My Dad was practically pulling me out of the hotel.

"Dad let me go! You're hurting me!" I said.

He let go of my wrist and waved for a taxi. A taxi stopped for us and he opened the door for me to get it in. I got in and he slammed the door behind me.

He went to the taxi's trunk and practically threw my suitcases in.

I can't believe I'm leaving him because of my Dad.

After my Dad closed the trunk he got in.

I sat as far away as I could.

"Airport please." He told the driver.

When he said those words my heart started to break. I let out a sob and just looked out the window.

"Give me your phone." My Dad said gesturing for it.

"What?! No way!"

"Alicia. Now."

"Fine here." I got it out of my pocket and threw it at him. It landed on the floor.

He sighed and picked it up.

The rest of the way I was silently crying. What did I do so wrong that made my Dad drag me away from Abraham.

After a disturbingly quiet long ride we finally made it to the airport.

I am not looking forward to going back home. My real home. I have nobody.

We got off the taxi and went straight to airport security. This was happening faster than I thought.

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Four hours later we got in another car to go to my house.

The familiarity struck me. I did miss this place just a little bit I didn't want to come back so soon.

Malibu has my heart now and that is where I want to be. To see the beach every morning and enjoy the California weather.

Now I am back in this small Pennsylvania town mourning for my love.

I want Abraham. I want his love. I want his sweetness and fun personality. I want his everything. I want him.

We pulled up in front of my house and I noticed the garden I left was in full bloom.

I said to my Dad before I left that when we would come back home the flowers would be waiting for us.

And they were.

The flowers is the only thing that made me somewhat happier.

My Dad and I haven't talked since we got on the airplane.

It was already mid afternoon by the time we got home.

My Dad got the luggages off the car and we made our way up the front steps.

He opened the door and I practically ran to my room. When I got in I slammed my door before my Dad could get in.

"Alicia where am I going to put your luggage?" He said outside my door.

I didn't answer.

I heard him leave the luggage by my door and leave.

Good.

I jumped into my bed and put my face in my pillow and let the tears flow.

I need Abraham.

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The sun hit my face and I woke up to birds chirping in the air.

It's morning. I must've cried myself to sleep last night.

I stretched and went to my mirror. My eyes were puffy from my tears.

I looked at my clock and noticed it was 11:30. Boy can a night of crying really put a toll on you.

I decided to go to the restroom that was outside of my bedroom door.

I opened my door and noticed something on my Dad's bedroom door that was just across the hall. His door was closed which was weird because he always has it open in case of emergencies.

I looked closer and noticed it was a note.

Alicia my darling,

I am sorry I couldn't say goodbye in person but I had to leave as soon as possible. I was only allowed one day away. I know you probably think I am the devil's son but deep down you and I know I only did what I did for your safety. I couldn't let you be rebellious and run away with Abraham. He is not stable at the moment and you need a break from that. Ann called me and told me everything. She was worried sick about you two. She didn't know if you two would come back because of the situation given. I have given back your cellphone and my card for the time being. I trust that you understand why I had to do this and just please stay away for the time being. I will check up on you.

Love, Dad

I walked to the living room and noticed my cellphone and a credit card on the table.

I sat on the couch and started to think.

My Dad is right in a way. I shouldn't of run away with Abraham on such short notice. It was wrong for us to just leave without saying anything. I know Abraham was running away from his problems and he dragged me along with him.

He is smart but I think he is unstable as well. He was going through a tough time at home and just needed to get away. But I should've told him to face his problems. It would've been better.

We both make each other do stupid things and it is best just to take a break from one another. I know that because of this break we will become stronger as one.

I turned on my phone and I noticed I had a bunch of missed calls and texts.

All from Abraham.

I need to tell him I am okay or I know he will go crazy.

I dialed his phone and it started ringing.

"Alicia?!" He answered. "Are you okay? Where are you?!"

"I'm home but....umm...we need to talk...."