Sparkatale

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot

Prologue A/H

It was not your fault but mine.

And it was your heart on the line.

I really fucked it up this time...

...Didn't I my dear...?

I gaze out the window of the plane. Oh you better believe it, asshole. I slumped in my chair wondering what possessed me to give HIM everything. Why had I let myself trust HIM at all? HE was the only one I let in after, my dad's death, through all the legal shit as a close friend of my parents was getting custody of me. I was terrified at the time I would lose my rock, turns out my rock was a douchbag. In the end that bastard cheated on me with some little bitch.

"Dru, babe, I promise that was a mistake! Sh-she means nothing baby I swear! Give me another chance and I guarantee that I will make this up to you!" he bagged as he got out of his bed with a slut still under the covers wearing a shocked expression that was marred with too much makeup.

"Liar." I mutter I can see the city of New York outside the window. My social worker is sending me to my "Uncle" who I haven't seen since I was barely pubescent was sending me a prep school, a freaking preppy school for girls and boys. What the hell makes him think that this will be the best thing for me at this time!? I don't want... No... I'm not ready to make friends... or to get close to somebody who is gonna leave me, hurt me... I was completely alone, I had no family left. I was going to a city where I only knew one person. I don't how I'm going to get through this... As I sat there in my seat as John F. Kennedy airport came into view. I sigh. Soon my new life will begin.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are about to make our descent. Please remain seated at this time." I lean back and take a deep breath. Hello, New York.