Sydny's P.O.V.~~
The recent events are hitting me like tons of bricks. I don't know whatever I did in this life, for it to pay me back with these disasters. I'm trying to be optimistic. Thinking of anything positive in my life right now. I don't think there's anything left. Even the fact that I'm still alive seems to be unfair right now. There's no more reason to live. But I know, I had to be strong. I don't want life winning one more time. I need to fight back. I won't let life bring me down again.
I looked around. My home. The surrounding that I have been used to. The very structure of where I've grown up. Where I spend every last happy moment I've had with my mum and dad. Thinking about them, brought me back to tears.
Dad died back when I was young. Mum said he suffered from osteosarcoma. I don't remember him very much, but I have a vague memory of his smile, and the way we'd both joke around. Mum... she passed away recently. Stage IV lung cancer. The doctors said they've done their best, but there was a really slim chance of keeping her alive.
Now, I've got no one. Well, I still had my aunt and her family. But there's no way I'm gonna' live with them. Just no way. They were too rude. Never even once lend a helping hand to my mum, her sister, during times of need. I'd rather die than be with them.
I sighed. It's time to leave this hell of a place. There's no good staying here. I need to start a new life, before I end up killing myself. I've planned this for so long. I've saved enough money for supporting myself. And my mum left heaps more for me. I'm goint to the only place I know that could give me work, and educate me with the things I want to do in life:
LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA.
While on the way to the airport, I thought about the things I planned doing at L.A. I was actually planning to apply for a modeling agency my friend refered me to. I've got some experience. And I'm also going to enroll myself in this famous beauty school. I'm tired of the shits they give in high school. Well, I'm going to start a new life.
Australia... This is a damn place I'm going to miss. My friends. My memories. My childhood. Everything that I've learned so far in my life. I have never left this place. And here I am, taking the risk... Alone.
I'm actually tearing up thinking about all the times I've spent here. I don't know if it's that, or if it's the burden that the death of my mum gave me, or that I'm all alone. Probably all three.
But you know, we move on to keep our hearts from breaking. Although, mine's already torn into millions. This is one damage that is hard to repair.
I made it to the airport. Well, that's odd. It's a Thursday. People should be at school. What are all these teenage girls doing here? The whole place is crowded.
I got out of the cab, and the noise was actually deafening. These girls were screaming their heads off at something... Are there any celebrities around? Oh God, I don't even care. I've been too busy with emotional stress to mind those kind of things these days. But whoever this celebrity is, he or she must be big... These girls are going gaga over them.
My sobbing has stopped for a bit, replaced with some hiccups. Well, these girls are actually funny. I saw some of their posters containing some sexual statements... or "MARRY ME!!! 5---" I forgot. But I'm sure there's some 5 in whatever they call that celeb. 5? Who in this world has a number in their name?!
I need some catching up to do.
I reached my plane 25 minutes after the departure. Well, at least, the screaming were drowned here. I was, once again, locked with my own cloud of unforgettable sadness. I'm just so lucky I got the seat beside the window. I could have some time to actually enjoy something.
More passengers cam aboard. 15 minutes before departure, I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. I checked to see who's calling. Nicola. She's like my best friend from school. I looked around. There's still no one sitting beside and behind me. I hesitated, before finally answering the call.
"Hullo?" I said.
"SYDNY!" Nic practically shouted. I distanced my phone from my ear a little. "Keep it low, will you?" I hissed.
"Sorry." Nicola muttered. "Where are you?! I was just at your house, and the front door's unlocked. I went in. But there's no one inside."
Uh-oh. I've never told anyone of my leaving. I need to forget everyone. I need to start a new life. "Uhmm... Well... Uhhh... I..." I stuttered. Shit. What was I supposed to say? Nicola knows me well.
"What are you hiding?" she asked suspiciously. "Where are you?"
"Nic, look." I sighed. "I don't want to do this. But there's just no point of staying here anymore. I've got nothing. I've lost everything that has been keeping me alive. I--" my voice broke. I couldn't continue anymore.
