Amaya Lydia Jenkins is a young teenager that faces difficulties with mental health,due to childhood trauma.Exacerabated by the death of her mother caused by her father,Cole Bardot.Amaya is a teenager that lives in a blank world .
Her life is a mara...
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I've been knocking quite a while on this door and she has not responded yet,probably because I came a little earlier but it still doesn't make any sense.
Amaya is a light sleeper and this apartment is not so big that she cant hear me.
Luckily I have a spare key.
I pull out the key from my handbag and unlock the door.
I gently open the door and enter to find..no one.Nothing of hers is in here;even her bag.
"Where the fuck is she?"
My heart starts to beat faster that I can even hear it's pace from my ears.
I enter the bathroom to check she if she is in there,but there is no sign of her .
It seems as if she took a shower early in the morning, because the loofah is wet.I enter the kitchen and open the fridge to check if she has eaten anything,but she didn't.
She ate nothing at all.She couldn't have left without eating,she has to take her tablets after eating and she didn't eat,she might react or even collapse in reasoning of her weak system.
Could she have went back home?
But that's just a risk,she knows she can't go back.
Unless she ran away,she is very capable of doing that.
But where would she even go to and with what money?
I need to find her as soon as possible,before mom figures out she is really missing.
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I wake up to a clean, slightly sweet and yeasty aroma of muffins being baked.It smells like what my mother and I used to bake.
I feel my back laid on a single bed causing my curiousity to grow.I get up and look around to see myself in a room with lavender painted walls.
"Is this be a sickroom?"I ask myself.
"Yes it is."I turn around to see a beautiful,dark skinned woman dressed in a purple floral dress and poppy flower heels
"Are you okay love?She asks walking towards me with sympathy and worry in her eyes.
"Yes,I am."I respond feeling my head pound tremendously allowing me to see unwanted stars.
"I heard you fell a little too hard on your head,how is it?"She asks her dark brown eyes looking into mines.I avoid eye contact with her and flick my eyes towards her hair.
Wow. I admire her in my head.
Her hair was flawless and her curls were magnificently thick and fluffy.I couldn't stop comparing them to mines in my head.
"Sweetie?"she says grabbing my attention away from my thoughts. "Is there anything that you think that caused you to collapse like...Hunger,headache or is there any prescriptions you take perhaps?."She asks.
"I-I.. forgot to take my medication this morning and last night I also didn't eat."I explain as I start to remember everything slowly.She motions for me to sit down next to her and do I so without any hesitation.
"I will be right back with something for you to eat."I nod my head in response and she quickly jots out the room leaving me with my thoughts.
It feels so comforting here. It just feels safer,even the fragrance itself is cozy and brings back beautiful memories.
The door opens and she comes back with a plate of four different flavoured muffins.
"I didn't know which one you would like,so I just picked different flavours."she says handing me the plate of muffins.I thank her and accept the plate of muffins with a small smile.
"My name is Katherine by the way,but you can call me Katy."she says her voice coming out silvery.
"Nice to meet you Katy,I'm Amaya."I introduce myself.
"Nice too meet you too,you have a beautiful name and you are beautiful yourself as well."
"Thank you and so are you"My skin flushes red feeling overwhelmed and shy.
"I don't mean to be rude or anything,but what brings you here."She asks.
I gulp on the muffin in and look at her.
"My mother kicked me out of my home."I lie,I can't tell her that my stepmother is planning to kill me and ran for my life. That would just be weird.
"Oh,I'm sorry to hear that,do you have anywhere to stay though?"she asks.
"No,I don't..I have no place to settle at."I reply taking a bite of my last muffin.
"Well,if you are willing to.I can give you a place to settle at my home."She considers.
"Wait,are you serious?"I ask her astonished.
"Yes,I really wouldn't mind.You can stay with me until you get a place and if you can't.I will help you look for a place while you stay with me."she says with smile.
"Thank you so much,I really appreciate it .You don't know how much this means to me."I respond feeling better now that I have a place to stay.
"My pleasure love.Would you like some more muffins?"she asks looking at my empty plate.
"No thank you,I'm stuffed and I need to take my medicane now."I respond.
"Okay sure."she takes her plate and tells me that she needs to go help in the kitchen and see what's going on.
"Call me when you need anything, alright?"I nod my head in response and she walks out closing the door behind her.
Thank God,that I now have a place to stay at.
But I wonder how Charnelle is doing.I miss her so much.I wish I could just see her right now.
