The hum of the air conditioning and clinks of pans were the only noises heard throughout out the modern home. Jamie swiftly moved around furnishing the house as her bagels were toasting. Her smile brightened when her daughter skipped into the kitchen, grabbing a juice box from the fridge. "What are your plans for this evening?" Jamie asks brightly as she walks into the kitchen. "I was planning on going on a walk since i just finished unpacking." Amelia said as she sipped her drink. "Well it's 8pm and the sun will be setting soon, be careful and carry your pocket knife!" Jamie ordered as the teen slipped on her sneakers. "I know, I know!" Amelia laughed as she kissed her moms cheek. "See you in a few!"
The young girl walked around while texting her friends. She didn't want to move back to Delaware from New Jersey. She wasn't going on a walk to look around, was going on a walk to see her fathers burial place. The gates of the graveyard sent chills down her spine, the sun dared the start its descent beyond the horizon. Amelia quickly found her dads spot, her smile broke as she brushed off the dust. The walls stood 6ft high and spanded a width of 7ft. Her fathers picture seemed chipped on the front wall. Voices behind laughed as foot steps thumped, her head spun around to see three boys; two brunettes and a blonde. They looked down at the gravestone whispering quite loudly. Amelia noticed the door to her fathers mausoleum looked lose. She shook the door and it creeper inwards, frightened she put it back. The three boys now looked up at the girl and walked over. "You do know you're not allowed to open these right?" The blonde asked making Amelia turn around. "I know, it's my dad. Besides it was already opened, i just pushed it a bit." She scoffed and looked back at the door. A car screeching was heard in the visible road nearby.
"What are you kids doing here?!" A grown man asked while jumping out of the car. "Is that John LeBlaney's mausoleum?!" Amelia panicked at scooped up mud from a puddle near her foot, throwing it at her fathers name and picture until it was covered. "Run!" She whispered to the three boys who followed her to her street. "What the hell was that?!" The one brunette asked. Catching their breathes, they continued to walk until someone decided to speak. "That was my fathers mausoleum, he died around 5 years ago and my mother just moved us back here yesterday. That's the first i visited him since, the door was unlocked and open." Amelia breathed out and the boys shared a look. "Was he a drug dealer?" The blonde asked, earning a swift punch from the taller brunette. "Oh no, he was lawyer." She said kicking a rock. "I'm Amelia by the way."
"I'm Luke, that's Hunter and Gavin." The shorter brunette introduced the group. "Nice to meet yous, but this is my house." Amelia smiled. "Wait, wait, wait. Here's my snap, add it and i'll add you to our group chat." Hunter said as she snapped his snap code. "Thanks, talk to yous later!" Amelia smiled as she walked into her house.
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THIS BOOK IS HEAVILY INSPIRED BY OBX AND I'M TRYING TO MAKE IT AS DELAWARE-ISH AS POSSIBLE
YOU ARE READING
"swear on your grave."
Fanfictiona story of a girl that's moves to Wilmington a week before summer break. {book one} a multi-lover fan fiction.
