Better Off Without Me

Part 1; My H*ll Begins
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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I hit the snooze button and dragged myself out of bed. I did the same thing that i did every morning. Went for a shower, curled my hair, then put on my makeup. I went into my closet and picked out something to wear; a pair of skinny jeans and a pink tank top, then i grabbed a blue Hollister sweater and a pair of heels and went downstairs.
I walked down the block to Cameron's house. "Hey babe." He smiled his amazing smile, and wrapped me in his muscular arms.
I looked into his shiny blue eyes and fell in love with him all over again. He looked the same as he did everyday; his hair swooped across his forehead perfectly and he was wearing his typical plaid shirt. "Hey." I smiled up at him, even with heels on Cameron was taller than me. We walked out to his truck, and drove to school. This was just the start of the worst day of my life. It all went downhill from here.

The bell rang at the end of the day, and i got out of there as fast as i could, without stopping to talk to anyone; not even Cameron, my day was bad enough already. I just needed some air, and some time to think.
I walked home without looking back for a second. I thought about everything. I walked in the front door, my parents were fighting, again. I let out a heavy sigh and went up to my room. I turned my music up as loud as it went to drown out my parents screaming at eachother. I hated when my parents fought.

Dinnertime, me and Matt went downstairs, dreading it all the way there. We didn't say a word and just sat down at the table. "Kids, we need to talk to you." My dad said, standing at the head of the table next to my mom. I was prepared for the worst, and my stomach sank. "As you probably both noticed, me and your mom have been fighting a lot lately.." Oh god, i knew what was going to be said and i could already feel the tears coming. "We've decided to get a divorce and i'm moving to Florida, with both of you."
"WHY DO WE HAVE TO MOVE?!" I yelled, jumping up from my seat, tears streaming down my face. I always preferred my dad, but i also preferred my life here. I guess i could kiss my California life goodbye.
"Sweetie, your dad got offered a transfer and he's going to get paid a lot more money, and i can't afford to take care of you and your brother with just my income."
Matt just sat at the table, emotionless and still. He had a lot to lose in California too and i could just imagine how he was feeling inside. He looked right at my dad and all he said was, "When are we leaving?" He definetly did not sound happy.
"Saturday." 2 days?! I only had 2 more days with my friends, 2 days to say goodbye to everyone..
I stormed up to my bedroom, and slammed the door. I stood against it and sunk down onto the floor, my hands hugging my legs. I started crying and couldn't stop. I just cried, for hours.
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