I wish I'd never met him!
By Krista

Chapter 2 Welcome to Belleville!

Krista's POV

The ride to Airport is luckily a peace and quiet one, mom's asleep and I'm glad that she's asleep, and her boyfriend didn't try to bother me! I took out my ipod and turned on shuffle. A familiar tune blast out, and these lyrics pops into my head "Give me a long kiss goodnight, and everything will be alright, tell me that I won't feel a thing, so give me novacaine." I used to listen to it when I was depressed, it's like novacaine, healing my broken hearts, joining them again. We arrived the airport and ready to aboard, the flight to Belleville, the flight to Hell. I decided to have a sleep on the plane, since it would be pretty long. I drifted into my sweet dreams again, where I felt relieve and safe.

*Landed on Belleville*

"Here we are, Belleville! Lovely!" Mom yelled. I was feeling so numb now, after the long flight on this fucking small plane. I looked around and saw a STARBUCKS on the corner. I went in and bought a cup of Latte with hazel-nut syrup. I took a sip of it, it's so warm, the scent of hazel-nut flows. It's always my favorite drink on this planet.

I grabbed the cup of coffee and went onto that small cab with my mom and her boyfriend, heading to our new home. This small cab is so freaking small and filled with a scent of cigarettes, I hate it. The ride is pretty quick though, we pulled up in front of this three-storey building, there's a little courtyard in front of the house. This is our new home, it seems to be fine, pretty nice. I stepped out of the cab and ran to door. It's unlocked. The living room is painted in white, with light blue curtains. And there is this nice Khaki sofa, it matches with the curtains and walls. I rushed to the stairs and check out the rooms. I chose the rooms on the third floor, it's not really spacious but I like it. There's a light blue wall that I can't stick some posters and photos on it. And there's a big white closet, a desk with a fine macbook on it. Oh and this pretty huge bed. I like my bedroom, it seems to be pretty good, everything seems to be fine, yet. And there are two windows in my bedroom, one is facing the street, another is facing our neighbors' room, which seems like a boy's room though. There's a bunch of football stars' poster on the wall and band posters.

I settle my stuff quickly and went into the bathroom. I took a hot shower and brushed my teeth. Everything seems to be so unfamiliar and it is kinda like a restart of my fucked-up life. A turning point, probably. I know my life in Belleville won't be easy, I can sense it. But I guess I'm up for challenge now! I dried my damp hair and got changed, jumped into my bed and lie in that huge yet comfy bed, thinking about tomorrow, the first day in Belleville.

*The next morning*

I wake up and saw it's already 10:00 pm! Shit, I'm always late, I rushed to the bathroom and brushed my teeth and washed my face. I know it'll be a long day, my sixth-sense told me it'll be really really long.

I picked a Nirvana shirt, a pair of skinny jeans and my converse shoes. Then I rushed downstairs for breakfast, but there's no one in the living room. I look for my mom in the kitchen, but she's not there. Where the fuck did she go, it's the first morning we got here and she was out, without leaving a simple note, WTF. I went into the courtyard and saw my mom chatting with a middle-aged woman in our neighbors' courtyard, I walked to our neighbor's courtyard. I guess they're chatting about their family, because I heard something like "I got a daughter…" something like that. "Here she is! My daughter, Krista!" Mom introduced me to the woman. "Oh, she looks really pretty, Krista! Nice name!" the woman respond. "She's Mrs. Way!" mom pointing the woman! I shake Mrs. Way's hand just to be polite!

There's a guy at my age running toward us, he got jet black hair and had the same height of me. I looked into his eyes while he was staring at me, with an amused face. Mrs. Way introduced me to him and asked him to give me this little tour of their house. The guy's name is Gerard and he took my hand and brought me to the front door of his house. He opened the door and led me to the living room.

Wow, I told myself to try to keep my mouth shut. But I can't, because their house is so freaking cool. I can't help but staring into their huge CD collection, there're tons of CDs of Iron Maiden, David Bowie and Guns N Roses CDs and stuff, Amazing."C'mon, leave that for a while! I have to show you something." Gerard grunted. He dragged me to the stairs and led me to the second floor. There's another guy sitting on the top of the stairs, that guy is…wow!

I was stunned by that guy, he's hot. He got light brown hair and a pair of gorgeous but anguish eyes. He made a sign to Gerard. I guess he didn't notice me because I was hiding behind Gerard. Gerard and I followed him to a room. The room is the one which I saw last night, the one right next to my bedroom. Gerard and I stepped into the room, he saw me this time, and he was stunned also. Gerard introduced both of us to each other, that guy's name is Michael; well...everybody calls him Mikey. Mikey, nice! He is the most gorgeous and special guy I've ever met.

Mikey's POV

I was sitting on the stairs and feeling so numb again. There I saw Gerard walking up the stairs; I was waiting for him, waiting for a chance to talk to him, because he was the only person I could put my trust into at home.

I made a sign to him, asking him to follow me to my bedroom. I stepped into my bedroom and sat on my bed. I felt something wrong, someone is hiding behind Gerard. And there she is, a girl, in my room. Well...she is different compare to most of the girls I've ever met, maybe a prettier girl. She got jet black hair just like Gerard, a pair of dark brown eyes. I was really stunned, because she was the first girl to be in my room, to be correct the first and most special girl I've ever met in my lifetime.

Gerard introduced both of us to each other. Her name is Krista! Krista, sweet! There was one thing I found in her eyes, I don't know whether she was crying or not, they looked like there are tears swelling, it was like she was hiding something sorrowful deep inside. I had this kind of sympathy and compassion for her although I don't know her much, yet.

To be continue...