Fact or Fiction

Moving On

So here is the second chapter and the vid i put up is dedicated to the death of Bailey's father. It explains how she feels about his death and she's praying for him to come home. XD luv chus

   X Sarah and Heather

Chapter 2

  My hands shook as i sat in a blue vinyl hospital chair in the waiting room at St. Vinny's hospital. My eyes were swollen and my head pounding. I felt as if my whole was crashing down in front of my eyes. The ambulance had came to the house and picked up my daddy two hours ago and I still had heard nothing. My brain was spinning out of control, I had no control over myself right now.

  "Miss. Moore?" I looked up and a women in a white coat with pretty blue eyes and blonde hair stood in front of me. I looked into her eyes and knew what was coming. Tears welled in my eyes as I slid off my chair and onto my knees.

  "No, no, no.....Oh my god, please, lord no" I begged. I looked up at the doctor. "Please tell me it's not true" I begged hysterically as tears fell faster and faster down my face. The doctor looked at my with a sadness in her eyes I imagined she always used in cases like this.

  "I'm sorry" she said lightly and crouched down in front of me. "You can see him.....before we send him off to the....." she trailed away, even though i knew what she was going to say. I stood up slowly and she led me to the room. She let me go in by myself and closed the door after me. I saw my dad on the hospital bed....lifeless....gray. I walked over to him still crying and sniffling. I took his hand in my own and kissed.

  "Why? Why did you leave me like this? Is this some wierd way of telling me to be on my own and that your giving me freedom?" I said to him through my tears. I looked at his lifeless face and nodded. I wiped away my tears. "I'm going to be strong for you, I will. I'm going to be the parson you always wanted me to be, I promise" i told him, hoping he could hear from where he was right now. I nodded one more time to him and kissed his forehead. "I love you daddy. Goodbye." I said and let my eyes linger on his face for one more moment before leaving the room, I took my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed my the number of my dad's lawyer.

  After he picked up i explained to him what happened and i told him that he had no other family other then myself, which he understood completely and he read off my father's last will and testament. Everything of his went to me and me.....well I now belonged to someone else. I froze when he read off the part about me going to live with one of my dad's old friends.

  "What do you mean live somewhere else?" i asked sternly. He proceeded to tell me that being 17 i was still a minor and needed to be living with a guardian until i was an adult. "Well...where does he live?" I asked getting pissed off. The lawyer froze on the other line.

  "Well.....see that's thing. You dad's old friend live in Posen, Michigan" I slowly came to the realization that I was leaving my life in Alabama to go live with a old wealthy most likely to be an asshole and i didn't like it, but i promised my dad i would do what he wanted and stay strong and that's exactly what i was going to do.

  I said goodbye to the lawyer and headed off to the car, that was now mine. It was a rad chevy pick up and i didn't plan on selling it. I got in the car and drove home. When i got home, I went to my bedroom and laid on my bed looking at the cieling. I took in a big breath and screamed at the top of my lungs until I couldn't do it anymore. I heard a small squeak from by the bed and sat up looking down at the floor spotting the small cat i had found earlier. I picked it up and inspected it, come to fing it was a male and that it had fleas. I went to my bathroom and put the small thing in the sink and turned on some water and what did you the darned cat played with it.

  "A cat that likes water.....ok then" i stated to myself. I quickly cleaned up the cat and wrapped it in a hand towel. I went and laid back on my bed with the small kitten and cuddled into the warmth of my blanket. I thought about a lot of different things, small fragments of memories swimming through my head like a fish lost in the sea. I cried wanting my father and wanting to know who my mother was and if she would care if my dad was dead. I fell asleep dreaming of how much things would change in the next year before my birthday. My last birthday was only a few days ago.

  I awoke in the morning to the opening of my door and i quickly jumped up with the small cat in my arms.

  "Who's there?" I asked. I craned my neck to try and see but I couldn't tell what was outside my room. I went over to my door and opened and I screamed, suprised when I saw a guy about my age with chrome brown hair and light blue eyes, he was tall and muscled but not to the point where it was unattractive, he was lean. His skin was a little pale. he was beautiful, I blushed and covered my mouth. "Who...who the hell are you?!" I asked raising my voice sternly.

  "Wow,my dad was right, you are hot, but your a bitch" the guy told me with an amused smirk plastered on his face. I looked at him in shock, thus allowing him to push past me and into my room "nice room" he commented. I shook myself out of it and grabbed the back of his hsirt and yanked him back, he stumbled back and slammed against my wall.

  "Ok, I didn't invite you in my house, let alone in to my room" I told him pointing my finger at his face for enunciation. The guy snaked his arms around my waist and quickly switched our positions, me now being against the wall, breathless and suprised and i held onto my cat tightly.

  "Listen here sweetheart, you may be moving in with my dad and me but I still won't hesitate to fuck with you, so watch yourself" he told me. His body pressed against mine and his face inches from mine. He smirked happy with himself and pulled away. That smirk was already annoying the shit out of me. Wait, did he just....

  "Did you just say that I was going to be living with you?......." I thought for a moment "Your Hayden Bennet? Alexander's son?" I asked setting the cat on my bed. The arrogant bastard looked around my room as if he had been here a million times.

  "That's me and I will be your chauferr for the day" he told me laughing a little.

  "Oh, fuck that, I am not sitting with you in a car for countless hours at a time, forget it" I told him with my hands on my hips. He looked at me and laid on my bed, with his arms behind his head. I looked back at him. It was silent for a moment and then he sighed and got up, taking my duffel bag from off my hope chest at the end of my bed and packing it with clothes. After a few minutes he had packed all my clothes and had shoved all pictures and small trinkets in one of my old purses, that was large in size. Wait....what am I doing? Just sitting here, while he is packing my stuff.

  "Ok, hey. what the hell do you think your doing ?! I told I'm not going with you!" I yelled at him trying to start unpacking while he just grabed the stuff and put it back in the bag. He zipped up the bags after packing my bathroom products, including tampons and tossed them over one of his shoulders and then took my wrist in his hand and led me out of my room, and upstairs. I pulled my wrist out of his grasp.

  "God, I told you I'm not going, will you get that through you thick arrogent-minded skull!!!" I yelled at him. He just rolled his eyes and flipped me over his shoulder. I punched his back and kneed his stomach but he just kept walking. "YOU PUT ME DOWN, RIGHT NOW......DO YOU HEAR ME?! PUT ME DOWN!!!" I screamed. Whe he finally did put me down, he dropped me onto the seat of his 1971 Dodge Challenger. The seats were black leather and extrememly comfortable. He threw my stuff in the back seat and buckled me and then locked me into the passenger side of his car. He went to the drivers side and started the car.

  "Now, I need you to keep your mouth shut so I can talk on the phone" he told me and buckled his seat belt. He took his blackberry out and dialed, then put it to his ear. I just looked out the windshield, ignoring his voice and the conversation. I saw my cat sitting by the car. I quickly unbuckled and unlocked and then opened the door, I grabbed the cat and cuddled it close to me. I shut the car door again figuring if I tried to run, he would just catch me and bring me back. I buckled back up just as Hayden got off the phone and then we left my home and my dad behind.

  "We'll be in Michigan by late tomorrow if we drive straight through" he informed, I said nothing. Hayden had forced me out of my home, my life and I would never forgive him for that.