Chapters of my life

Chapter 2 : departure

I couldn't get a wink of sleep that night

I couldn't bear staying in that house

I couldn't bear staying in this town

I couldn't even bear staying in this country

I spent my entire week either going to the cemetery or walking down the lake , anything to keep me away from getting back home and facing aunt Stacey who would constantly cry

I know I have been treating her harshly but it kind of made me help in dealing with the grief and not caring about a thing that all

I needed a fresh start , a new place .. Other than England
any place which would be far .. Far away , a place where I can easily speak my mother tongue

I ran towards aunt Stacey's house to get greeted with Ron

" Ashley ? I..I thought you needed a time away from us " he stated with astonishment

" Nice to see you too " I rolled my eyes and walked past him
" Seriously Ashley , you were never like this , you were never rude you were even politer than rose , you know what you need to see a Psychiatrist"
" What I need is to transfer to America " I snapped back

" What?" He looked at me as if he has seen a ghost
" I am not gonna repeat my self "
" Bloody hell , no way " he walked away
" I am eighteen , I can do it alone .. You know damn well that I can take my share and do what ever I want , the sooner you'll help me the sooner you will get rid of me and you won't have to deal with aunt Stacey's crying " I shouted

"Then why do you need my help ?" He spitted back

" Obviously the fall semester is gonna start in a week and I need to transfer there as soon as possible , and I know you know people there so ... Are you going to help me or not ? "

he stayed silent , probably thinking about it but after minutes of waiting he finally replied with a satisfying answer

" I will take care of all your college papers , anything else ? " he sighs

" I will take it from here " with that I took my bag and left

I went back to the house and started packing everything I might need from clothes , books , shoes , everything single thing I laid my eyes on
keeping on my mind that I would no longer come back here again

after I packed 3 bags , I decided to walk into my parents room for the last time .. Ever

I have always loved their grand bed , I remember that i used to nag and nag just so my mother would let me sleep with her and my dad , but she would always refuse and I also remember sneaking here with Maggie and jumping up and down on their bed till we get caught and mum would start giving us lectures on manners

I walked into the dressing room where mum kept her clothes , perfumes , shoes and bags there

I've always loved the smell of her perfumes , so I took some bottles and I noticed her favourite necklace which was an 'F' ( as for fisters) in loopy font surrounded by a circle , this was our logo I have always seen it on their papers

As I was digging though my mum's clothes I noticed a bag which was extremely heavy , when I opened it I noticed some clothes scattered on the top and some shoes , probably it was the shoes

Without digging any further , I closed it and hung over my shoulder deciding that this one was coming along

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as I reached the gates , the flying attendant smiled at me as I handed her my ticket gesturing for me to walk through what looked like a tunnel till I reached the plane
I meant to choose the economy class as I didn't want to stay in the business nor the first class to remember all the flights that my parents have taken me and my sister with them
I didn't want to remember anything about my past , I didn't want to remember anything that had to do with England

It was going to be a long 7 hours flight so I drifted to sleep and was awaken by the flying attended telling me what I have been wanting to hear for days

" Welcome to Boston "