"Sydny..." her voice sounds somewhat... hurt. "You still got me. And friends from school. You know, Ella, Jane. We're here for you."
I smiled. "I know, Nic. But... I just... I need to go. You don't understand. It's too much to take. Everything here just keeps on bringing me back to my past. I need to let go of it." I tried softening my sobbs, but it's no work.
Nicola sighed. "Well, if you must. But are you gonna be okay? I mean, you're 17! How will you be able to sustain yourself? You're still a baby!" She joked.
"Seriously? I'm already 17. I could pretty much survive on my own." I laughed weakly.
"Whatever, Sydny. Where are you gonna' go? Can I come with?" I might have think she's joking, but her voice seems dead serious.
"NO!" Oops. That was louder than I thought."I mean, I'm fine. I'll just keep you in touch."
"So, you're just... leaving? After all the shit we've been through? You're just going to run away?"
"Nic, I'm really sorry for doing this. But I can't think of any other way. I swear, this is for the best. I know you'll understand. I'll never forget you. You were like the sister that I never had." Okay, now I'm really crying. Nicola is making me feel like shit. Even more shit than I was feeling a while ago. But, hey, she's totally right.
Nicola sniffed. I think she's crying. "Umm... Well, I guess, we could still be BFFs even if we're far from each other?" She giggled quietly.
"Absolutely."
"I'm gonna' miss you, Sydny. Promise me you'll take care of yourself. And don't EVER self-harm. You can do all the shit you want, just don't self harm. And no drugs too." Nic said.
The way she said it made me smile. "Wow. I thought my mother had already passed way. And don't worry. I'm not that bad of an ass." Although, I did self-harm like 3 days ago. It was all too much.
Nic and I talked some more, and shared our experiences since we've met. And we were sobbing all through out. About 6 minutes before departure, I hung up. I brought out a mirror and saw that my eyes were now bloodshot red. My nose is red as well. Gosh, I look horrible. My mascara has somehow managed to stay attached. They were waterproof.
There's still no one sitting next to me, or behind me... Do I smell bad?! I don't have skin diseases!
Pssshhhh... I decided that there's no good waiting for anyone, so I just looked out the window, and tried to soften my sobbs... Again, it's no help.
A little while later, I heard some noisy voices. Boys, no doubt. They were arguing about something. I didn't bother to eavesdrop. Boys always argue some rubbish. I continued grazing off the window. Seeing the same view, for about 15 minutes or something. Then I heard someone grunt beside me. I looked to see who that person was. He was a blonde dude, but I couldn't see his face. His back was facing me, talking to a man in his mid-40s at the other side.
I turned back to the window. The plane had taken off. Los Angeles, wait for 14 hours, and you'll see my sassy ass walking on your roads. I thought. I smile a bit. DAMN. I'm going crazy.
When we were finally hundreds of feets above the ground, my tears stopped falling. But I would still occasionally sniff once in a while. I'm a miserable girl.
I could feel the guy beside me shift his weight. Then someone tapped my shoulder. "Umm, Miss. Are you alright? You seemed quite troubled." A hot voice spoke. Well, of course he's the guy beside me.
I wiped my eyes and looked around. I was faced by the blonde guy with beautiful blue eyes. Damn, I think I'm lost. "Uhhh... I-I don't think I am."
His eyebrows furrowed with concern. "Well... You could tell me about it, if you want to... I guess I could do something in this flight after all."
I smiled a bit. "It's a long story."
"I've got time." he shrugged.
I hesitated. I don't even know who this guy is. They say it's better to tell a stranger your problems. But, I'm not sure. I'm not the sharing type...
"I'm Luke, by the way. Luke Hemmings... In case you don't know me." he said.
I just looked at him. "In case I don't know you???" Am I supposed to know him?!
Luke grinned. "You seem like you don't. Well this is awesome."
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