Hold Me Darling (Adam Young / Owl City Fan Fiction)

Chapter 1

"Brielle?" My mom called me from downstairs.

Trying to figure out where she exactly was, I snuck down the kitchen and found her at first try.

"This is for our last thanksgiving before we move to Owatonna." She carefully moved the hot pan to the black marble counter.

"Need help?" I looked as if I didn't want to help her at all. I looked uninterested, unhappy, unexcited and extremely bored. Our sighs harmonized. Her sigh was about the look on my face and my sigh was about not wanting to leave California.

I mean like, what else could you ask for? We have a big, nice house here downtown LA, I study in a private school, awesome friends, all the things i need, and most especially, this is where I grew.

Not realizing that I've been thinking too much, I found myself making an awkward stare session with my mom.

She giggled and said, "Brielle, you'll like it there. Rest assured." She poured the gravy onto the bowl with the mashed potatoes.

I nodded sheepishly and put out on my new pair of Teal Converse. The company my dad's working on has gone bankrupt, and he didn't get to save anything. I went outside to forget about my problems, and how I was never given the chance to say my opinion about this stupid moving houses plan I was never even involved.

Even my dog got caught up in this mess.

I fixed my dirty blonde hair and looked at Riley, our golden retriever with both eyes as it starts to tear up.

"Riley, I'll miss you." I extended my arms out to give Riley a big hug as she licked my cheeks, exactly right where on the tears were falling.

It wasn't in my plan to be too emotional about this thanksgiving party, but there was just somethhing about it that makes me really sad. From a big city girl to a small town girl. How can I ever live in a small town with a population of only 24,000.

The party soon ended and I kept thinking about my friends. I decided to text them since today is our flight to Minnesota and still haven't said goodbye to them. "Clarisse and Liv, today is my flight. I hope to see you guys at the park near my house. I'll be there in a few minutes." Along with the text, I sent a kissy emoji to go with it.

I went to the park, hoping to get the last glance of my friends. Time passed by and there were no traces of them at all. After two hours of waiting, my body grew old and tired. I've been sitting on the swing for too long now. I swallowed back the tears that were about to fall but it just didn't seem to work. I cried in the park like an idiot. I broke down and felt so unwanted. I decided to stay for a little longer but it struck me, They are just using me for fame, and now that they can't use me anymore, they neglected me. I took my coat off the swing where they were supposed to be. I put it there to "save" the space for them, because silly me, thought they were actually going to come.

I walked home, while wiping the tears that I was ashamed to be wiping, because people like them don't deserve my tears at all. I took the last glance of our house in LA and went into the car to find my parents waiting for me, and Riley, still having no idea that we are about to give her to the dog shelter. "Where the hell have you been?! Didn't you know its our flight in 30 minutes?" My dad frantically asked.

"Sorry dad. I've just been to the park." I buried my face onto my pillow that I kept in the car for too long now, and cried even harder.

"Relax baby girl. Your friends didn't die. You just moved places." my mom told me. There wasn't enough worry in her voice but I didn't mind. I just wanted to cry and cry until I'll have no tears to cry with. I don't want to go to that stupid old Owatonna.