Summer: Day 1

Petrov's words still rang in my head by the time I got home. Maybe it was just that I was having a hard time accepting that maybe I am growing up. People always say that I'm mature for my age and think differently from a lot of people my age, that is if those people don't include my family, since a lot of things had happened when I was a kid.

Most kids have both parents raising them. Maybe even with a big family of multiple brothers and sisters and they are all very close to each other. For me, my dad left my mom and I when I was barely three. Since then, it's been just me, mom, Janine Hathaway, along with my grandparents. My dad, Abe, had shown up in between years. Mainly when my paternal grandmother was still alive. I still think to this day that she alone was what kept Dad and I close. She died when I was almost nine, and since then, I haven't talked to my dad until recently last year when I turned sixteen.

Although after we had gotten close, he moved away to Seattle with his new girlfriend, my three step brothers, and my half-sister Alice. I haven't heard from him since then. Sure, there is Facebook and junk, but it isn't the same. I honestly wish I had a relationship with my Dad where I wasn't just his favorite child, but also as the child that he didn't just leave behind and never talk to again.

My dad is one of the main reasons why I'm not close to people, along with my grandmother. I felt like I had placed too much trust in them, so when they left, whether it's death or just walking away, I felt alone. I had never felt something so cold or even as dark as when the people I had come to trust left. In fact, it felt like in most parts of my life, the people whom I thought would always be there, did leave at some point. In fact, people are still leaving up until this point. I've noticed that many people of those people were people whom I had come to Love and Trust, which hurt the most and why I don't open so easily now.

Maybe that is why I had gotten more into talking to people online. It didn't feel like they would be able to abandon or leave me alone, since they aren't there and they wouldn't make me feel like that. Although, drama online is what got me to close up even more. I had befriended a girl I had met two years ago on a fanfic site and at first she was nice, but she ended up to be a two-faced, backstabbing, bitch. I haven't talked to her lately and for that I'm glad, for once I had no drama.

I had just finally set my bag down and laid down on the bed when my Kim Possible ringtone rang out from my phone; I got a text.

I took out my phone and opened it then smiled to myself as Mason had texted me. This is how I want to spend my summer, texting the guy I like.

Mason Ashford is a guy whom is about a year older than me, but, he lives in Kentucky. He used to live in California and is my cousin's friend, which is how I met him. He's tall, red haired, and is a bit on the pale side. We had been texting for about the last two weeks and he likes me too, but he too is afraid of pursuing a relationship, since we're far away from each other, and from because he doesn't fully trust me, just like how I don't fully trust him… This has always been a set back in all my past relationships, which all led to failure.

He had said, "Hey, how was your last day? (:"

I smiled and replied with: "Oh, you know, just relived to get out. :P"

A minute had passed when he replied saying: "I've got to tell you something. . ."

I don't know why, but that made my heart drop a bit. "Uhm, okay, what is it?" I sent.

My heart pounded a bit, until it felt like it had stopped with his next message.

"Rose, my mom is cutting off my phone tonight. So, goodbye, forever."

This is not how I wanted my summer to start. . .