All I Wanted

SONG(S) FOR THIS CHAPTER

Sober by Demi Lovato

A mess(happy 4 u) by Little Mix

“Dad” I say as I knock on my dad's door.

“Janey” he says while yawning. “Why are you up so early”.

“I'm going back to school today” I say.

He looked at me with a suspicious face.

“You sure you're going back to school?” He asks emphasizing on the school.

“Yes Dad, I've taken my mind off any distractions and don’t worry I won't go into dancing, I'll be the daughter you want me to” I say. Despite the fact that I love my dad so much I just couldn't help but get annoyed whenever I remember he wants me to leave my passion for what he wants of me. But then the passion of a thing almost led me to my misfortune.

“Okay I'll make breakfast, just a second” he says.

I wanted to tell him not to bother that I was ready to go and don't need food but the inner foodie in me couldn't let the words fall right through my mouth.

“Ill wait” I manage to say. I'll waitzIit What the F**k is my problem with food.

I waited for my Dad to leave his room as I walked behind him. Knowing full well that my Father does not start his day withou a cup of coffee I waited patiently in the living room as my Father prepared his coffee carefully measuring every single thing he was adding.

“You want some?” He asks

“No im good” I say.

“You know your mother also hated coffee” he says smiling as he remembered some memories.

I watched my father as he slipped the hot coffee mindfully so as to not burn his tongue or something.

“Okay let's get started” he says as he dropped the empty mug into the sink and brought out a spaghetti. Yummy I'm grateful didn't leave already.

My dad prepared the spaghetti and dishes out my portion into a plate, I collected it from him as I digged the fork into the spaghetti making sure I finish it hot.

“slow down Janey” my Dad says while chuckling as he brought me orange juice. This man knows what I love when it comes tc food. I gulped down the cup of juice as I let out a belch.

“Excuse me” I say being the polite manner for a girl to behave. My dad didn't say anything in response.

“I should be going dad” I say to my Dad.

“Janey, please take care love” he says as he kissed me on my forehead and it reminded me of when I used to be younger

“I love you Dad" I say as I walked out of the door

“I love you too” he whispers under his breath but I could hear him.

I gotinto my car and drove away from my house, I blinked my eyes repeatedly to stop the tears from falling through my eyes Pll study this course and I won't think about Chase anymore.

I drove on the freeway and sighted the turn I took tho Chase's safe house earlier and there was a debate in my head in whether or not to go to Chase's safe house but my inner feeling won as I took the sharp turn to Chase's safe house. I still have a lot of time left and if everywhere gets dark before I get to California I'll lodge in a hotel.

I got to the spot where Chase and I used to park our cars and there were fresh tyre prints on the ground and my heart fell knowing full well that Chase had been here not too long from now. Despite the fact I knew he wouldn't be there since his car had just left here I still approached the house.

I got into Chase's safe house and I could smell the aroma of a freshly cooked food. At this point my heart broke and tears started to run down my cheeks as in no time my nose became runny. Chase was here and he didn't look for me, I was just a toy to him a young you he could play with. With my eyes still running I left Chase's safe house to the place where my car was parked and I saw some new tyre prints again, he came back and left probably after seeing my car.

I got into my car with annoyance and disappointment as I suddenly forgot how to drive. I became frustrated and all I could do was to cry out my heart into the steering wheel. Why do I deserve all of this?, Chase was the only person I've ever loved and he chose to hurt me in this bad way.

After some few minutes of crying into the wheel I summoned up my courage and decided to continue my journey. I'm not that girl that cries because of men, I'm not that girl that will let a man make her vulnerable, I'm not that girl that will hold or to a first love because “first love” is just overrated and a myth.

While driving I noticed the clouds getting darker and thicker, I guess there's a storm coming up I should probably look for a hotel nearby to pass the night and continue my journey the next day.

I drove for some few minutes before I finally found a hotel to pass the night in.

“Pete's Hotel" I say as I read out the big sign hanging on the wall. It wasn't a five or four star hotel but it was still above the average. They had a vet beautiful and welcoming entrance and if I wasn't emotionally traumatized I would have taken my time to admire the beautiful sculptures and structures of the hotel.

I paid for a night at the reception and the receptionist handed me a key to my room and another receptionist led me to my room. Just like I had expected the room was really good too just like the entrances of the hotel and the bed was comfortable I pulled off my shoes leaving only my socks on as I climbed on the bed preparing to drift to sleep but I still couldn't help but think about what my life in the past few weeks have become just because of a man,

Tommorow I'll head back to school and study medicine lie my father wanted me to. Maybe he's right well... since he's older and wiser I just have to trust him and do well I'm my academics without any form of distraction. I'll graduate with a good grade and get a job with a high paying salary and become one of the best doctors if not the only best in the hospital I'll wor in. I just have to build that same passion for my course right now. Tomorrow will be a brand new day.