speechless - a ruel love story

Chapter 1 - New Beginnings

Today is the day my dad and I were officially moving to Australia. These past few years have been intense. My dad thinks it'll be good for me to get a fresh start. My dad only wants the best for me and I appreciate him so much. I'm currently sitting on my window seat in my now empty room. I'm gazing out the window waiting for sunrise, I glance down at my watch checking the time. My watch read, '5:45 am', I let out a deep sigh before gazing out the window again. There were a couple of soft knocks at my door,

"Come in!" I say loud enough so the person behind my door can hear me. 

"Hey kiddo, I had a feeling you were up." My dad says walking inside my room.

"Did your gut tell you that Agent Gibbs?" I ask jokingly glancing over at him before I place my feet down so he can take a seat beside me.

"So funny Namiko." He says rolling his eyes playfully as he sits down. I give him a small smile before I turn to stare out the window once again.

"How you feelin'?" Dad asks me softly.

"I'm fine, just really tired," I say before turning my attention to him.

"Well, we have a 20-hour flight so you'll get plenty of sleep on the private jet." He says placing his hand on top of mine. I let out a groan looking at him,

"You just had to book the private jet, didn't you?" I ask chuckling shaking my head.

"Yeah, I did. I want the 20-hour flight to be comfortable for both of us. We both deserve it." He says chuckling softly. I give him a small smile shaking my head once more. I frown looking down at my fingers before looking up at him,

"Do you think everything will be better in Australia dad?" I ask as my voice cracks. I feel my eyes start to water as I'm looking into my father's eyes.

"Namiko, baby, I promised you I wouldn't let anyone or anything hurt you ever again. And I mean it. You know I always keep my word, especially with you." He says placing his hand on my cheek, I place my hand on top of his hand that rested on my cheek. He kisses the top of my head before pulling me into a tight hug,

"I love you, baby," he says softly against my hair.

"I love you too dad," I say softly as a few tears get loose, I quickly wipe them away before I hug him back tightly. I take a deep breath calming myself down. We pull ourselves out of the hug, my dad stands up looking down at me.

"Finish getting your carry on bag ready, the car should be here in 10 minutes." He says kissing my head one last time before he walks out of my room leaving my door wide open. I turn my attention out the window again, just in time to watch the sunrise.

I let out a soft sigh before I stand up from the window seat, I grab my blue champion hoodie slipping it on. I pull my long curly hair up into a messy curly bun. I slip on my Nike slides, I grab my MacBook and my iPhone X from off the chargers. I wrap the chargers up putting them in my carry on bag along with my laptop. I slip my phone and wallet into my hoodie pocket. I grab my bag and I take a long look around my old room before I make my way out the bedroom closing the door behind me. I make my way down the steps and I look into the living room, then the kitchen, I turn and see my dad coming down with his carry on bag.

"Ready to go love?" My dad asks me. I just give him a simple nod, then we hear a honk from outside meaning the car that was taking us to the airport was here. Dad opens the door and I start to make my way out before I stop and turn around taking one last look at our old house. Memories start flooding back into my head, the good ones, and the bad ones. My dad places his hand on my shoulder and gently squeezes it.