CHAPTER 1 - THE END OF A NEW BEGINING
" Bella, your mum and I have some news for you" says my dad to me one Friday evening as I get home from school.
I look at the both sitting on the couch, with nervous expressions on their faces and can't help but groan. I know easily from the looks on their faces they are about to tell me some bad news. My heart sinks and I narrow my eyes cautiously as I walk over to where they are sitting in the living room.
" B-Bella, honey. I ..... think it .... may be best, if ... perhaps you sit down " my mother says nervously. I nod my head knowing how carefully she was choosing her words. Backing into the seat opposite them I ask cautiously " what's the matter. Is something wrong. "
A small fake smile on my lips yet concern in my eyes. Both of my parents quickly send nervous looks to each other before turning to face me with intense, nervous and almost guarded expressions.
" Well, Bella, Baby. Me and your mum have got some news..." A large nervous smile playing on his lips as he continues to look at me not saying another word. I nod my head in encouragement and a concerned frown forming on my forehead. My dad then takes a large deep breath before heaving a heavy sigh and quickly says "Bellawe'removingweatheryoulikeitornotimsorryiknowwepromisedyouthatwe'llnevermoveagainbutcertainsituationshavearrivenandnowweneedtomove." Then lets out a large relived sigh and gives me a huge grin. My mother just sits there looking at him in shock and annoyance, while I still continue to to look at him confused. Still not knowing what the hell this is all about.
" Er, dad. Do you think that you could do me a very large and big favour" I say slowly, almost like talking to a child and he nods his head.
" Do you think you could say that all again but slower please. I didn't understand a word of it." I couldn't help but let out a small giggle at my fathers shocked expression and the small smirk forming on my mothers mouth before it suddenly disappears and she turns to me once again, a nervous expression back on her face.
" Darling let me take it from here, Yeah?" She says to my dad before continuing to tell me what's wrong. " Look Bella, what your wonderful and slightly erratic father was trying to tell you is that... well we're moving and we are moving tomorrow. I'm sorry darling." my mother says.
I let out a gasp and suddenly feel sad and even worse betrayed and lied to. My parents and I have always moved around ever since I was little, but this time they had promised me that we wouldn't move until I at least had finished school. To give me time to make some good friends and maybe even get a boyfriend. But now here they are going back on their words, just like always. I don't even know why I even bovered to believe them in the first place. They were always breaking their promises, but this time it had been different I thought to my self. This time they had said that it would be different. They said everything was going to change, that this was a new beginning for us individually and as a family. I was sceptical at first, why would I believe them after all the broken promises but after a while they began to prove it. They were finally at home for dinner every night and I made some awesome friends. I had really began to believe in what they said. I had finally began to have some faith in what my parents were saying to me and now this. Now they have gone back on everything they had promised. Ruined what little faith and trust in them I had gained these last six and a half months and now I have to move. Again!
I can feel the hot furious tears blurring my eye sight as they stream angrily from my eyes and down my face. I stand up slowly, rage coursing through me and I say bitterly " How could I have ever thought you would change, that you could actually keep a promise to your daughter". I see both my parent wince at this, but I don't care. Its the truth and not my fault if they can't handle it, I think vindictively to myself. I then slowly turn my back on them and storm out of the room to my bedroom. Though not before stopping in the doorway, keeping my back to them both, just slightly turning my head in their direction a cold expression on my face to say " Why do you hate me so much, don't you ever want me live like a normal teenager. I hate you for always stopping me from being a normal kid and I can tell you now, I always will". Then I turn to face the front and continue storming up to my room. I didn't stop or care to see the faces of my parents pale. Or my father pull my mother into a tight hug as she breaks down in silent sobs, tear streaming down her face.
When I get to my room I collapse on my bed and pull my cellphone out of my jean pocket. I take a deep breath and begin to call all of my new friends and tell them the bad news. I realise as I am speaking to them my voice is dead panned and mono-toned, yet I couldn't quite muster enough energy to fake a happy voice to the new friends I had made six and a half months ago. Each were shocked and upset and they were even more upset when I told them I was leaving tomorrow. As this meant that they couldn't say goodbye to me in person. Even though we had only known each other for a short time it really felt like we had known each other out entire lives, due to how well we got on. By the end of each call I was in silent tears along with my friends. I was even more upset when I had to tell my best friend Sara. We were both practically bawling our eyes out on the phone, telling each other how we had to keep in touch and how we will always be best friends forever no matter what. Even as she said it I knew for a fact it was all a lie. I knew once I left tomorrow we would most likely never see, speak or think about each other again. It had happened a million times before at all my other schools, with all my other friends that I had made and I knew it would happen again. Even though I knew what was going to happen and that I was prepared for it to happen. It still stung. Then came the next worse thing, I had to break up with my boyfriend Tony. I had worked 3 months to get him to notice me and ask me out Ever since the day I arrived at the school. Then after 3 months it had finally happened. I was so happy the day he asked me out I had a huge goofy grin on my face the whole day. Over the last three months of us dating I had fallen deeply in love with him and now I have to break up with him. I felt my heart begin to ache. He was my first real boyfriend. Usually I stayed away from boys for this exact reason. Not to get hurt when we have to move. I can't believe I trusted my parents promises. The pain in my heart hurting me, I try to stop the tears from falling, succeeding after only half an hour. Then shakily take a deep breath and call Tony
" Hey gorgeous, whats up?" he asks as he answers the phone a smile in his voice, and not knowing how it was possible my heart sinks lower.
" Tony, there something we need to discuss" I reply, my voice hoarse from all the crying I had done since I had gotten home from school.
Suddenly I feel an awkward tension, come from him over the phone.
" She told you! That bitch!" He says angrily. Stunned I say nothing wondering what the hell he is talking about.
" It was one kiss I didn't mean anything. I swear. Sara kissed me and I may of kissed her back but only for like second but then I pushed her away. I'm so sorry babe. I swear it will never happen again" he says . I hear the pleading in his voice and without thinking I say dead panned "we're over". Then I turn my cellphone off before throwing it across the room. Trying to digest the new information my boyfriend had just told me.
'He cheated on me! With my best friend. What an ........' I think to myself angrily.
He and my best friend kissed. Wait my boyfriend a guy who I love and the my best friend who I'm always with and gotten real close to kissed each other. The anger building up inside me again and suddenly I can't wait to get the hell out of this house, this town hopefully maybe even out of this county. I quickly climb off my bed and begin to pack my things. After a while though the shock of what I had just found out about my friend and now ex-boyfriend begins to hit me and the sadness and hurt begins to seep in and the tears begin to fall heavily again. I lay on my bedroom floor surrounded by my most prized possessions. I grab hold of my favourite old teddy bear which I have had since I was very young and hold it close. Thinking of all the good memories I had made while here, knowing at least some of them weren't a sham like the ones which included Tony and Sara. So even more sadness builds up inside of me. Thinking silently to my self ' why would my parents make me move after settling in so well. ' and ' why would the people closet to me always try and hurt me any way possible.' Still crying holding my teddy bear, I soon drift off to sleep on my bedroom floor.
That night my parents come into my room, seeing me so vulnerable and puffy-red eyed laying on the floor holding tight to my teddy. They can't hep but sigh sadly and give each other sad looks. My father silently creeps over to me and picks me up bridle style in his arms laying me gently in my bed. Both him and my mother giving me a quick kiss on the forehead before packing up my things. Trying there hardest not to wake me up from my deep slumber.
