My parents decided to end our trip early. We've all had enough. This trip
was planned for two weeks; we've only been here for five days. Our plane
leaves tonight at 8. We'll get into Canada at 7 their time. Five hours from
the airport and then home sweet home.
As much as I've come to love the ocean, I think I can live without it for awhile. Only two years until I can attend a UC college. I'm heading towards Santa Barbara. It's right off the ocean. Dad and Poppa don't agree. They say I can do better, but I know they say that because it's a party school. Mom says whatever I choose will be the best for me.
UCLA was my choice back in Canada. Before LA. BLA. I think that's what my life is now. BLA and ALA. Before Los Angeles I was carefree and curious. After Los Angeles I'm informed and cautious. As much as I miss being carefree, I wouldn't trade what I know now for anything. I feel that my parents and I are closer. Before they couldn't tell me everything there was a small gap. We've closed it now. I will not be one of those kids who never calls their parents. I will visit every chance I get. Because now I know what can happen in an hour. Sark could come and kill them both. Anytime.
I know he won't. But the thought still scares me.
A gentle hand on my arm brings me back to the present. I look up slowly into Jonathon's eyes. I still have to tell him I'm leaving tomorrow. I've been trying to all night. Somehow every time I start my throat closes. The night has been perfect. I preformed a song for Mom that I'd been writing since I found out the truth. We had fancy dinner with our families and then a long walk on the beach. Stereotypical but definitely romantic.
Our walk has been moonlit but silent. Silence causes my mind to wander. We've stopped by a small cove, and Jonathon pulls me into his arms. We stay like that for a few minutes before he pulls away and looks into my eyes.
"What's the matter?" I thought I was good at hiding emotions. Obviously not good enough.
"I'm leaving tomorrow. We're going home." A look of helplessness crosses over his features.
"But... But I thought you were staying for two weeks. Why are you leaving so soon?" Why? Because my mother and I were confronted by my long lost uncle who then filled the room with some sort of knock out gas. I was unconscious for 24 hours, and I just found out my grandmother is the Queen of Darkness. Would you want to stay in a city where you learned everything you thought you wanted to know but now realized life would be carefree if you didn't?
"My blacking out panicked my parents. They're worried I might feint again." No, they're worried my Uncle Sark will show up again. My gut tells me he won't. I'll just have to be careful when I move out on my own. He won't include me in his twisted games.
As much as I hate him, I can't help feel sorry for him. His only family rejects him. He claims that he's protected Mom. I think I can believe that. From what I've learned, he's brilliant. If he could know all that stuff about us he could have easily killed us all.
My thoughts are once again interrupted by Jonathon. "When will I see you again?"
"Mom said we're going to visit in the summer. I'm also looking for colleges out here. I promise there'll be a time when we can see each other whenever we want." I leave off a little. I know how I feel, but I can't be sure about him. He kissed me. He hugged me. That has to mean something. But I don't know everything about him. He could do that to all his friends that are girls.
"Promise you'll call every weekend? Send me recordings of your new songs? Send a picture of you in your karate outfit? Write letters?" Maybe not all his friends.
"I promise, but you have to hold up your end too. I want letters back and basketball pictures and videotapes. Everything."
"Deal." He holds me again. His embrace is addictive. It's going to be hard to quit cold turkey.
My dress isn't exactly warm and the breeze is slowly freezing my arms. He notices and takes my hand. We head towards his house, walking slowly.
"Can I spend the day with you tomorrow? Are you doing anything special with your parents?" He sounds optimistic. Even if I did have anything planned I would cancel.
"I would love to spend tomorrow with you. Got anything special in mind?" He smiles slyly at me and doesn't answer. Hmm.
By the time we reach the house everything is arranged. I'm spending my last day in California with Jonathon.
It's a nice way to say goodbye.
