Forbidden Fruit •Timothee Chalamet (Stepbrother)

13.The Cure

(Warning: drug references, drinking)

      (Timothée's POV)

I hear Amelia's door close gently then the gentle footsteps she takes downstairs.I know where she's headed. She's going to go to Julia's party.I know we are unconventional,but I love her more than I thought a human was capable of loving.

I don't want anyone else.

The worst day of my life was easily when I woke up to see her not there and off to Paris,her room missing half her things. That was Amelia though.Impulsive. Growing up with my evil father she was my only source of comfort.You know like watching your favorite movie on a rainy day? She was my favorite movie..and I could watch her all day and never get tired of her. I used to feel like when it came to me I knew what to expect with her and what would come next, but ever since she's been back..she's shifted. The light in her eyes has faded.

Don't get me wrong. I'm all for her being her own person. I love seeing her show her strength and confidence. She's the strongest person I know..but I don't think any of this has to do with her being strong though.This is fear.She's scared to love me and too scared to let me in. I don't know why.I've already seen every part of her and I love it all.Even the parts she hates.

Sometimes I wonder if she's afraid I'm like my father.We share the same DNA and he's a vile human being. Am I monster too? I see parts of him in me and it terrifies me.

I don't understand why her mother married my father in the first place because unlike him,she is a actually a good person.She has just been programmed to accept all of this her whole life.At the end of day,selfishly..I'm glad she did because without her doing so I wouldn't have Amelia.

I'm hooked on her.

She's the cure for all the pain and when she does this shit and pushes me away I get withdrawals.

You know what? Screw this.I'm going to that fucking party. Just because we didn't go together doesn't mean we can't be at the same place at the same time. Julia invited me way before anybody else even know about the party.

I find myself at Julia's door.I see two drunk guys from my school trying to climb to get on Julia's roof and a girl puking on her front yard.

This is what Amelia feel like she's missing out on? A bunch of fucking morons.

I inhale before swinging Julia's front door open.The music is bumping. The bass is shaking her parents expensive glasses in the china cabinet, and there are strobe lights being blasted in my eyes.

Julia runs over to me. "TIMOTHEE!" Julia squeals as she runs over to me pulling me in for a hug.

It's so loud, I can barely hear.I try not to look too miserable but you can see the indifference on my face.

"Hey." I keep it short.

I don't like when Julia throws herself at me.It makes me want to cringe.She's still hugging me and pulls on my red hoodie. "I am so glad you came. I didn't know if you would show."

Great Timothee. Now she thinks you like her.

"Uh, Yeah. Well I showed." I scratch the back of my head uncomfortably.