Leaving Laila

5

"Aughhhh," I yawn, sitting up in bed and stretching.

Today was my first day of college and I had my first class at 10:30 am. Yesterday after Jonathan and I argued I stayed in my room for the remainder of the day. I went out once to grab my phone which was thankfully not broken. I had a plan today which was to avoid him at any cost. I didn't want to anything to do with him or I would end up in prison.

I shower and wash my hair with my strawberry shampoo before getting out. I had a simple outfit picked out for today. I towel dry my hair and my body before putting my clothes on. I knew Aliana would kill me if she saw how simple my first day outfit was. I had on a black crop sweater with white stripes on the elbows, white washed jeans and my white adidas with black stripes. I didn't want to do heavy makeup so I just put on some eyeliner and gloss.

I did not know what to do with my long hair, which had gotten slightly curly from the wash. I couldn't be bothered to flat iron it so I just threw it up into a topknot. I grabbed my phone and my backpack before exiting the room and closing the door. When I stepped into the kitchen Jonathan was leaned up on the counter drinking coffee. He was in nothing but black sweatpants and his muscled chest was on display. His eyes followed me as I opened the refrigerator and grabbed an apple.

Instead of waiting for me to close the refrigerator he slammed the door himself, his piercing grey eyes staring into my brown ones.

"I thought I told you not to touch my food." He says his eyes gazing at the apple in my hand. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Jonathan get the fuck out of my face." I shoving him. He grabbed my wrist and twisted it.

"OWW-" I screamed and kicked him in the place where I knew it would hurt most. He falls to his knees, a look of pain of hatred on his face as he sputtered a long line of curse words at me.

"Touch me again and I will be plucking grapes." I threatened him. I bite into the green apple, savouring it's sourness and make my way to the door, ignoring the profanities that he kept screaming at me.

It was sunny and bright when I stepped in Washington Square Park. It was bigger than I expected and very crowded. I expected it to be students only but there were other people there too. It was easy to differentiate between the students and the other people. The students were hurrying off in different directions, carrying coffee cups and backpacks. I was glad for the simple outfit I had chosen as most of the other students were just wearing sweatpants and t-shirts.

It was kind of weird not knowing anybody. I wish Brandon was here with me but his school campus was Tandon which was all the way in Brooklyn. He had texted me last night to make sure I was okay and this morning to have a good day. Aliana has also texted me to wish me a good first day and to call her when I got back to the apartment.

"Hey!" Somebody taps my arm and interrupts my thoughts, "Hey I know you! Cayetana hey!"

A vaguely familiar blonde stood towering over me, her blue eyes flashing excitedly.

"Hey Hannah?" I said in a questioning tone. She nodded. I felt a bit embarrassed for not remembering her name. I I did know her parents though.

Hannah Scott was the daughter of famous supermodel Naomi Scott and business magnate Henry Scott. I had met her at one of the charity brunches in Seattle, that my parents had forced me to in order to "keep up appearances." Aliana had been in Atlanta attending a fashion show with her mother so I didn't have anyone to keep me in check. An after party had happened after the brunch and Hannah had been there. Everybody was drunk off their asses. A hotel penthouse full of horny, drunk rich teenagers. Needless to say nothing good had come of that night. I tried as hard as I could to keep that memory from my mind.