Kim POV
As I walk down the stairs holding my hand luggage, I take in the house. It's going to be the last time I see this place for a while and I think that I'll miss it.
I walk into the living room and I see my dad sat in the arm chair having a nice chat with Stuart. Now this isn't normal; Dad and Stuart never see eye to eye.
"And here she is." Says Stuart, noticing me in the door way.
He walks over to me and gives me a big hug. "I'm going to miss you Kim, me and your mother both will."
"I'll miss you guys too." I smile and feel my heart warm; it's the first time I've allowed myself a small piece of happiness in the last couple of days.
I lean over and whisper to Stuart, "Look after my mum, will you, please?"
He whispers back in reply, "Will do, kiddo."
I feel a sense of relief come over me; I know someone is here for her even if I'm not.
He releases me from he hug and goes into the kitchen, leaving me and my father alone. He stands up and walks towards me.
"I'll take this to the car." As he says this he takes my bag from my hand and makes his way to the car.
I sit down on the couch and ponder what to do. Do I go into the kitchen and see my mum or do I wait for her to come to me? What do I do?
As I stand up and head towards the kitchen but my mum comes out before I reach it. She stands a few inches away from me with blood shot eyes. I knew this would be hard for her; it's hard enough for me but I know for my sake I need to do this and I hope she understands. She walks towards me and pulls me into an embrace.
"I understand why your doing this; I really do. We're going to be here for you and want you to know you can come home whenever you want even if you can't afford the flight, we will pay for it. Just remember: we're here for you no matter what and we love you." She says in a quiet voice.
I'm rendered speechless and don't know what to say.
I just smile and reply, "I know, I love you guys too and I hate to say it but I need to go, it's ten o'clock and I don't want to miss my flight."
She just releases me and follows me to the car where Dad is waiting. I get into the passenger seat and wave to my mum and Stuart as they stand at the front door.
As Dad drives towards the airport, we sit in a comfortable silence. All I can think of is what Britain will be like. What does it look like? Will the university be big? Will I make lots of new friends? Will I find a nice man? All these questions but it's going to be at least an eleven hour flight before I can even begin to find out.
We arrive at the airport and whilst Dad goes to check in, I go into Starbucks and get some coffee for us both. I take a seat near a window and start to drink the coffee when Dad approaches.
"I got you a coffee." I say solemnly.
"Oh, thanks Kimmy." He replies but from then on we just sit in a comfortable silence untill we hear our flight being called. We put our coffee cups in the bin and begin to head to the plane. I feel anxious about being on a plane; the last time was when I was going to Paris, but that was last year.
New life. New Kim.
As we get onto the plane and into our seat ready to take off, Dad turns to me, smiles and takes my hand. It's as if he can read my mind.
When we have taken off, I lie against the window and look out onto the sky. Its beautiful, like something from a movie. I'm feeling tired, and begin to think I'd better rest.
I look over towards Dad who has fallen asleep already. I giggle at the sight of him slobbering all over himself.
I reach into my bag and take out my iPod and put in the ear phones. I put it on shuffle and rest my head again the window once again. As I drift off to sleep, I can't help but think about my new life. The last things I remember before I fall asleep are the words from the song by Coldplay:
Para-para, paradise.
A.N/ Happy New Year! Sorry its laptop broke and lets say Year 11 isn't easy but i'm back :) I will do another update asap and then it will go back to fridays :)