Living a New Life

Posted on Sat Apr 13th, 2013 @ 7:46pm by

297 words; about a 1 minute read

There's no doubt I'm finally glad to have made it in one piece. As Chuck is munching away at his dinner, I had a chance to at least get somewhat settled here. I decided to pack light for this... honestly I didn't really have any major possessions I wanted to take with me. I wanted to give myself a fresh start to my career.

I did bring a few pictures from home to keep me company. They almost serve as a reminder of why I'm here and what was waiting for me back home, wherever that is. Hudson looks so happy in this one... I had just won a match and the amateur title against the toughest opponent of my life. We were only 15 years old, but I was on top of the world and he was standing right next to me every step of the way. Making the decision to come here was even tougher than that fight ever was. I didn't want to look like I was abandoning what we had, and him. I needed to get out of Malibu, almost for his sake. The constant reminder of what happened and why it happened was heart wrenching. I didn't want people to keep thinking about the bad thing that happened. I wanted them to think about what an amazing and loving person Hudson was. I wanted to keep the good around, not the evil.

Honestly, he would be here with me right now if he could. But I know he's watching over me, protecting me... Protecting me like he did that night. He risked his life defending me. I owe him one.

So, here I am. Living a brand new life, leaving behind everything I hate, and keeping with me everything I love.

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