After Alyana suffered a horrific car accident, it resulted her into becoming wheelchair bound.
Alyana goal was to try to survive this life of hers but, It became difficult after her father thought it was best for her to move to New Jersey with her...
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'Life is chaotic'
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Alyana's POV
I had rang Skye to pick us up from the airport. She was slightly shocked from what I briefly had told her.
Especially the walking part. The fact that I could walk was something I'd never ever imagine.
Something I'd never believe.
I hadn't told her the whole thing though but, since we were living in Skye's apartment for a while. I could explain everything start to finish.
"Hi bestie." Skye greeted and gave me a hug. That was something new. "What? I missed you." She shrugged her shoulders and grabbed the trolley of baggage.
We both made our way in Skye's car. The same baby blue car that she had a couple of months back,
I fastened up Ivy's seatbelt and sat in the passenger seat.
"How does it feel to be a free woman." Skye asks, clearly pointing out that I'm walking.
"Amazing." I say genuinely. The fact that I was able to walk again gave me that sense of peace in myself that I was able to protect those who I love.
"I still can't get over the fact-"
"At home Skye." I say, cutting her off, I clearly didn't want everything to be said in front of Ivy, I mean she's a child but, then again I did just blow up in front of her and the gang.
"What did you tell Ben?" She asks, trying to avoid the silence.
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A couple of hours ago...
"How- what- wait Alyana." Uncle Ben was clearly confused. He just couldn't comprehend about how Ivy was alive.
"Yeah I found her. We going to be leaving in an hour to the airport. I think it's best that we go home." I say, rushing to pack both mine and Ivy's clothes.
"What! I just- we just want to go home." I tried calming myself down.
"Ali, I can't send you back to that monster. I'll never be able to forgive myself." Uncle Ben begs me to not go. He looked worried and confused. I hold onto his shoulders and give him a hug.
"I won't. I'm living with Skye. My best friend." I smile. He nods his head in reassurance but, suddenly his facial expression changed into sadness.
"Have I done something wrong Ali?" He asked. I shook my head, denying that it wasn't him at all.
"No. I just think it's best that we go home. Back to France. Ivy is getting home sick." I lie. He nods his head, still upset that we were leaving in such short notice.
"I'm sorry if I made you feel-"
"You did nothing wrong Uncle Ben. You've been more to a father to me than my own dad so, don't blame yourself if we are leaving." I smile. A tear slipped out of his left eye and I wipe it instantly. I hug him really quickly and started dragging our suitcases downstairs.
"We are going to miss you." I said genuinely.
"Keep in contact. If you need anything and if you change your mind and you want to come back. There is always space available for you!" He says and I smile, nodding slightly.
"Will do." I reply.
The Uber driver horned and uncle Ben helps me to take our suitcases and luggage to the back trunk of the car while, I held Ivy's hand, seating myself in the back passenger.
"I'll miss you kiddo." He said and plants a kiss on Ivy's forehead.
"I'll miss you to uncle Ben!" She said, wiping off the kiss. I chuckle at the sight of Ivy. She looked happy.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
Present..
We were finally at Skye's apartment. Ivy ran into one of the spare rooms that we were going to stay for a while until, I found a job and get my own place.
"Thanks Skye-"
"No need Ali. You're my best friend." She says.
I was clearly drained from the journey to France. In all honestly, everything felt unreal. I just never thoughts I'd be back so soon.
Even though it's nearly been around eight months since we stayed at New Jersey. It just felt so abnormally overwhelming.
I collapse onto the couch that was placed in front of the TV while Skye already slumped onto the couch, burying herself in cushions.
"So.." Skye says, trying to start the conversation. "I've been dying. Now please tell me what happened!" She says.
"Okay." I sighed disappointedly. I don't think I'll ever get over what Jordan had done to me.. to us.