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They Say That ALL Beauty Must Die.

Chapter 8.

I woke up in a grumpy/sad mood. Today was the day.. I'm moving to Huntington Beach.
I sighed and decided to get ready. I got up off my bed and went to the bathroom. I closed the door and locked it. Locking my bathroom door was such a habit.
I felt weird.. like tensed up. So I decided to take a shower. I walked out of my bathroom and got a set of clothes out of my boxes. I went back in and set the clothes down on the counter.
I ran the water until it was warm. I looked at my reflection and started to strip. I was in my bra and panties and I just looked at my reflection for a while. I looked at the big purple bruise on my shoulder and noticed that there were 2 more of each of my legs! I didn't know that.
I nodded and went into the shower. The warm water running down my body really made me feel relaxed. I stood there for a good 10 minutes. I already washed my hair and washed off my body, but I just wanted to stay there because the water was soothing my tense muscles.
It started to get cold, so I immediately shut it off.
I got out and put a towel around my body. I took another towel and started to dry off my hair with it. I used the towel around my body and dried myself off.
After a while, I put on my deep crimson colored skinny jeans and a Guns N' Roses t-shirt. I folded my jeans like I did to my other jeans the day before. I tossed the towels in the basket and started to work on my makeup.
I put on my usual look. Same old, same old. I finished that, and I decided to dry my hair completely and flat iron it.. so I did that.
I looked decent today, but I knew that it would be all for nothing because I was gonna be in a vehicle for probably half a day just traveling to Huntington.
I sighed and walked out of my bathroom. I looked around my room and it was empty. I felt so wrong for leaving.
I still haven't told Jade that I was leaving. Well yeah, because she wouldn't pick up her damn phone. I told myself the other day that I would stop trying, but the guilt was killing me. So I called her again. I picked up my phone and dialed her number. It rung probably 5 times and she FINALLY picked up.
"Hello?"
She sounded sleepy. Dammit.
"Heyy. I need to tell you something."
"Shoot"
"..."
It was silent for a while and I couldn't find the words to say and I started to panic.
"Hey hey hey, calm down.."
I heard Jade and I took a deep breath, and I breathed out, I finally told her,
"I'm moving."
She didn't say anything. I wanted to say something, but it felt like I was being held back.. Weird.
She finally spoke and asked me,
"Why didn't you tell me sooner??"
I heard the anger in her voice and I got annoyed. I sighed loudly and told her that I tried phoning her. She didn't say anything after that, I wanted to tell her that I was gonna miss her, but then I heard a click. That means she hung on me.
I got a little mad, but I pushed it behind my head and went on with my day.
I walked out of my room and made my way down the stairs, into the kitchen.
Dad didn't cook anything, so I fixed myself some waffles & a shot of orange juice.
I was sitting at the table, eating my food, and my dad walked in and sat on the chair next to me, with a beer bottle in his hand. He didn't look drunk.
I continued eating and then she told me that the truck will be here in a few hours. I nodded sadly and got up off the chair and went to go put my plate in the sink.
I walked out of the back door, sat on the swing and just admired the beauty of my backyard.
I loved it here. I didn't wanna leave. I fought back the tears and started to move my legs to make the swing move. I swung there for like half an hour until my dad called me in.
I got off the swing and my legs felt like jello.
I gained control of my legs, and walked into the house. I shut the door behind me and called out to my dad. His voice came from his office so I went in there.
I sat down and waited for him to talk. He took one big swig out of his beer and held my hand.
All he told me was, that he'd send me money every week and to keep in touch.
I nodded and smiled at him before I walked out of the room.
I went into the living room and put a movie on and tried to ignore my surroundings. Since I wasn't stay here anymore, I sure as hell didn't wanna stay here any longer because I'm getting lonely. I miss my mom so much.

The movie I was watching ended and I heard my dad making a lot of noise down in the basement. He probably got himself drunk without me knowing. I ignored him and put on another movie called "Dog Soldiers".
I liked this movie, it was pretty awesome. I was enjoying the movie but was interrupted by a loud honk in front of the house. I looked out my window and saw that the moving truck was here.
I sighed and made my way up to my room and started to get my boxes all ready.
My dad helped me put my boxes into the truck. We were finished, but when I just about closed the huge door of the truck, my dad stopped me and told me that I forgot something.
I gave him a puzzled look. He ran back in and came out with a few pieces of my drum kit. I smiled like a maniac. I thought he wouldn't let me take it.
He said the other pieces were inside, so I went and packed them up and put them into the truck. At least I have something that will keep me busy.
I closed the big door and locked it. I looked up at my dad and he had a sad expression on his face. I gave him a big hug and just held him there for a good 2 minutes. He said he was sorry. I didn't say anything.. I just gave him a small smile and a kiss on the cheek.
He opened the door of the truck, I hopped in and sat next to the driver. My dad closed the door and backed up a few feet.
I felt tears building up in my eyes, as we were about to take off, I mouthed "I love you" to my dad. He understood. As we were driving away, I heard my dad yell out "I love you too, Cherish!"
I started to cry but immediately stopped when I noticed the driver was giving me a weird look.
I plugged my headphones, into my phone and pushed play."Crazy Train" by Ozzy Osbourne started to play. I let the music relax me as I started to think.

Wow.. I'm really moving to Huntington..

Notes

Hello, once again.
I'm sorry if this updating thing is taking long. My sisters are always on the laptop and I never have time to go on. I update a lot whenever I get a chance!
If you're reading this, please leave a comment and tell me what you think so far! :D

Comments

Whaaaat!? No!!! Please update soon! I love this story! I'm hooked!

NO FREAKING WAY!! Why cherish whyyy, I hope the boy did get to her!

Avengedlover Avengedlover
12/14/16

@Cheyenne16
Thank you so much!!

bea_7x bea_7x
12/13/16

I just now caught up with this story, let me tell you it has made me laugh and want to cry. It is such a good story! I hope you updat soon <3

Avengedlover Avengedlover
12/13/16

Please continue updating this wonderful story! I hope Cherish doesn't leave the guys even though I think her aunt and uncle will continue drinking and push Cherish to the edge :/

Prscz Prscz
3/24/16