Fading Lovers

Prologue

People said life isn't fair. Well... they were right. My life was never fair. Life has always turned it's back around me. Everyday felt like I was going through a battle field on my own. It sucks... it really sucks. Sometimes, I just wish I was never born.

My life started in Galesburg, Illinois. My mom was half Italian half Swedish while my dad was British. They met at a public club in LA. Years later, they got married and bought a house in Galesburg. I could say that my life started perfectly; I got a loving family, I lived in a friendly neighborhood, and my dad owns one of the best selling shoe factory in the US. I couldn't wish for anything better. But of course all of that was taken away from me.

When I was a nine-year-old, my dad's shoe factory went broke. Since that day, all I could hear from day to night was my parents, yelling at each other. A month later, my parents got divorced. I lived in my house with my dad for almost a year until my dad couldn't afford the mortgage payment anymore. When the bank took away my house, I was forced to move to my grandparents house in Los Angeles, California.

Life in LA isn't always easy, especially for me. My dad has been working as a bartender ever since we moved to LA. But of course his monthly income was just not enough for me. Being used to living a life of a wealthy man's little girl makes it hard for me to accept my new life. I used to get everything I want whenever, but now I have to earn it. I even began working as a birthday clown at the age of fifteen to make more money for crying out loud.

My school life is no different. Before I moved to LA, I had many "normal" friends. But since I moved I became a loner kind of girl so I didn't make many friends at my new school. The only friend I managed have was a punk girl named Danielle Collan. She was a mess.... a big mess, but she was the only one that could relate with me. I used to get in trouble for ditching school and sneaking out of my house thanks to her. But there is one time when I crossed the line with her.

August 10, 2014. That was the night when Danielle and I crossed the line. That night, Danielle asked me to come and meet her at the Cornwell Street's Burger King. I was curious about what she was doing there at 1 AM 'cause I know for sure that Burger King's closed at 12 AM. Without anymore hesitation, I sneaked out of my house and went there to meet her. When I arrived, she told me that she was going to rob the restaurant and that she needed my help. She said something about an accident involving her mother and that she needed a lot of money to pay the hospital's bill. I don't know if it's because I'm tired or not, but I was so fucking stupid and reckless back then that I said "Yes" without thinking about the consequences. We broke into the restaurant and without us noticing, we accidentally triggered a silent alarm. The next thing I know was that I got arrested and had to be putted behind bars for half a year while Danielle manage to run away. I can't believe that she bailed the girl who was just trying to help her because she felt pitty for her and let her got arrested by the police. Since that day, I've never spoken one word to Danielle.

When I got out of prison, I've started leaving my old habits and started being a better version of me. My life was getting better, but unfortunately an accident happened a year after. I was riding my bike home from school when the accident happened. I was a little drowsy that day because I haven't got enough sleep. I sometimes even doze off while riding the bicycle. When I reached an intersection, I didn't realized that there was a car heading towards me at high speed. I didn't realized anything until I heard a crash. The car has collided with a power pole. The car's windshield was shattered and the driver was thrown out of the car. I was so shocked when I saw that the driver was my dad. I ran towards him and immediately called 911. Moments later, an ambulance came and brought my father to the nearest hospital. I called my grandparents and told them what happened.

Fortunately, my dad was able to be saved by the doctors. But my dad was only treated for two weeks until his time was up. I was very heartbroken when the doctor told me the news. Two weeks later, my grandparents held a funeral for my dad. All of my family and friends came to the funeral, even Danielle. I was hoping that my mom would come to my dad's funeral at least to comfort me, but she didn't.

Two months later, I was transferred to a new school in Seattle, Washington. My grandparents gave me twenty grand for a head start then I needed to take care of myself. I've rent a small apartment near my school. I got a job at Wendy's and my shift always started at 6 PM until 2 AM at Wednesday and Weekends. The income wasn't much, but it was enough for me to buy my daily supplies and pay the rent.

Moving to a new school is hard. For a new kid, I should've tried to fit in and tried not to act weird in front of everybody, but I did the exact opposite. I didn't fit in and I acted so fucking weird, and now, I became a victim of bullying. I just wish I could get through Junior and Senior year without getting noticed.

Just when I thought that my life was just a series of bad luck, something bizarre happened.

I got lucky.

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Hope you guys enjoyed the prologue. Chapter 1 is coming in about a week.
And thanks to AnastasiaMassie for helping me with this story