I Will Make Him Pay [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1: Goodbye and Farewell

"Makia we have something important to tell you," my mother calls me from the kitchen. I dread these family talks with my parents, they usually have meetings about dumb things. I saunter down the hallway and sit on the plush red couch, it is very comfortable if I do say so myself. Soon my mother and father join me in the living room, I don't have any siblings but my cat trots over to me. She always comes to these family meetings, which I think is weird because she is a cat. My parents are silent for a moment then give out a big sigh. This must be pretty important.

"Makia, we're moving." My father says simply.

My head races into a million different places. Moving? My whole life is built here in San Francisco. I like our house, I like this old cute Victorian house. I have so many friends here too, like Layla, the prettiest girl in school. Then there is, Julia, Sadie and Liz they all are so important to my life. I can't move, this can't be happening. I'm going to have to break up with Troy, my boyfriend. He won't be that happy that I'm moving, this fricking sucks balloons. I have so many questions to ask my parents but I do it in a calm matter.

"Where are we moving to?" I ask my mom in particular. She just shakes her head and let's my father answer instead of her.

"Sugar comb, we are moving to..." he choked up on his words then continued "Madison, Wisconsin." I let a tear slip down my cheek. I thought we would at least be moving to somewhere else in California or at least somewhere with an ocean. I don't think I can survive without looking at an ocean to calm myself everyday.

"WISCONSIN? Why there? Who could live there with the terrible winters and no ocean to look out of everyday? I can't believe this, I am going to move to.... Wisconsin." I tell my parents and say the last word in a sort of hushed tone.

My parents aren't overjoyed by moving either, I can see it on their expressions. Most of our family lives in San Francisco or Portland. We won't even be close to them anymore, we won't be able to see them often. What is going to happen towards Christmas or Easter? We always have a family get together those days. I feel like crying but I'm trying to hold back right now, I need to ask a few more questions to my parents.

"Why do we have to move?"

"Your fathers job is based in Madison and he got promoted to one of the top positions. But that means he has to have some sacrifices, which means we have to move. I'm not ecstatic over it, but it is what it is," my mother tells me with little weeps in the middle of her sentences.

"Well, we wanted to give you that news and we wanted you to help pick out a house today, we narrowed it down to two pretty cool ones!" My father says, trying to lift my spirits.

"WHATS THE POINT?!?" Then I run upstairs and slam the door to my room tears bursting down my cheeks.

The tears are flowing down my face while I try to get on my computer and check my Twitter feed. I have about 2,000 followers on Twitter, most are from my school. I decide to send out a tweet saying:
Moving to Madison:(

Then I shut down my computer and sob into my pillow. I am going to miss so many people in my life I don't know how I will survive. My parents try to sugarcoat everything, but this time it won't help me. I know that people who move from a place they have been living in all their lives, get depressed. I don't know if I will be one of those people, but the odds are in my favor. Life freaking sucks.

Once I was done crying I felt pretty sleepy and realized it was about 9:30, crying really does make you tired. I put on my cozy sweatpants and an old t-shirt from when I was like 12, then I rush to my bathroom and brush my pearly whites. You can't go to bed without brushing your teeth, right? Tomorrow is Monday, the worst day of the week. I gag a little when my toothbrush go a little too far down my tongue and then I spit and lay in bed. My mother knocks on my door and I tell her to come in.