A butterfly?

Confrontation

"You're not acting yourself. Is something up?" He says, looking at me worriedly. Oh. I thought I was doing good! How could I let myself slip?!? He leads me to the stairs, and crouches on a step to put a hand on my shoulder.

"I- I'm fine." I say, hoping to be able to dissuade him easily.

"I don't think you are," He says, looking me in the eyes, to respond I abruptly look away. "You're acting funny. What's going on? I know it must be awkward knowing someone tried to yada yada your father, but I don't think that's it."

Dangit. He's smart. Too smart.

"I- I'm not Amber." I sigh, the secret's out. How could I have given up so easily? This man had an iron will, and he cared too much. He gasps a little, but quickly recomposes himself. "I don't know anything,"  I begin to blurt, tears welling in my eyes. 

"I'm not Amber, My name is Amelia, and I don't know why I'm here, why I look like this, who Amber is really, who anyone is, I don't know. But I do know, I'm not Amber. I'm sorry for trying to fool you. I- I just, I don't know, when Amber woke up in hospital, that wasn't her, that was me, and I don't know how I got in her body and I don't know anything, I don't know why there's demons and magic and floating blue people, I don't understand anything!" I begin to sob. I don't know why, I shouldn't do it, but I just can't help myself. This place, with this man, I feel so safe, safe to just let my feelings take over. With all that's happening, I suppose it's all just built up and with the slightest sense of security it all spilt.

"Dont worry," He says, reassuring me. "I figured something wasn't right, you weren't eating the iced gems I set out for you, you were only perched on the end of the sofa, and you weren't talking. That wouldn't have been like Amber. Quick tip- Amber talks a lot, is bold and confident, and often makes stupid mistakes, so don't be scared to slip up. You're from earth then, right?" he says with a smile. He- He's not mad? He should be mad. I tried trick him into thinking I'm his neice. Why is he being nice? Why isn't he worried about his neice? I don't want him to be mad at me but at the same time he should be. I lied.

"Yeah...." I mutter. I need to get back to thinking analytically, it's what I need to do, if I ever want to be any good in life I need to learn to supress my feelings!

"Well, I can understand how confusing this must be for you, it was confusing to me too when I first met Star," He said. Wait, what?

"Hang on, I thought you were her brother?" I questioned.

"Oh yeah, no, I'm her best friend- But she sees me like a brother and I see her like a sister." That makes sense. Back home, I had an aunt who wasn't related to me, she was just my mum's bestie. "Still, I know how confusing this is for you, and it must be even worse to be dunked into it, expected to already know everyone and everything- That must be so tough. I won't tell your little secret, and if you need help, just call me, OK? I can give you a run through of most things. Cmon, let's get back to dinner..." He says, standing up. He leads me back to the main room, and the kitchen where Star and Tom are sitting. 

"Sorry about that little interruption, I just had a question for Amber." He smiled, giving a slight gesture as to the seat I was to sit in. I took a seat, and began to eat.  There was pork, and stuffing (My absolute favourite!), and also some vegetables- And they also had raw carrots! RAW! I cannot stress enough how amazing that is, raw carrots are lovely and juicy and crunchy, the cooked ones are just weird and soggy... We all tucked in, and at the end, I sat almost as content as I did last snow day- The first time we'd had proper snow in around 8 years! And considering I'm only 13, that's like, an AGE. 

It was around 4 inches, and the field at school was officially designated a warzone- nothing was foul play, apart from things the teachers monitering the area deemed stupid. It was a great day, and that content can never be beaten, but oh boy this sure does come close. (Look, in my defense, on that day, I got stopped by a cat and I didn't even have to worry about being late because they removed lateness punishments for that day- and cats tend to hate me, and to be approached by one is a miracle)

We entered the carriage to go back home, and because I was so visibly tired, Star guided me to my room- Result.