𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝟎𝟏

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"May I remind you that I'm waiting in here for FIVE FUCKING HOURS WITHOUT COFFEE. WHERE ARE YOU BITCH?"

I rushed through the checkout port, carrying my big travel bag while pulling my big suitcase close to me.

I have made it in LA within fifteen hours flying from the Netherlands Amsterdam, too California LAX. It was a hell of a flight, I should have arrived in LA five hours ago but there was a delay that turned into a stopover in another country.

I haven't slept in hours and I look and feel like shit.

"Sorry babe, I just have checked out. Where are you at?" I asked tiredly having my phone between my ear and shoulder, trying to deny every person I see.

Wearing my white matching sweats got me through this horrible flight. I yawned and sit down on a bench when I arrived in the waiting area. Throwing my bag next to me and my suitcase in front of me.

"Just getting our coffee at Starbucks nearby. They are making our order." Dakota replied sweetly.

I roll my eyes. "You just bashed out on me about not having coffee, while you are standing in the line for Starbucks." I wrapped my right arm around my belly.

"Did I told you that I am perfect? Because I am not." She says offended. I let out a laugh.

She's crazy but I love her.

My phone buzzes. I peeked at the screen to see my text message.

Mama
Ben je veilig geland lieverd?
(Have you landed safely honey?)
9:10 Am

Me
Yes, Ik wacht nog op Dakota ze kan elk moment arriveren.
(Yes,  I'm waiting for Dakota. She could arrive anytime.)
9:11 Am

Mama
Oke geef haar een dikke knuffel van mij en laat me weten wanneer je thuis bent. Hou van je ❤️
(Okey give her a big hug from me and let me know when you are home. I love you)
9:13 Am

Me
Zal ik doen mam. Ik ook van jou😘
(Will do that mom. Love you too)
9:15 Am

I locked my phone, feeling a little sting in my chest. Leaving my mom behind isn't what I like to do. Because I don't know how long I will be staying in America. I really miss her already and just wished that she could come with me. But I know she has her life there with her work and my grandparents. And she wants me to follow my dreams. So I will make my mother proud, for sure.

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