It seemed like only yesterday when I was running into my mother's arms. With my dad filming us on his tape recorder and six-year-old me crying with laughter. I can still remember the smell of the wildflowers, and the sound of the bees in the field.
That was before we moved away. I remember it so clearly. It was 2168, and we had just got back from our skiing holiday in the North. Everything seemed perfect then. A perfect little family, living the perfect little life with not a worry in the world.
Fucking bullshit. Looking back at it now I should've known it was too good to be true, just like how a photo is only a millisecond of what actually happened, the cottage and that holiday were just me living in what I didn't know was what grown ups call 'The Good Old Days'. If only I knew I had been living in them when I was, maybe I would've made more of it.
Moving didn't seem that bad at first. For a six year old it was like having a change of scenery, so being the naive little girl that I was I just got in that plane as if we were going on a school trip. The kind where your not interested in the subject but as long as you don't have to do work then you'll do it no questions asked.
I guess I just wasn't ready for what reality was going to slap me in the face with.
The city started off great. There were new places to go, new sights to see, and a whole lot of new experiences. But salt and sugar look the same, and things went downhill pretty quickly. The new job that my father had got at the tech department started to get to him, and he would get home later that usual. It started with about an hour or so, but after a few months it turned into getting woken up at 2am by a slammed door and a fight in my parents bedroom.
Then one day, there wasn't a fight to wake up to. Call me crazy, but it was that that made me realize something was wrong. Instead, I woke up to a note on my bedroom door. A note that would change my life forever.
Heart racing, I timidly got out of my bed and walked the short distance to the door. I knew something was off when I wasn't woken up stupidly early as normal, but I didn't want to think of the worst possibilities. So, hands trembling, I peeled the note from the tape that stuck it to the wood and started reading. Even now I can remember exactly what it said:
"To my darling daughter,
If you are reading this letter then I am already gone. Gone for a better life far away from where you are.
You see, ever since your father got his new job, it's not been going well for us two. Eventually, I knew that the David that I knew was gone, and it was too hard for me to wait for him to come home from drinking every night.
But there is one thing you must promise me. Don't blame this on yourself. And in return I will promise you something as well.
We will see each other again one day. I don't know when, but I promise that we will.Love you forever,
Mum"
I hoped we would.
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