The Beast

Chapter 4

After school, Amelia heads straight to the bench where she and Meghan usually hang out at until one of them feels like leaving. She slams her books very dramatically on the table, startling her traitor friend. 

"How could you?" Amelia asks. 

"Good afternoon to you too." Meghan says as she looks up at Amelia from her phone. 

"You're friends with Tom. Why?" 

Meghan sighs in annoyance, "More like acquaintances. Time to time we talk and we are in the same English class so why not." 

"Are you forgetting that he's my nemesis?" Amelia asks, sitting down in front of her.

"Sadly the feeling isn't mutual. Listen babe, you gotta let it go. Tom is a good guy and he just wants to be friends."  

"He's just waiting for that day when he gains my trust and takes away any opportunity for me to become a bestselling author." Amelia says.

Meghan rolls her eyes, "Stop being paranoid. Tom doesn't give a shit about you becoming a bestselling author in the future and he's not gonna do whatever you have conjured up in that creative mind of yours." 

Amelia crosses her arms, "You don't know that." 

"I do in fact know that. The man himself has told me that." Meghan says. 

Amelia frowns and then says, "I'm gonna go." And stands up with Meghan following.

"Look don't be mad. I know you despise him because of the president thing but don't hold this grudge on him forever." Meghan says. 

"I won't." Amelia huffs and stomps off. Meghan watches her open the door to her car and drive off in amusement.

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"I'm home!" Amelia yells as she opens the door and not caring that no one answers her back.

Dad is probably at the shop. She thinks to herself with a sad look on her face. Amelia enters her room, throws her backpack aside and sets her book on the table. She starts up her laptop and goes onto Pandora. 

"One perk of being home alone." Amelia says to herself as she turns up the volume when the song What Kind Of Man by Florence and the Machine plays. 

Amelia logs onto Tumblr and scrolls through the posts, reblogging some as she goes that reflects her mood. When she gets bored, Amelia walks downstairs and to the kitchen. She brings her book along.

Amelia looks into the fridge and smiles when she sees a plastic box with a sandwich inside it and fries on the side. There's a note attached to it that says, 

To my beautiful daughter, enjoy your lunch 

Amelia remembers the first time her dad started putting her lunch in the fridge. It was after her mother's passing and when she saw the lunch, Amelia burst out crying. She had the same reaction for two weeks. 

The girl starts up making her tea and starts to read as she waits for it to boil. Amelia never eats without a drink so the sandwich is set aside from Amelia's view so she wouldn't be tempted to eat it. 

Moments later, once Amelia is set she eats her lunch. Its quiet in the Portman household and when is it not? To some it might seem like a luxery but to Amelia its a pain. 

She loves quiet but not at home. Her father is usually out and when he's at home he is in the garage working on something. She misses her family even though she doesn't talk about it. 

Amelia looks at the picture of her mom and dad at their wedding which is on the wall right in front of her. Amelia always avoids looking at pictures of her mother or even speaking about her. 

Her dad thinks that they should talk about Amelia's mother sometimes just to honor her but Amelia avoids those conversations. It hurts to much to even think about her. 

The only time when Amelia thinks about her mother is when she's writing poems. If talking about her mother is her dad's way of honoring her then writing poems is Amelia's. 

Once Amelia is finished, she heads back upstairs and checks her phone. Her face falls when there is a text from her dad telling her to eat dinner and not wait up on him. 

Since Amelia hates the quiet at home and secretly is afraid of it, she usually invites Meghan over for dinner at times like this when her dad can't make it. 

"Just this once." Amelia says to herself as she texts Meghan who already sent her a text saying that she's sorry. 

To MegCrazyPants

You can come over for dinner tonight. I'm ordering pizza. 

She immediately gets a text back.

You got me at pizza 

Amelia smiles and puts her phone back on her stand to charge. 

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Red cheeks and black attire is all he sees. Curses soon follow as they jog past him, slow and steady. 

"Come on." He hears someone say. The leader of the group almost sees him watching. Its a close call otherwise he would have join because of what he sees. A witness is the most powerful in situations so they must be hidden. 

He takes out his sketchbook and draws what he sees. The group huddles close together to catch their breath. They all glance back just in case anyone caught up. 

"Do you think they caught up?" One asks. 

"I'm sure they didn't and if they did then we would be in deep shit." The leader says. At least that's what he thinks that guy is. 

He observes the so called leader and yes he was correct. The way that man is standing in such a protective way and he seems much older than him. Plus his voice is dominating and controlling that everyone follows what he says and does. No one questions it. 

"Lets go, I think I hear some footsteps." Someone says. The group leaves after that and then its quiet again. 

The area might seem tranquil but its chaos everywhere. 

The observer doesn't move even though he could since he's hidden by the chimney. Although it still is dangerous and if someone finds out he witnessed such a state then he would be in trouble and he's had enough of that. 

He waits 5 minutes and then 10. 

"Coast is clear." He says to no one in particular and slides down. As he goes into his house he hears someone yell, "Adam!? Where the hell are you?!" 

"Crap." Adam mutters to himself and then jumps through his window and throws his sketchbook aside, sliding in his bed. 

He hides his face in the blanket and sucks in a breath when the door opens. He sighs in relief when the door is slammed shut. 

Adam turns on his small light and looks at the picture he drew so far. He grabs his pencil and sketches some more, remembering the picture he visualized. 

He sketches more and more until he hears footsteps and quickly shuts the light, going back into the sheets.  

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On the side is a picture of Meghan! :) 

Also as you read on you will understand the ending paragraphs with Adam. 

ALSO pleaseeee read my friend's new story that she is writing called "The Popstar's Secret" and she is also the same friend that I am writing my a book with called "The Crazies." Her user is @DreamMaking so read her story!!!! Its really good so far trust me

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