Boston, Massachusetts
July 2007

I had my bag packed. I am not ready to leave Boston. I only had a week to spend time with my sisters, but today is the day I have to go back to L.A.

"Ellen, we are gonna be late if you don't hurry," I heard my sister Maureen call. I stayed at her house with her husband and two kids, Danny(9) and Marcia(6).

I grabbed my suitcase, my other large two were downstairs, and headed downstairs. I came face to face with my sister, her husband Darren, and 2 kids.

My sister looked exactly like a slightly older version of my self except she was a few inches shorter than me. Darren was a tall skinny red-head with baby blue eyes. Her son Danny looked like his dad except he had mine and my sisters eyes and hair color. Marcia looked exactly like my sister except red hair and freckles.

"It was good seeing you again Ellen," Darren said, offering his hand and I shook it.

"You too, Bye guys," I looked at both of the kids. Marcia doesn't remember me because I haven't seen her since she was 2 but Danny does and he gives me a huge hug.

"Bye Aunt El," he smiled up at me, his pearly white teeth shinning.

"Let's go Ellen, jeez," Maureen opened up the front door and basically dragged me out. I love my sister but we can only handle so much of each other.

We go to the airport, she basically throws me out of the car and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. I wheeled the two large suitcases and carries the small carry-on.

After I got off the plane, I went to the baggage claim, looking for Chris but he wasn't there. I checked my phone, nothing. Of course he isn't going to show up. I haven't talk to him since last week and we had a fight. I call Sandra and she answers and came and got me.

"Thanks so much Sandra," I put the suitcases in the back of her car.

"Hey, that's what friends are for. Where to?" She said as we both got into the car.

"My house, so how was your summer hiatus?" I grabbed the seatbelt and pulled it across my chest.

"Pretty great, I am dating someone," she smiled thinking about him.

"Awe, tell me more."

We sat in traffic for thirty minutes before finally arriving at my house. We talked about her new boyfriend and a little about work.

"Thanks Sandra, I will see you tomorrow," I smiled at her and she nodded and waved as she pulled out of my driveway.

I walk to front door and open it, Chris's pitbull starts barking at me as I come in, "hush Jax," I pat his head and he walks back to his bed and lays down.

"Chris!" I yell out and he comes in from his office.

"Welcome back babe," he looks me up and down, then looks around me, looking for the suitcases I left outside.

"Chris, we have to talk," I look down at my feet and he walks over to me and stands there, his hands in his pockets.

"Where are your suitcases babe?"

"Chris, I am moving out."

"Why? I gave you everything you wanted Ellen, I let you move into my home. I asked you to marry me when you know how I feel about marriage," his voice is practically screaming at me and he paces in front of me.

"Let me move in with you? You wanted this! I never said we had to move in together and you pushed me. You don't let me do anything without accusing me of sleeping with someone else," I yell back at him, my Boston accent searing through with anger mixed in with it.

"You can't leave me, I won't allow it," he stops to stand directly in front of me.

"You have no control over me, I am my own person," I spat back at him and I pull out the ring front my pocket and throw it at his chest and turn around to open the door. His hand grips my shoulder and spins me around.

"I told you, you can't leave this house, now go get your shit," he commands.

I shake my head and before I can say anything more, the back of his hand lands across my face in a slap. I am in shock but he moves to pull me out-of-the-way.

"You lay one more fucking finger on my and your ass will be fucking dead," my voice says stern, the Boston accent is in full force.

He steps away from her and opens his mouth to apologize.

"No, I don't want to hear it, I'm leaving. Goodbye Chris," I open the door and walk out, taking my suitcases and putting them in the back of my Mercedes and drive off on to the main road. Time passes and I don't even know what I am doing. I have to find a place to sleep.

After thirty minutes of just driving around mindless, I end up at a huge complex that looked beautiful on the outside. I went up to the third floor of one of the buildings and knocked on the door.

An: I know its pretty short but the next chapter is going to make up for it, Hopefully :D I also know that it took me a while to update and I am so sorry D: I'm working on 3 stories which might not be the best idea but so many ideas! Enjoy!