Christmas In California

Day: 5 "We need to talk"

Faith:

I feel strange.

That night was definitely weird. I still am trying to figure out why he was staring at me like that. It made things happen to me which I didn't like.

I just wanted to hug him and uh.. *cough* kiss *cough* him.. But I couldn't. I knew I had to not be attached to him again.

I'm not here to stay, only for December. Only this Christmas.

Today Cassie and I were suppose for a run to enjoy the nice weather.

Yes, it's snowing again. I'm starting to low-key hate it but we all know I could never hate snow. If I do, it's a big thing that's making me hate it.

I dress myself up in some warm clothes and eat my breakfast as fast as possible.

Cassie is still sleeping. Since I wanted some alone time, I asked Amy to tell Cass that I'm going out and I'll meet her in an hour. Which she gladly agreed too.

Outside the house, I go by my old house. I stand there, staring at it. I just want to see my parents. I miss them. No matter what happens, they are still my parents. I take few steps on the driveway leading to the front door but am stopped by a voice in my head.

Fai, don't.

But I really want to go in.

I know, but Faith you can't. They hate you. Remember they burned all your things?

Yes but they are still my biological parents. How come they not even miss me. Just one bit.

I know you really want to go there faith, but please. Don't do it.

I let out a loud sign and walk away. I want to cry and hug my mom but I don't have that much courage. I want to meet my dad and hear him call me, "Alien" again but knowing, he will never call me that again.

I laugh along my way as I think of our moments. My dad, used to call me 'Alien' because I was really weird and I sounded like an alien when I was younger.

I kick the bucket rock and continue walking. I really miss them.

It's been 3 years since I last spent winter or Christmas with them. 3 years since I have been lonely. I used to see old pictures of us together and hear their voice mails.

Why did I have to be so damn selfish?

If I had just accepted what they wanted for me, this would have never happened.

Yeah but they basically controlled you. You ran cause they were trying to get you married to someone you didn't even know, even when you tried telling them that you already in love with someone else.

Then it hit me.

Was is not my fault this whole time?

No no. It is my fault. Definitely my fault. I'm too selfish.

"Ma'am please watch out. " A voice reaches my ear and snaps me out of my head.

"I'm sorry. " I help the lady get her things together which fell because of me.

"Kids. " I hear her mumble before going away. I stand up and go to my favourite park. Aka the nearest one.

This place was mine and Ryker's place. We used to hang out here all the time.

I sit on a bench and try to relax my thoughts. I can't be thinking of him. I can't.

I hear footsteps walking towards me. I know its Ryker. I can tell just from the stare.

Before he could say something I get up to leave but guess what? I'm too slow and he has already stopped me.

"What do you want. " I sigh as I meet his eyes. I need to act like I hate him.

"We need to talk, you know. "

"We do? " I act dumb, like always.

"Yes. " His serious tone let's me know that we have to talk about it.

"Okay, go ahead. " I encourage him.

"not right now. Meet me tomorrow here. Same time. " He says.

"What-Fine. " I say as I see he is already walking off. Rude.

I don't blame him though. I would've done the same.

I sigh and walk back home. Something tells me that this 'talk' won't be good. Probably going to be me yelling or him yelling.

I groan as I think of all the ways the conversation can go.

Nothing much of interests happened for the rest of the day. Me and Cassie went for a walk and the rest of the consisted me of doing nothing except eating, watching Netflix and sleeping. Quite the fantastic day.

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Heyo it's this bitch again.

I updated. Nice. Anyways sorry I'm really lazy. Promise I'll be done with this book by 25th December.

Fun fact: I have to write a story for Oxford thing. It's called 'young author' and I don't know what to do. Someone help me pleasE.

Okay bye.

Take care.

See you laterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

thanks for reading :)

Merry chrimus 🎄