"The only thing we had in common was the need to leave each other"

Mariella's POV

"Are you telling me I have to put her in a school, alone, for a year?!" I heard my dad yell from the doctor's room.

"Sir what I am saying is...she needs meditation. You may not be able to see it but she needs it" The doctor said.

"Bullshit. This is bullshit. Do not put ideas like that in my daughter's head you hear me? She isn't troubled and she is perfectly fine" My dad yelled again.

"Sir please reconsider..." the doctor started, just to be cut off when my dad walked out his office and slammed the door behind him. He took my hand and dragged me out the hospital.

I knew where I was headed next. I knew where he will take me.

And I was right. We got in the car and stopped by my grandma's house 15 minutes later. This is where I am taken when none of my parents want me around. This is where I go for the holidays. This is where I go when I have birthday parties and when I ask to hang out with my cousins.

And I hate it.

Now don't get me wrong I love my grandma. She is like an angel. She isn't the type to cook me delicious meals and bake me different types of sweets and cakes. She isn't the type who cuddles up with me in bed and tells me bedtime stories. But she is still my grandma. And I respect and love my family. Because whatever they are or however they treat me, they are still family.

I just hate the idea of this place.

It feels like a prison. The house is huge but it feels like jail.

It's like I am here, I can be who I am. I can eat and sleep without orders. I can escape. But I also can't.

"Sweatheart!" My grandma said as she kissed my forehead and welcomed me in.

"Hey nana" I said, smiling at her.

"Where is your father headed too?" She asked.

Honestly, I don't even get it why people ask things they know they won't get an asnwer for.

Like if I knew where my dad was going, I would have gone there myself too. But why am I here? Because I don't know where he is going.

So now I'll be stuck here for god knows how long.

Last time was 3 weeks. And I have a feeling it'll be much longer this time.

I didn't say anything. Just shook my head "no" and went upstairs to "my room".

It is exactly as how I left it. Small bed in the corner next to the window. And small drawer beside it.

Only difference is, it was clean. Now it seems like one of those old mansion rooms that no one has stepped in for 1000 years.

With spider webs and disgusting insects and dusty floors.

Great...now I have to clean it too. Can this day get any better?.

I went downstairs to the lobby and got a broom and some water with some cleaning cloths.

Then I started cleaning. First the floor then the large window, which is the only thing I am thankful for, and then the bed and drawers.

The bedsheets are too dirty to sleep in. So I put them in the wash and then hang them in the sun.

Next I had to clean the drawers. It is just now that I realize I don't have any clothings here. The drawers are empty and I don't have anything except my phone and headphones with me.

Great...

I will have to ask Nana to take me home and bring some stuff later. Which I am sure she'll refuse telling me "I have clothes fit for you".

I opened one drawer. And I wish I never did....

I found a picture I so wanted to never see. A picture that brought back memories I have been trying to burry deep in my heart, mind and soul. Very deep within.

A picture that will always, always, bring  back my tears and re-open my wounds. Even the very healed ones.

Cuz that is the truth about a broken heart. That is the thing about letting go and moving on. You can never fully move on or let go. The awful feelings will always find a way to come back and haunt you. A part of you will always still want to go back to how things were.

And worse....the good memories will always make you smile like a total idiot.

You will take the person who is causing you pain and misery back in a heartbeat. Because no matter how many time you tell yourself you hate him, no matter how much you say it, no matter how much you push it away and how many nights you spend advicing yourself...in the end...you still love him.

That is the truth and sadly, that's what we always will know.

Sometimes I wish I knew every truth but that...

"Sweetie?" I heard nana knock on my door. "Sweetie it is time for lunch".

I wipe the tears I didn't even know where there. And take a deep breath before saying "Coming nana".

And I go downstairs.

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Lucas's POV

"DAAAAD I Don't want to!" I said.

He wants me to join a BOOK CLUB. I mean....books.

Seriosuly....who the hell even owns them now! I thought people using older versions of iPhone were living like cavemen. Let alone people using books.

Paper, ink, covers. Books.

I don't even know how to say the word anymore.

Shit now that I think about it....I don't even think I can spell it!.

Dramatic much...

"Son it is for your own and our company's good will" he said looking at me "you have to do it".

Rolling my eyes I said "For god's sake dad! How is a book club going to help me or the company?!".

"Do you trust your father?" He asked.

"Ughhhhh.... Yes I do! But I hate this idea" I said, growling.

"Hate is a strong word son. And besides, it is just for a few months" He said.

Few months...dad if only you knew how much a few months can change a person. How long and short that time can be based on the situation and emotions...

"Fine" I said. "But on one condition".

My father raised his head and looked at me. "And that is?" He asked.

"You won't ever make me do something I don't want again". I said.

"Sure." He smiled. "It starts next week. 5 o'clock. Your driver knows the location".

"Okay" and with that, I left his office and headed to my room.

Sighing I layed on my bed. And stared out the window to the pouring rain. Then reached for my pocket and took out the picture I can never live without.

I stare at it everynight before I sleep. And every morning I wake up. And all the times I wake up during the night.

It is giving me strength. And weakness.
Makes me feel alive and yet so dead...
So strong yet so weak...
So hopeful and so hopeless...
Makes me feel loved...yet so hated...

End of chapter 1.

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So...it is finally out!
I was so excited to publish this book. And I can't wait to write more and take you guys on a long journey of this story.
Stay tunned.
See you all very soon.♡