Gently into the good night

Chapter four - All you need is love

I wake up with a feeling of unease, something bad must have happened but it takes me a while to recall. Paul is laying beside me , he is still sleeping. I glance at my clock and it's 6:00. I don't expect him to be awake so early on a Sunday. I slowly go to the washroom and wash my face, hoping the water will drain away the incident. Nothing happens. I don't feel any better or any worse. "Why are you up so early?" Paul asks with his eyes closed. " I'm not sleepy anymore" I reply in a frosty tone. "I am sure Serena is still sleeping" just go back and tuck yourself in the duvet. " I really don't feel like, Paul" I say a little annoyed. "Okay, do whatever you want. Let me sleep in peace." He says and turns away from the window. I slowly close the door being me and go the kitchen. Dad and mom are sitting on the kitchen table with their coffee mugs and talking about something that is making them smile with so much intensity I feel it's going to reach their eyebrow "Good morning sweetheart" they say in unison. "Good morning" I say and open the fridge to get milk and cereal. "How was the party?" Mom asks sipping into her latte. "Grave like" I reply struggling to find a spoon. " The food wasn't good?" Dad asks, he's so old and innocent it makes me want to cry and laugh at the same time. "People drink there ,not eat" I reply stating the obvious. Seriously, what is the world coming to? "Then?" Mom asks looking concerned. "I don't want to talk about it" I say and shut them down.

I start watching The Devil wears Prada. This is one movie that I have always loved watching and for some reason it always makes me laugh. I look at the watch it's 11:00 AM, Jordan and Paul are trying to sing Chris Defoe's songs. Well he was legend and he still his. His music is passed from , generation to generation. Let's just say he had a God gifted voice. Unfortunately I was born too late and he's about 79 now.

I sudden hear a violent knock on the door "Open the door you idiot" it's Bethany.
"What?" I reply and I feel a sudden shiver and I'm scared something bad has happened.
"Did you check your Facebook feed??" Bethany begins to yell on my face.
"Can you not spit on my face and no I haven't checked my phone since yesterday night " I say
I go and get my phone and I gulp as I see the news feed. 267 notifications. What on earth just happened? I slowly click on it "SHIT" I scream at the top of my lungs I'm so loud that Jordan and Paul come running from the basement.

It's a picture of me and Alex kissing and some kid called Jake Anthony posted them and I have no idea of this kids existence until now( He is my Facebook friend and I really don't know how but I'm talking in the physical sense )There are about 300 comments on the photos from the party and 267 belong to the kissing picture of us. Some comments don't have to do anything with me in a rude way but some are really rude and hurtful ones too.

What a filthy animal! Why would he kiss her!? Eww.

It's not her fault he's such a dork.

Amelia, really!?

Damn, this is some serious shit

She's just a desperate hoe.

Ewe.

Alex you are a loser, leave the poor girl alone.

She is the ugliest bitch I have ever see.

What a desperate loser, Amelia didn't expect this from you.

Hey, doesn't the moon look great in the background!?

I like the football on the edge of the window pane. Does Serena play football? If not then give it to me.

Amelia you make me sick.

Why would she do such a thing when she know he's taken.

And it goes on and on....

I'm news of the school again, great ! In the worst way possible.
Uh, one mistake. What am I going to do? Good question, what exactly am I going to do. It's not like I can't be blamed at all and it's not like I should be blamed completely.

I feel like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff and there is an assassinator next to me, if I decide to stay there I will be assassinated and if I jump I'll die on my own will. The point is ,either way I'm going to die.

I feel like breaking down, the guilt and the fact that everyone is aware of it makes me want to cry even more. I want to go to Florida and hide and never show up again.
Paul and Jordan read the comments from over my shoulder and they both wrap their arms around me when I start sobbing without even realising.

"It's going to be fine, people will forget about it" Bethany says "You better enjoy yourself in Florida and we'll gossip about your uncle's crazy inventions! Okay?"
I nod forcing a smile, I feel like my face is going to tear into pieces with the amount of force I have to apply in order fake a smile.

"Amy , you love to cook right, let's bake a cake together? Your favourite chocolate one. Okay?" Paul says and plants a kiss on my forehead.
I nod and we spend the rest of the day baking cookies and cake.
Mom and dad love it, so do Paul and Jordan but Bethany complains that she is going to gain calories even though she eats a big cheese sandwich every morning.

The beginning might have been bad but the end of the day I didn't have to force a smile.

It came naturally.