"Where the hell have you been?" My dad demanded
Oh crap, I've been gone for hours without telling him where I was. I'm so dead meat. I may be 27 but I still should have told him where I was.
"Um....I....I" I stuttered
I Couldent tell him where I really was. This was between me and James.
"Go unpack your room, I'm really disappointed in you Kayla." He points to the stairs and I slowly walk over and pick up three boxes before bringing them up into my empty room.
There are so many memories in this room.
I trace my fingers lightly over the bright yellow sunflower my mom painted when I was 4. I remember begging her to just, draw what she felt like on here. The orange lily, the same sunflower, red and pink roses, daisies.
I miss her so much.
Before we left when I was 16 and she was in the hospital she told me somehow in her sleep to be with the one I love, to choose him before it is too late.
The thing is, she was in a coma.
so how she spoke I don't know and no one would believe me.
"Baby I love you forever, promise me nothing will ever come between us?" "I do"
(A/N it won't change back from italics so just remember that the sentence above is from a long time ago but the rest is present time)
That was the promise. That was my first "I do" but he shattered that promise when he left me.
I won't ever forgive him.
At least I can keep a promise.