Title: Trust Me

About Me: Ok so this is my first fic, ever and i personally don't think i am a good writer, so i am letting you be the judge of that, please read and review. Oh and i have no idea where this is going.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except Sky.

Summary:It's a new state, a new city, a new house and a new life. I hated it...

Hey Spence,

How was the move, I hope it wasn't too stressful on you. Ummm I was thinking that maybe we shouldn't try the long distance thing. I mean you are there and I'm here.

I'm sorry, S.

I read the e-mail through again, as a tear rolled silently down my cheek. It was over was all I could think. I can't believe it; they didn't even want to try it.

It was three months when Mom had told them that she had been offered a really good position at a hospital in Los Angeles. Mom and Dad had fought for hours over it, until he finally caved and transferred to the LA, Social Service Center claiming that he always wanted to work with the disturbed youth of California.

Now I've been here in this god forsaken city, in a new state, a new city, a new house and a new life. I hated it; I wanted to go home, back where I knew who I was and where my place was in our small town. I didn't like it here, I'm just glad that there was still a week left of the holidays. I don't think I could handle meeting new people just yet.

Another tear fell as I thought about all that had been left behind. Friends that I won't see, my favorite haunts that I won't vacate and a relationship that no longer exists. I had received the e-mail yesterday, just after I managed to located and install my lap top. I had read it possibly 500 times by now; I hadn't been able to think of what to say back.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that's it, I'm sorry. One day, not even that, you don't even want to try to give us a shot, it's not that far... I miss you, so much. I'm so lonely here without you and you go end it like that. I want a reason; I deserve that, and don't give me crap about long distance relationships never working.

Spencer.

I closed my lap top and sat down on my bed, the tears were falling freely. I grabbed my trusty teddy off the bedside table and held it against my chest. As the tears subsided I looked around my new room, it was a relatively big room, most of the space was currently occupied by boxes that I haven't got around to emptying, there was also a walk in closet in the corner and my double bed was in the middle of the floor.

There was a knock on the door, "just a second," I shouted.

I quickly wiped my eyes; I checked my appearance in the mirror on the wall. My eyes, normally a bright blue, were all red from crying and my long blond hair was slightly messy since I hadn't brushed it yet. But apart from that I was looking ok.

I answered the door and looked up at my mother, "Yes?" I asked sharply.

"Breakfast is ready," she replied, "Are you ok sweetie, you like you've been crying?"

"Uh, I'm fine," I hesitantly said, "just missing Ohio." I walked past her and headed down the stairs towards the kitchen. They had moved into a two story Victorian styled house, it was a gorgeous house, but that didn't stop the fact that I didn't want to be here. I moved into the dinning room and saw my brother and father sitting at the kitchen counter eating breakfast.

There isn't anything special about my family, I have a mother and father that love each other, they argue like every other couple but they love each unconditionally. My brother however is an ass, he's one year older than I am and he uses this to his advantage every chance he gets. But I still love him, and he'll look out for me, if I get into trouble. Loyalty is never an issue in our family; we are always looking out for each other.

I walked over to them and sat down on the spare stool, "so what ya eatin'?" I asked.

My brother, glen answered, "b…on…nd…gs."

I dry reached as I saw his partially digested food rolled around his mouth, "I'm not hungry."

"Glen," my dad chided, "finish eating before you talk," he turned my way, "Do you have anything planned to day, Spence?"

"No, I was going to lock myself up in my room and finish unpacking," I said taking a sip from the glass of juice that was in front of me.

"Hey that's mine," Glen said grabbing the glass out of my hand. The jerking moment caused the juice to come flying out the top and all over Glen's pants. He screamed and stood up quickly, which naturally caused his plate of half finished food to tumble to the floor.

I laughed at his crest fallen face, "well you should have just poured yourself another drink," I grabbed a piece of toast of the bench and headed back up to my room. Glen's curses followed me up the stairs, I had a small smile on my face, 'at least Glen's good for something,' I thought as I opened the first box.

So what do you reackon should i just quit now.

Kat