

"Yea. Theres some on the table for you"

"Thanks"

I go to the table and eat the food that has been left on a plate for me then when I'm done I bring the plate to the sink, clean it, and put it in a box.

"I'm going to bring my boxes down"

"Alright. Just be careful. You know how clumsy you are"

"Yea yea I know"

I go upstairs then grab one of my three boxes and bring it downstairs. I do this 2 more times until all my boxes are downstairs.

"Is everything packed" my father asks.

"Yes. I made sure I packed everything"

"Alright"

He then proceeds to grab the boxes and bring them to the uhaul. I decide to help him so it will get done quicker.

30 mins later
Everything is finally packed and now we're just waiting for everything to be approved and for Axel to come home.

45 mins later
Typical Axel I thought to myself as he walks in the door. I get up, walk outside and get in the car. I plug in my headphones and listen to music as my dad stsrts the car and starts following the Uhaul truck. Finally. I thought to myself. Moving again