5 chapter 5

*A week later*

I was on the plane to Los Angeles on an official assignment. I had mixed feelings about the trip. on one hand, I was excited, I was going to see my friends that I had left back home and on the other hand, I felt sad because now I will be made to face the reality of my parent's death all over again and Michael wasn't there so I had to face it all alone.

The bright side was that I would see Holden, it had been a while...

I sighed, how in such a short time, my life had turned upside down is and will always be a wonder to me.

I drifted off, remembering all the happy memories I had here. I remember my first dance, my parents had been so worried about every single detail. I didn't have a date so I went with Michael. I remember the picture they took of us, how we looked so gorgeous in our clothes...

I also remember Halloween, when I was 5 and was still obsessed about dressing up and stuff, it was indeed wonderful.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the air hostess. "ma'am, please fasten your seat belt, we are about to land", she said with a brief smile. " Thank you", I said with a smile.

I hated overthinking, it left me feeling sad and lonely. I took in a deep breath trying to calm myself down. "you can do this". I said to myself as the plane tried to land.

A few minutes later, I was in a taxi to my hotel. I was nostalgic. As I was driven through the streets, I could literarily see memories on each one. It was like pages upon pages of my life were been opened before me.

I passed the place I once called home, it was still as beautiful as ever. But now it was probably occupied by someone else, I thought to myself. How life can just change in the twinkle of an eye...

At my hotel, I struggled to get out of the taxi. I mustered up the little energy I had and got out. I entered into the posh looking building, everything in its five-star glory. I got to the reception and collected the keys to the room I would be staying in while I was here.

immediately I got into the comfort of my room, I fought to cry but I couldn't, I felt numb, it was all coming back and I couldn't stop it. I decided to see the only family I had which was Holden. I got an uber and made my way to his house.

I couldn't wait to see his reaction, he must be shocked to see me. it had honestly been a while and I couldn't wait to be in his embrace." it would make me feel better", I thought to myself.

I arrived at Holden's house a few minutes later. He was home. I got so excited and I couldn't place my thoughts but I knew they were at war right now. I laughed at the irony, At peace with the pain, At war with joy.

I knocked on his door twice and got no answer. I knocked again but still, there was no answer. I tried the handle and luckily it was open. I walked into the house and was instantly absorbed by the change I met. His curtains were no longer blue but white, his chairs had been changed, his carpet was the same but extremely neat, the dining area had not been left out of the change too. It was as though a different person lived here. The house was eerie.

"Hello, is anybody home?". I called out but got no answer. I walked quietly up the stairs to check if he was in any of the rooms but to my surprise, he was not there too. I heard noises from the last room and curiosity got the best of me and I headed towards the room.

As I got closer, the noise increased and I was certain that people were in there. I increased my pace until I was at the door of the room. I opened the door and was met with a shocking sight. it couldn't be...

My boyfriend making out with a black-haired girl. He didn't notice my presence but when he did, he hurried off the girl. " hi", the girl said trying to cover up herself. Holden just made no effort to explain, he just stayed there smiling, he didn't even look remorseful.

"Holden what the hell is going on!", I spat bitterly. " I'm sorry you had to see this", he said dismissively. "how was your trip?", he asked to like something didn't just happen. " does any of this look alright to you", I asked shocked at the way he was acting.

"look, I'm done with you, I never really liked you just so you know", he said without the guilt of any form. " what! ", I said trying to figure out what was happening. " it was more of what you could give me and since you can't give me that, I'm done", he said like we were strangers to each other like we hadn't been in a relationship for 3years now. I couldn't control myself anymore so I walked up to him and slapped him before storming out of the house with tears in my eyes.