AN: Only one chapter left! I have to advertise someone's story. Via Ut Verum by Alexj is a great story! I love it! Read it please! I got a sneak peak cause I'm her beta reader. Nicest person, great writer. *Duck
As much as I've come to love the ocean, I think I can live without it for awhile. Only two years until I can attend a UC college. I'm heading towards Santa Barbara. It's right off the ocean. Dad and Poppa don't agree. They say I can do better, but I know they say that because it's a party school. Mom says whatever I choose will be the best for me.
UCLA was my choice back in Canada. Before LA. BLA. I think that's what my life is now. BLA and ALA. Before Los Angeles I was carefree and curious. After Los Angeles I'm informed and cautious. As much as I miss being carefree, I wouldn't trade what I know now for anything. I feel that my parents and I are closer. Before they couldn't tell me everything there was a small gap. We've closed it now. I will not be one of those kids who never calls their parents. I will visit every chance I get. Because now I know what can happen in an hour. Sark could come and kill them both. Anytime.
I know he won't. But the thought still scares me.
A gentle hand on my arm brings me back to the present. I look up slowly into Jonathon's eyes. I still have to tell him I'm leaving tomorrow. I've been trying to all night. Somehow every time I start my throat closes. The night has been perfect. I preformed a song for Mom that I'd been writing since I found out the truth. We had fancy dinner with our families and then a long walk on the beach. Stereotypical but definitely romantic.
Our walk has been moonlit but silent. Silence causes my mind to wander. We've stopped by a small cove, and Jonathon pulls me into his arms. We stay like that for a few minutes before he pulls away and looks into my eyes.
"What's the matter?" I thought I was good at hiding emotions. Obviously not good enough.
"I'm leaving tomorrow. We're going home." A look of helplessness crosses over his features.
"But... But I thought you were staying for two weeks. Why are you leaving so soon?" Why? Because my mother and I were confronted by my long lost uncle who then filled the room with some sort of knock out gas. I was unconscious for 24 hours, and I just found out my grandmother is the Queen of Darkness. Would you want to stay in a city where you learned everything you thought you wanted to know but now realized life would be carefree if you didn't?
"My blacking out panicked my parents. They're worried I might feint again." No, they're worried my Uncle Sark will show up again. My gut tells me he won't. I'll just have to be careful when I move out on my own. He won't include me in his twisted games.
As much as I hate him, I can't help feel sorry for him. His only family rejects him. He claims that he's protected Mom. I think I can believe that. From what I've learned, he's brilliant. If he could know all that stuff about us he could have easily killed us all.
My thoughts are once again interrupted by Jonathon. "When will I see you again?"
"Mom said we're going to visit in the summer. I'm also looking for colleges out here. I promise there'll be a time when we can see each other whenever we want." I leave off a little. I know how I feel, but I can't be sure about him. He kissed me. He hugged me. That has to mean something. But I don't know everything about him. He could do that to all his friends that are girls.
"Promise you'll call every weekend? Send me recordings of your new songs? Send a picture of you in your karate outfit? Write letters?" Maybe not all his friends.
"I promise, but you have to hold up your end too. I want letters back and basketball pictures and videotapes. Everything."
"Deal." He holds me again. His embrace is addictive. It's going to be hard to quit cold turkey.
My dress isn't exactly warm and the breeze is slowly freezing my arms. He notices and takes my hand. We head towards his house, walking slowly.
"Can I spend the day with you tomorrow? Are you doing anything special with your parents?" He sounds optimistic. Even if I did have anything planned I would cancel.
"I would love to spend tomorrow with you. Got anything special in mind?" He smiles slyly at me and doesn't answer. Hmm.
By the time we reach the house everything is arranged. I'm spending my last day in California with Jonathon.
It's a nice way to say goodbye.
AN: Only one chapter left! I have to advertise someone's story. Via Ut Verum by Alexj is a great story! I love it! Read it please! I got a sneak peak cause I'm her beta reader. Nicest person, great writer. *Duck