Days of cara
It's been fun these past years. After Aries got better his mother came and took him home. I was lonely. Uncle Jake took me to one of his tours. It was so fun I became addicted. I left school and started going out with him more often. Then I started living with him. We roamed island to island. Uncle Jake likes swamps. I don't really like swamps. They are full of creepy insects and animals. When he sets off to swamps I stay behind at any beach resort.
Dad gives us lots of money so it's no big deal. I really love ocean. I was white before but now my skin color is bronze because of extreme tanning. Uncle Jake says it suits me.
This time we're going to Pacific. Uncle Jake will be back in 3 days then we can fly off. I prefer private jets but he's more like a backpacker. He likes to walk and see everything.
I'm going to my grandparents house. I haven't seen them in a year.
"Hi Grandpa!!"
"OMG what happened to you?? Did you get burnt? Did Jake abandon you in a chimney?"
"Oh God I look that bad?"
"I'm kidding dear. You look wonderful. Just like Jake when he was around your ages".
"Really?"
I laugh jumping out of my motorcycle. Yes I love motorcycles. That's how I got tanned. Speaking of motorcycle this one's actually uncle Jake's. He never lets anyone touch his baby. But I guess I'm his favorite. He lets me ride his favorite motorcycle.
I accompany my grandparents to their morning walks. Teach them yoga,we go fishing, we cook dinner together. 3 days pass by.
I am packing my bagpack when grandma comes in my room. She hands me over a box of letters. All these Arya wrote to me. He thought I still live in grandpa's house.
I start reading. He wrote how lonely he is! How much he misses me!!
Oh God and I thought he forgot about me just like my dad. I want to read all of the letters but I'm out of time. So I throw out some of my clothes and put the letters in my bagpack. I say goodbye to my grandparents and take out my motorcycle. I wonder if I went home with my dad 3 years ago what'd happen to me.
Speaking of the devil. I see my father's car arriving. I can tell it's his. He always drives maroon cars.
"Hi dad!"
"What in the hell happened to you!!!!!? Are you sick?"
"No"
"You look like a poor malnutrished child from second world war!!"
"Ohh I do?"
"What happened to you? You look like Jake in his young ages".
"Aww really thanks"
"That's not a compliment. Where were you? I thought you joined law school. And is that Jake's motorcycle? Where did you get this?"
"Oh this? He gave it to me as my birthday present."
"Impossible! He'll never give it to anyone. He never even gave me a lift on that."
"But he lets me."
"Where did you meet him anyways?"
"I pretty much live with him now."
"WHAT!!!" Dad growls in anger.
"Oops time to go. Bye dad."
"Get back here Cara. You're going home with me."
"Not happening"
I run off with my motorcycle.
"Someone catch her right now!!"
I meet uncle Jake at the jetty. He's wearing a ripped army green shirt and beach slippers. Honestly compared to my dad he looks like a character from greek mythology. Tanned skin, wind swept hair, strong body with eight packs. How can his wife divorce him?
"So what's with the 1900's wooden ship? Honestly we can go by air. Grandpa gave us this much money."
"That's how your dad travels with his fair gentleman ass. Not me. You can go back if you want to."
"How can I leave a old man like you alone wandering in the seas?"
"Let's go then"
"After you senorita."
Uncle Jake laughs so hard.
"You idiot. Women are called senorita."
"Aww I need to work on my Mexican"
"Spanish".
"Yeah whatever"
He throws away his phone in the sea. Every time he does that. Seriously he can just turn it off or give it to me. It was a nice phone.
We are in the Pacific now. We'll go back in 2 months. I read all the letters Arya wrote to me. Suddenly I miss him so much. When I go back I'll meet him for sure.