"Hell is empty and all the demons are here"

, like really gone. She was a fighter but I guess every worrier has to rest. Everyone says except and it will get easier. I dont listen to people.

Why mom was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer a year ago. Ever since that day I lost a part of me I will never get back. Right now I am on a plane to California to live with my dad, whom I haven't seen in over 10 years. He left when I was 8, I would prefer not to live with him but he is the only 'family' I have left.

The plane just landed and everyone was getting off, I only brought a carry on and and one suitcase. I stood up to get my overhead bag, only problem is I am 4'10. Ya, I know it's short for an 18 year old girl. Somone caught on that I was struggling and garbed my bag for me. I thanked him and hoped off the plane.

I looked around for my dad, but only found my name on a sign witch was held by a man to old to be my dad. I walked up to him as he said, "Hazel Marriot?", "Yeah that's me." I said as I looked up at him. "Follow me please.". We walked out side of the big airport, the California sun beaming down on my some what tan skin, I felt a light breeze gently comb through my hair and closed my eyes and sighed. When I opened them I was greeted by a slick, black limo. I rolled my eyes and got in.

About thirty minutes later we roll up to one of the biggest houses I have ever seen, probably not the biggest but it was one of them, it was luxurious but homey all in one. I have to admit I was pretty, well more like beautiful. The car rolled to a stopped and the old man, whose name I have yet to learn, opened my door for me. I walked up to the big black door which is most likely a good 3 feet taller than me. I was about to knock on the door when it flew open. The person standing behind it has the biggest smile on her face. Maybe shes the maid or house keeper? I thought to my self. She looked about 5'10, had Carmel hair with blond highlights and she probably around my 'fathers' age.

"Hi!", she squealed, "I'm Amanda your step mom, and before you say anything, I want to let you know that I can never fill your mother's shoes, but I hope I can be a mother figure to you some day." She gave me a light, heart warmed smile.

I stood there shocked, I did not expect her to be this genuine and nice. I gave her a small smile in return. She motioned me into the house.

"I'm Hazel witch you probably already know. Where's my dad?" I asked.

"Your father is on a late minute business trip to Italy, he should be back in a couple of day! Would you like me to show me your room?"

I nodded my head and followed her. Tho I was a little disappointed that my father wasn't here to greet me after 10 years, I just want to settle down.

We finally reached a room witch I assumed was mine. Amanda opened the door and I gasped at the beautiful room. It was gorgeous! it had a rustic, farmhouse style. With a white queen sized bed in the middle with a light fixture hanging above it. Towards the back there were 2 frence doors leading to spacious balcony. I was speechless.

"Do you like it? I didn't really know what you liked so I asked a few of my friends daughters. I dont have any children so-". I don't know why but I cut her off with a hug. I wrap my arms around her waist, but stiffens at first but returns the hug.

"Its absolutely stunning Amanda, I love it. Thank you!".

"Well I'll get out of your hair and let you unpack. I know its early but you start school on Monday at 'Kaden College Prep', there really no uniform just nothing to revealing. There's a credit card on the desk if you want to you shopping. If you need a ride there's a butch if keys in the kitchen you can pick a car and keep it.". I was shocked I was never rich, but I wasn't poor.

"No, I cant that's to-", she cuts me off and shakes her head.

"You father and I insist, its the least we can do.", she shoots me a kind smile and leaves before I can argue.

After I fished unpacking what's left of my old life, I walk out of my room and walk around the huge house until I get to the kitchen. I look out one of the windows and see 6 cars and 3 motorcycles. They are all beautiful, but I dont drive cars. I pick the 2018 Kawasaki Ninja 600 in Abs Black. I think I just fell in love. I hoped on and headed to the mall.

It took about 3 hours, but I got everything I needed with no complications. Sike! It took me forever because nothing fits my small petite body. I look at myself in the full length mirror. I have have light brown hair that goes down to my waist, my eyes are a deep sapphire blue with a hint of black. The one thing people notice about my face is my small 'button' nose. I personally likes it's cute. My eyes move down to my body, I somewhat of an ass, but not like other girls my age. My best ar about a B cup so there something there. I still have nice curves tho. I yawn and hop in my bed dreading school tomorrow. After a few minutes of thinking I finally let the peaceful darkness consume me.

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-Gabi