Missing You

Preface

Who knew that love could be so powerful, that it could take over your entire life, that it could turn you into someone your not. Who knew that missing someone could hurt. And is it possible to forget, to forget about the only person who cares about you?

Chapter One

I moved to Angels Creek in 2005, ever since then, lifes been like Hells Creek. Before my mother and I moved, I had a fantastic life. My high school was fabulous, my friends were amazing, and Kobe, he was the main reason I wish we never left. Kobe was definatly a true friend, we did everything together, and the best part was, I think he liked me. And that was good because, I liked him too, a lot. So, I figured I'd better do something about it, and ask him out. Kobe was definately not one for asking girls out, I guess he wasn't big on getting rejected, not like I like getting rejected or anything, but I do have a huge feeling that he likes me, and I don't think getting rejected was an option. There was only one problem, when and where? It had to be at some place romantic, I meen, at the school was a definate no go. The beach? Of course not, I hate seagulls, and to be honest, I havn't got a clue why. I felt stupid trying to figure out where to ask him out, but I got over that. Then it hit me, I knew exactly where to ask him, the forest, not just any old forest, the forest straight across from the lake. We loved going there. When we were six, we used to go there all the time to make little huts out of sticks, which eventualy fell down before we even got in them. At the age of eleven, we went there to play our favourite game, hide and seek. Of course we don't do that now, but it was fun at the time. As we both grew older, we stopped going there, which was sad, but I guess I never really noticed at the time. We just, sort of, forgot about it. So I thought asking him out there would be the most romantic place ever, and it was, it always looked lovely in Winter, where it snowed. The time? 3:00pm of course. 3:00pm was the time the bell went to go home from school, so we could go straight after school. So I called him. Basicaly; "Hey Kobe, um, are you free next Monday after school"? "Nah sorry, my moms got this thing for work". "So, can't you just stay home"? "Amber, it's in New York". "Wait, I'm sorry what"? "I know, my mom got this huge deal and apparently she can't miss it, but don't worry I'm only going away for a few weeks". "WHAT?". The call ended, we said our goodbye's, and that was it. So, it turned out I wouldn't be asking out Kobe for a "few" weeks, which actualy turned out to be more than what I'd hoped. I couldn't wait three weeks, but I had to. And so I re-planned my date for asking him out, and changed it from the Monday, to the day he came back home. I knew it would be sudden, but I had to do it as soon as I could. I wasn't going to let anything stop me from asking him out then. But then something did stop me. It was then when my mother told me that she had bought a new house in Angels Creek. I screamed at the time, and it wasn't a happy scream. It was an anger scream. Angry because she never told me about it, and apparently we had to move in five days,and also because Angels Creek was four hours away from where I currently lived. That meant losing all my friends, and Kobe, I never even got to tell him how I really felt. And even If I did, there would have been no point. I knew I would probably only see him once every few years, either that or never. My mom hated driving for too long, and still does. I was suprised she wanted to drive for four hours to Angels creek, she said we would have a better life, but as I said, life is hell. We have been living in Angels Creek for nearly five years and I have not yet seen Kobe or any of my friends. I knew it would happen, but I didn't want to believe it. I still call Kobe every so often, but, he seems different. He doesn't talk that much anymore, he doesn't have that wacky sence of humor either. Infact, I'm staring to wonder if he still likes me. I meen, just because I have moved, doesn't meen we can't be friends anymore. Does it? My mom however, doesn't really seem to care. She appears to be happier in a way, but I havn't got a clue why. Obviesly she doesn't care about me, because if she did, she wouldn't have moved here. How is this a better life? All she does is work all the time, just like she used to. She never spends anytime with me, speeking of that, she barely ever talks to me. It's always "Amber, clean the dishes", or "Amber, you're not wearing that to school are you? It makes you look like a slut", or something like that. I wish I had a dad, I meen, a good one. My dad Cameron left my mom and I in 1998, and I seriously don't know why. Every time I try to ask my mom about it, she gets angry at me for even mentioning his name, and I get sent to my room and she takes away the only thing that brings happiness to my world, (besides Kobe and my friends) my phone. Obviesly my dad must have done something pretty bad to make my mom hate him, or atleast appear to hate him.