The World As I Know It

8). The Aftermath

Hello Hello Hello. As promised I am here writing you chapter 8. Here you go...

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Silence. Dead silence. I was on my bed crying into my pillow. I am so weak. I am such a failure. I had never felt so alone. I could hear my Mother trying to make excuses for my hasty exit at lunch. If only she knew the truth.

I could hear them continuing with their conversation like I hadn't just raced upstairs to my room.

All of a sudden there was a light knock at my bedroom door.

"Go away! I will apologize later, Mother!" I called and went back to crying.

The person came in my room anyway and I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. I was about to scream at my Mother to leave me alone but I turned to face none other than Noah. Oh god! He probably thinks I am so weak. I am a mess.

I sat up and he sat on my bed next to me. Silence. But not an awkward silence. A comfortable silence.

"Why are you here, Noah? You should be downstairs with your family." I whispered hoarsely as I had been crying so much.

"Because I wanted to make sure that you were okay. You look very distressed." He mumbled as he rubbed circles in my back.

I felt safe. It was a strange feeling. It was weird, it was like whenever I was with him I was calm. I was happy.

"I'm okay, thanks. I have just been a bit emotional recently." I muttered

His emerald eyes met my blue eyes.

"Are you sure, Amber?" He pressed. It was like he knew that I was lying to him.

"I am sure." I fake smiled but he gave me a look like he had seen right through it.

"Are you okay to go back downstairs now?" he questioned, still looking concerned. I just smiled and left my room in expecting him to follow me. Once we had reach my living room everybody had finished their meals and were now sat on the settee discussing places to go in California.

I cleared my throat and apologized for my disappearance at lunch then Noah and I sat on the floor since there were no spaces left.

The day went on and we were all discussing different matters like, what it is like to live in California, What it was like to live in Florida, School etc.

When it was time for the Andersons to leave, the house felt empty. I was alone. I was an only child you see, so I was so alone. I missed talking to Noah and having girly chats with Emily. It was just my Mother and me because my Father left when I was small, in consequence I have never known him.

After I helped my Mother clean up the house I went upstairs to my room in hope that Noah had text me.

We had exchanged numbers because he said that he wanted my number in case of emergencies or something like that. I didn't mind because I would love to talk to him more and get to know him better. It makes me smile just thinking about him. How does he have this effect on me? When I am with him I feel as though everything is going to be okay. How is that possible?

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