1- Surprise!!
kayla
A little backstory for me- my name is Kayla, this year I turned 17 and my dad also died 3 months ago. Don't feel bad for me because we weren't exactly 2 peas in a pod. If I remember correctly his last words to me were , learn to love, not sure what it meant but never mind I guess. I live with my step-mom, who I also can't stand. It feels like she hates me just off my existence. Anyways, you're dying to know what I look like right. I have brown skin with curly hair that reaches my waist. I'm also a short little princess because I'm 5'1 and I wear everything baggy because I inherited ridiculous curves from my mom. Unfortunately, I'm stuck with the tiny waist and big everything else... if you know what I mean.
Today was literally my last day of high school and suffering the torment of being the baby in the class since everyone else was already 18 and I was still 17. Now I'm free from the shackles of society and it's time to walk home back to hell. The sun beamed down on me as I paced home. Hand shielding my eyes and tilting my phone so I could see properly. I put some music on in the background to drown out all the chaotic noise on the street. But. A few minutes later I was home.
"Kayla!", the witch yelled, "These dirty fucking floors don't clean themselves."
I sighed from internal frustration and for the headache that suddenly grew.
" I heard that you little shit, we got a guest coming over in 2 hours. I want this place spotless." yelling again.
I really hated Andrea and I knew she only kept me because she had to. Inside I really do think I'm broken. Alone, isolated and nowhere to go. Even in a world full of people it feels like I have no place and it really hurts. Andrea has a son and he's older than me. He's 20 in a couple months and he's just as bad. He had a blonde short buzz and always dressed in a bitchy skater type outfit but at the same time getting all the girls and friends in the world. No. I can't catch a break from it all, sadly.
An hour went by, I'd finished the floors and the kitchen. I just needed to clear up the living room for whatever guest was coming over. We rarely had guests over. Not just because I had no friends but because Andrea thought I'd just embarrass her with my presence in the house. I stomped my way upstairs soon after finishing all the house work. I came across a messy note on my bed that said - be dressed and pack a suitcase with all your essentials. You're going on holiday. Andrea.
Holiday ?? I've never been anywhere and why would I go by myself. Tears welled in my eyes with confusion and anxiety. That's another thing, I have serious anxiety and I struggle a lot with my panic attacks. Despite my father and I not being close, he had them sometimes too so he'd help. Andrea used to shout at me and say I made unnecessary noise which made them even worse on all occasions. The clock now said 4.35pm and I only had until 5pm to get ready and packed to leave. Struggling to wipe away my tears. I scrambled to pick up my curly hair products and brushes, along with my underwear and my pjs and some hoodie and jogger sets. I really didn't like to flaunt my body. People assumed the worst when I grew up a bit. I didn't have much since I grew out of nearly everything. I packed my phone charger and laptop too since my dad gave it to me. The pink MacBook air. My most prized possession I think.
4.55pm - My chest started to rise and fall a bit quicker than before.
"Hurry the fuck up, you don't have all the time in the world Kayla.", Andrea shouted.
"I'm really sorry. I'm coming downstairs right now.", I said urgently
I raced downstairs with my suitcase nearly tripping over my own two feet. I fixed myself to look a bit presentable for the guest. Thinking if the suitcase and the guest coming were linked. The door bell rang suddenly and I stood up near the couch. Andrea ,for once, had a smile on her face and the guest... My lips parted slightly in awe. Who was this man and why was he here? I held my hand out and he greeted me. Internally my eyebrow raised. How did he already know my name. I moved out of the way so him and Andrea could pass and sit down. He literally towered over me and he had long, black hair tied back. He smelled familiar, a musky vanilla scent. He wore a white shirt and suit, freshly pressed and again I felt my mouth drop slightly. Manners.
"Kayla, darling. This is Mr. Hayes. He's taking you on your little holiday okay.", Andrea said softly.
" Kayla, don't worry. Call me Jackson. or Jack seriously." he said. So deep. His voice was so calm yet rich. He spoke as if money itself had a voice. I opened my mouth but no words came out. Not again. This always happens. I'm just so nervous.
"Apologies Mr. Hayes, she's a shy person. Give her some time. Honestly.", Andrea reassured.
"Come on, we need to leave for our flight.", Mr. Hayes said with my suitcase in his hand and walking to the door.
All I could do was follow and wave to Andrea who was smiling at me insincerely. A big car was waiting out front with a driver who looked similar to Mr. Hayes but with a beanie on and short brown hair instead.
I had no idea where I was going and he seemed like he was in such a good mood. I fumbled for my headphones around my neck and heard him ask if I was okay. I nodded quickly in response, avoiding the fact I couldn't speak how I wish I wanted to right now.
Hours later...
My head rested on something strong and I shot up in my seat. I wasn't in the car. We were on a flight. Just in my luck. We had just landed I think, people started reaching for bags. A firm grip landed on my hand and I flinched from the shock. Oh gosh. It was just him. Momentarily, my eyes reached his. I felt myself blush even with my complexion. He smirked a little bit. I didn't think he'd notice. We stood up to get off the flight with 2 other big men walking behind us. I assumed they'd come with us to wherever we were going now . They drove us from the airport actually. Me and my tiny suitcase. All in a new place. I climbed into the next huge 4x4 slowly before Mr. Hayes and I was drifting off again. Probably from all the travel.
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