As the wind softly blows my hair, I sit down on the grass. I look upon the small town underneath the hill I'm sitting on. Connecticut, my home. Soon to be ex-home. Thoughts run wild in my head, thoughts like none I've had before. 'Run away, you don't need your family.' 'Why move? Isn't this your home, your safe haven?' My thoughts scare me, sometimes. I answer the question softly, I haven't spoken since we heard it had happened. "I do need them, they're the only people that can help me." My voice sounds hoarse, like I've just woken up out of a three week during nap. "We need to move, we need to find a new place to make new memories, without Holden." A tear runs down my cheek, something that has happened a lot, especially the last few days. I'm not sure if I can even fully cry anymore, I've done it too much.
Suddenly a voice sounds, and my heads snaps up. One look at my watch and I realize, I've been sitting here for two hours. "Paige!" The familiar voice yells. "Come on Paige, we need to leave. The moving truck has already left, and we need to follow it, quickly." I sigh and start to stand up, only to fall back down immediately. 'Great, my legs are asleep.' The voice in my heads sounds once again. "Are you okay?" My eyes snap up again and I am looking in the eyes of my dad. "Yeah, yeah I'm fine." He's a bit startled by the fact that I'm talking again, but his face instantly changes from surprised to glad. "Ah, I see you've decided to use that angel's voice of yours again?" He chuckles. "Yeah, I did. Kinda need it to talk to new people don't I?" I reply, unwanted bitterness sounding in my voice. Again, his facial expression changes, to anger this time. "Now you listen to me young lady, I climbed all the way up here to get you. We need to leave now. I will not accept any of this unruly, disobedient behavior any longer, understood?" Emphasizing certain words in his sentence, he grabs my arm and puts it around his shoulders. "Yes dad.." He helps me on my feet and sighs.
"Why do I always offer to do this?" I chuckle at his distressed utter. "I do." Eyes sparkling, he looks at me and asks. "Well, why do I?" My voice sound a little quieter than normal. "Because you love me so much..?" It comes out more like a question, but he laughs. "Yeah, probably." We resume our walk down the hill with laughter and chuckles sounding through the valley.
*Michaela's POV*
"There you are!" I exclaim, as I finally see Jay coming back, half carrying Paige. "You shouldn't keep running off like that honey. Especially when we're in Lima, there's cars everywhere in our stree-" My rant is cut off by a hug, Paige. "Sorry mom, I won't do it again." Gladly, I sigh. "Okay Paige, you can let me go now." Uncertain chuckles sound from behind me. "Well... I kinda can't." I take her hands, and look at her. "Why not, what did you do this time- Wait, don't answer that, I don't want to know." She takes my shoulders, and I relax. "Fine, Jay, help her get into the car won't you?" He nods and takes her arms again. 'Why is my daughter such an unruly mess.. I was never like this.' I shake my head and get seated in the car.