Dear diary

Chaos is great!

As the guards run over to me I want to run. I want to run away from all of this. I want to live a normal life; not a life where I'm trying to get a gun through airport security. I want a life with a dad I want I life were I'm not living.

A man runs over to me. He looks to be in his 40, pretty large and has clothes on that look like there gonna pop off at any second. " Alright, were just gonna scan ya down love" he says to me with a surprisingly deep voice ( if your British it's ya typical 30 year old nonce).

When I say that my heart was about to explode out of my chest I'm not joking. I felt like at any moment I would collapse on the floor from a heart attack. I look over to mum to see her slightly worried. She saw me looking at her and turned to give me a slight smile of encouragement. " Go on Jessica dear, you'll be okay." She said with a warm and welcoming smile.

I slowly walk over to the guards, regretting each step. Every move I made me feel like my heat was getting heavier.' This is the end for me' I mumble in my head.

I can almost picture my funeral; the songs that are being played, they sobbing of family, the priest words, the over dramatic dresses, the depressing suits. God, just thinking about it bores me. I don't want to die like that. I don't want to live a mediocre life like that!

I don't even notice that the guard is scanning me. I look up but to my surprise, it's not the fat guy from earlier. Instead it seems to be a young girl, possibly the same age as me, with blonde curly hair and bright red lips. She has pale green eyes which somehow fits in with her very red aesthetic.

She gives me a slight smile before telling me " You can pass though, it was only a penny".
The woman then holds up a 2p coin and gives it to me."Good luck on your trip" She says while hold a sweet sickly smile.

I walk though the gates after thanking the woman. Something was up about her and I know it. I don't know why. I turn around again to fave her only to see nothing. It's like she completely vanished from sight.

I shake my head, I'm probably just seeing things. It's been a long day and I'm under a lot of stress. Yeah that's it. I've been getting too stressed out over small things. I turn to fave mum to see if she's alright. What happened to her.

Mums face has gone pale, sickly pale. Her eyes are wide open with fright. Her mouth is slightly hanging open. " Mum, are you alright?" I asked, honestly concerned for her going I've never seen her like this.

"Ah, yes I'm fine, just fine. I-I. I just feel like I'm really going to miss this place you know. It's like reality has just kicked in!" She stutters startled.

Veronica POV

Was that. No. It can't be. S-she's dead. SHES SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD AND BURIED IN AMERICA NOT ALIVE AND WALKING IN ENGLAND. WHATS GOING ON. IF SHES COME TO HAUNT ME THEN WHAT ABOUT EVERYONE ELSE. WHAT IF KURT AND RAM COME BACK. WHAT IF THEY ALL GANG UP ON ME.

WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF THAT MOSTER CAME BACK. WHAT IF THAT PSYCHOPATHIC ASSHOLE CAME BACK. WHAT WOULD I DO. WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF HE TRIED TO MESS
WITH JESSICA. I DONT WANT A COPY OF HIM IN THIS WORLD AND I DONT WANT THAT COPY TO BE MY DAUGHTER.

Okay calm down Veronica. It might not of been her. It might just have been a trick of the light. Or maybe it's a look alike. Yeah maybe. Probably.

But the way she looked at me when I passed. It's wasn't a kind and caring look stranger would give each over. It was one of those evil look you would give someone when you're about to fuck with them.

"Mum are you alright?"

I'm suddenly snapped back into reality with a voice. I look down to see a concerned Jessica.

"Ah yes I'm fine.I-I.I just feel like I'm really going to miss this place you know.It's like reality has just kicked in!" I lie. And god was that lie obvious.

"Okay.... Well we have quite a while until we actually need to board the plane so why don't we go to a cafe and gets something to drink!" She asks.

God she so innocent. She looks at me I've never done anything wrong. Like I have witnessed murders. Like I haven't killed a living human with my own hands.

" Yes of course. That sounds like an amazing idea!" I say.

I feel like it'll be nice to catch up with her. Since I announced that we would be moving she hasn't really talked much. She was never much of a talkative person at all. She was somewhat mysterious. You could never get a right aura with her. Who know what goes on inside her head right now.

We get to the tea shop and grab some seats. Jessica orders a cup of green tea while I just get a coffee.