I guess it is better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all. That’s what I tell myself to make it though the day, to keep the pain at bay. But somehow the pain is never really gone. I can’t think about anything anymore. I am a wreck, a worthless, lovestruck girl.
POV Brooklyn Bliss
The rain seemed to subside, as I unloaded the boxes from the truck. It was August in Billings Montana, my new home. I liked it here, but being a Junior in high school and having to move away from my friends in Florida isn’t ideal. ‘ We needed to get away’ was all my mother, Larina, had said. My mother was such a gold digger it wasn’t even funny. She had gotten away with about 2.3 million this time. I wanted a normal mom and a normal dad. She was like a sister who partied alot. She had me when she was 16, so I guess it was her time to be a teenager.
I walked up the front steps into the living room and to the stair case the lead to the basement. Mom bought a nice house in a “up-and coming” neighborhood. It was 3 bedroom, 4 bath, with a nice sized kitchen, a work out room and a finished basement. My mom said that the master was her room and the others were guest rooms. So that left me with the basement.....
“Mom!Can we go to the paint store?” I yell up the stairs.
“Yeah! One second honey, we need to get everything inside,” She answered from up stairs. When she said “we need to get everything inside” she meant “you need to get everything inside.”
“Almost done!” I yelled back as I walked into the basement. It was a big rectangular shaped room, with dark brown shag carpet and a small bathroom. The walls were a boring cream, but in my head they were going to be: a light red, a sky blue, a green apple and a light pink. I ran back up the stairs and saw my mom waiting to take me to the paint store to buy the new colors for the whole house.
“Ready?” she asked raising a perfectly plucked eyebrow.
“Yep, let’s go!” I said full of excitement.
The drive was short to the Home Depot. I walked straight to the paint section with mom trailing the whole way wanting to buy furry lights. We got to the paint wall with all the little paint swabs with a huge group of people standing in front of it.
“Excuse me,” I said walking up it a tall boy.
“Sure,” he said moving so I could see the section of red’s. I started looked for my mom who now wasn’t behind me anymore. All I could see was hot guys. They all looked the same but different too. They all were very tall, with rusty colored skin and black hair.
“Mom!?” I yelled walking though the crowd.
“Brooklyn?!” Mom called from somewhere in the crowd
“Yeah, come on mom.” I walked back to the wall when I ran into something hard. “Ow!” I said falling to the ground.
“Oh crap, my bad shorty,” somebody said grabbing me off the hard floor. When his hands touched my skin it was like a electric current flowing through our bodies, not to mention his hands were very warm and soft.
“Thanks,” I said getting up.
“Are you OK?” He asked in a rush with his hands still on me.
“Yeah, fine. Sorry ‘bout that I am really clumsy,” I said looking up into his beautiful dark brown and moss green eyes. Everything at that second melted away into another world. It was like I was looking into his soul, like could see what he is thinking this very moment. His eyes had a look in them that screamed love. Weird.
“Brooklyn?!” Mom yelled again which brought me back to earth. Damn! she had to ruin a perfect moment.
“Umm..I have to go,” I said looking away, yet he didn’t let go of me.
“OK but,” he said grabbing my hand again and pulling me close to him. “What’s your name?” I looked into his eyes again as his breath washed over me.
“Brooklyn Bliss,” I said in a low voice. “ And may I ask yours sir?”
“Collin,” he breathed.
“Brooklyn, there you are,” mom said from somewhere and pulling me from Collin’s arms. “And who is this?” She said in a sweet sickly voice while her eyes roamed his body. How in the world did I just go from the happiest person on earth to the maddest?
“This is Collin, mom,” I spoke with infuses on the mom.
She gave me a dirty look, “Well, hello there Collin, I’m Larina.”
“Nice to meet you,” He said politely.
“Nice to meet you, too.”
“Well, mom I think we have to go..” I said trying to get her away form him. He was all I have ever wanted ,but now he probable thinks I am crazy.
“Yes, we have to meet with the designers. Hope to see you again Collin,” mom said smiling. I rolled my eyes at her attempt to flirt.
“Bye Collin,” I said looking to see where my mom was. Soon enough I found her flirting with some of the other yummy guys. “Sorry ‘bout her,” looking at my mom.
“It’s cool, girls, no matter what age, love me,” he said with a chuckle and gave me a “one-of-a-kind”, heartbreaking smile.
“Oh yes, I bet they do,” I said chuckling with him. “I got to get her to the appointment so I will talk to you later?”
“Yes,we will,” He said in a sweet voice as I grabbed my mother and ran for the exit. I had to get her out of here. She ALWAYS embarrasses me and hits on my guy friends. Please god say that my mom finds a guy her own age so that she can leave the young ones alone.