I put the last bag in my truck before I walk to the drivers side door. I jumped in and slam the door shut behind me. I sat there starring at my aunt's house. The memories flooding through as I stare at the place that's been home to me sense my parents died in a car crash.

  I know that I'm making the right decision it still hurts though. I leave my little brother knowing he'll be safe here. I remember when we first moved in when I was 8 and he was 3 I hated it here when we first moved in I wouldn't talk to anyone. I blamed them for taking me away from my little sister and best friends. I remember a few months after we moved in I had complained about my dirty yellow walls, and the next day my little brother colored on them with purple marker. I thought aunt Lucy was going to have a heart attack when she saw them.

 A tear slipped down my face as I started my truck and made my way to my last stop before I left town. I was going to his house. I remembered when I met him. His ex thought she was going to bully me by pushing me. She walked up to me yelling nasty things as she shoved me hard to the ground, and I the clumsy person I am fell hard on my butt. The next thing I know is that she tried to step on my hand with her six inch hooker heel, but before she could do that his voice rang through the hall stopping her. I quickly got up tapped her shoulder, and as she turned to face me I slammed my fist to her nose making it crack loudly through the now silent hall. I watched her butt run through the hall as big fat wails escape her.

  After that he wouldn't leave me alone which pissed me off. After a while I started hanging out with him and his friends which lead to us dating. It's killing me that I have to leave him, and I know I was being a coward by only leaving behind a letter but I would break down If I had to lie to him because I would never tell him the truth, and if I did he would A never believe me or B it would ruin a lot of lives. I pulled up to the mansion his parents calls home. I opened their mail box leaving a thick package checking it to make sure that everything was there, and took of like a bat out of hell.

  The houses blurred together as fat tears fell down my face. The memories of us flashed through like a movie. All I know is I'll never forgive the person who did this to me.  I reached the town limits. The last thing I said before I crossed the town line as tears poured down my face was, "I love you."