Dreamer - Prologue

"Hurry up, Alexis!!" I heard my dad yell from downstairs. I took a look around at what used to be my bedroom for the very last time. Now the was completely empty and filled with the sadness I'll leave behind as I moved on to a new life. People always tell you that you can never escape your past, but that won’t stop anyone from actually trying. I didn't want to leave this house. This was my childhood. I grew up here. I did everything here. I got ready for my first day of kindergarten here. I had my first "very serious" crush here. My first memory is from being in this place. My first heartbreak was conceived inside this very bedroom. I had experienced everything inside this house.. inside this town.. and now, now I had to leave it all behind. I was moving away from all the memories, good and bad, and most importantly, I was moving away from my only true best friend.

“Alexis!” A voice shouted from outside.

My hand touched my lips, moving outward to touch the walls of the old room. "Goodbye life." I mumbled, blinking away the tears that had soon began to reach the edges of my eyelids. I opened my door, slightly, walking down the stairs to find my dad was standing in the kitchen, sipping from a coffee mug.

"Did I really take that long, dad?" I crossed over my arms in a teasing manner.

"Yeah. It's been weeks.. a man gets thirsty." He laughed.

"You know it's hard for me to do this." I sighed, “I’m leaving the only place I know. This is the only place I’ve grown to love and I have to say goodbye to it.” I can't believe my dad actually wanted me to just leave everything so quickly. If it was anything else, or anywhere else, I would. But not here. Not this place. This place meant so much to me, to my heart. There was just something here that I just couldn't let go of, ever.

"Can we stop somewhere?" I asked him.

"Where?"

"Lakemond cemetery."

He set down his mug, "Alexis."

My eyes fell onto his, "Please dad. I want to be able to say goodbye. We can’t just leave without at least telling her goodbye." I ended up giving off a small pout before I could even realize it.

Dad opened the front door, "Lets go."

"Dad."

"Sweetie, are you sure you want to do this? Don't you want to leave ha-?"

"I want to do this. I want.. I need to say goodbye to her."

Why wouldn't I want to say goodbye to her? She was the person who made me what I am today. She gave me hope. She gave me life. Why wouldn't my dad even think of this before I did? We're moving. Away. I had no idea when I'll be able to see her again. Wouldn't he also want to say goodbye to the person he once loved?

"But Al-"

"Dad! No." I snapped before I was able to stop myself. I let out a slow, calming breath, making sure my tone was a lot smoother by now, "I just want to see it one last time, alright?"

"Fine princess." He kissed my forehead before heading out to the car. I followed, taking my time so I can still take in all of the old memories one last time.. again. I even took in the memories I never thought I'd ever want to relive over again.

"You have to let the memory breathe. No matter how much it hurts you. No matter how much it pains you. No one deserves this pain, but no one deserves to let it fade away into nothing either.”

Her voice sounded in my head. That beautiful voice filled with so much hope for the future. I sighed. It's been 11 years, yet I still remember every single detail about her. Every small detail that I should've forgotten about years ago, but never did. God, I hope I never will. The way she looks. The way she always showed her teeth when she smiled. The way her beautiful brown curls always fell over her shoulders even when she didn’t want them to. I even remember the small dimples that reflected off her smile so perfectly. She was like an angel sent down from heaven to bless all those who looked at her. I always loved the fact that she would love to wear dresses and heels, telling me that she did it because she wanted to be a classy lady, or the fact that her lipstick always stood out with a bright reddish color, or how her mascara brought out her ravishing brown eyes. Its weird how much you could still remember about someone after 11 years of them being gone, but I'm glad to have never forgotten my mother. It's amazing to be able to remember so much about her.

My hand wrapped around the car door handle. Time froze. My heart raced. I blinked twice. I could hear my rapid breathing move faster.

"D-Dad?" I asked.

The door jerked open causing me to take a step back. "Alexis. Sweetie, it's fine. Come on in."

"But d-"

"Sweetie. Always remember that you are safe as long as you are with me." his confident eyes fell right onto my helpless eyes. His eyes were always so full of confidence and hope for the future, while my eyes had been broken for the longest time, showing no signs of any future ahead.

I took in a giant gulp as I slid into the leather seat. I gripped my hand to the door tightly, afraid to let go in fear that something bad was about to happen.

"See princess, you’re safe as long as you're with me." Dad said, turning to me and rubbing his palm against the back of my hand.

I nodded, "Just drive, before I freak out again.”

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This was a story I had written years ago as a fanfiction on Wattpad when I was a freshman in high school that I eventually turned into an actual story via a word document on my computer. I will be posting each chapter to Vocal for others to read and hopefully people will love this story.

If you do like this story, I am going to try and put out each chapter daily or almost daily for those who are interested in reading this.

Thank you and I hope you enjoy it.