As stormy as the Bermuda triangle (Completed)

Chapter 8: My Worst Fear.

I have sort of finished the book and i want to start a new one but i don't want to start a new book while this one is not yet done.  I'm not sure if i want to extend the book or just write a follow up, i don't think i have enough for a second book on Daniel Chris and Emma but it leaves you hanging.  This is not the last chapter, as it is now there is still eight chapters that i need to upload.

Thanks for reading and please if you have something to say, please coment.  I will upload one chapter every few days.

Please note that i have changed the category from teen fiction to non teen fiction and the rating from none to PG13.

I scanned the crowd looking for my parents. I found them and I saw their worried stares as they saw me.

“O baby, just look at you. They didn’t take care of you over there. Well I would just have to get you back to your old self.” My mother gave me a hug and held me close for a few seconds.

“Let's get you home. You must be tiered.” My hugged me and took the trolley with my bags and we headed to the car.

We drove through the streets that once were so ordinary to me, now a year later it looks so different although nothing has changed. We had to pass the West’s house to get to our own and what I saw broke my already cracked heart. I took a deep breath and held it for so long that the pain got even worse. The image of Daniel and another girl kissing lingered in my mind.

It was summer once again and I have been home a week. I barely left our house. I spend my days in my room or by the pool with a book.

It was Saturday and I planned on staying in bed, but my mother had other plans.

“Emma, come on. I told you that I had planned a day at the spa for us.” My mother was annoyed with me. “You are not even dressed yet.” She went to my walk in and pulled cloths of hangers and placed them on my bed. “Get in the shower and get dressed. We are leaving in twenty minutes.” She walked to the door and turned. She looked sad. “I know it is hard baby, but you have to pick yourself up and go on with your life. It breaks my heart to see you like this.” She dried a tear. “You need to hurry up.”

Twenty five minutes later I got in the car next to my mom. “That top used to fit perfectly, now it looks like a bag on you.” She said it in a disappointed tone. She said everything these days in a disappointed tone. “We should get you a few clothing items that will fit till you have gained the wait you lost.”

“I’m not going to gain the weight again. I don’t mind the weight loss. I wish that everyone would just let it be.” My voice was low and scratchy. “I feel fine except for the lack of sleep, everything is good.

“You’ve been having nightmares, when did it start up again.” She was worried. She came to my room every night after I woke screaming and stayed with me till morning.

“It was fine the first couple of month at school, but as I got used to the routine and my surroundings it started up again.” I started to cry. “I don’t want to feel like this anymore mommy. Please make it stop.”

My mother pulled the car over and just held me. We sat there for a few minutes until my tears stopped. “I will do anything and everything to make it go away.”

At the spa I sort of relaxed. We had manicures and pedicures and hot stone massages. We had our hair and makeup done. I looked good but I still felt like hell.

We stopped at the mall and my mother’s personal shopper helped me to get a new wardrobe. I haven’t cleaned out my old clothes in two years and my mother decided to do that today. I got everything new from underwear to swimwear to evening wear and shoes. Everything I could need for any occasion any time of day. My mother bought handbags and other accessories too. It was fun for a change.