Operation: Nerd to Emo

.:Fifteen:.

It's too much...should I?? I don't want to hurt them...especially Pierce. But am I willing to risk being beaten everyday??
Pros of not doing it: Amazing friends, live my sister's life.
Cons of not doing it: Being beaten everyday, lying.
Pros of doing it: Not being beaten, no lying.
Cons of doing it: No friends.

I've been rethinking this over and over for the whole day. I just locked my door and didn't come out of it. Pierce was worried but he still gave me my space, and he went to school. Savannah caused this worry, this guilty anxiety attack. From that text...
But I'm the one who caused this mess. I agreed to this.

Flashback

I was in the middle between sleep and being awake, when my phone went off. I groaned and lifted myself up and grabbed my phone. There was a message.
One New Message From: Cece Willows
I bit my lip and click to look at the message.
I hope you have the secrets~ Better have them by Monday. Four days!

End Of Flashback

Four days. Four days until I decide to either stab Pierce in the back and save myself...or save my new friends and get beaten everyday. Four days of stress. Four days of anxiety. What should I do?
I really can't like Pierce the way he likes me...can I? Like this was part of my plan to get to them...right? Maybe my mother was right. I'm a little selfish bitch. Yeah, that's right.

My stomach growled and ached, but I ignored it. I hadn't eaten today, and I don't want to. I missed school.
My phone rang out with Voices by Crown The Empire. I bit my lip and grabbed it. I pressed answer.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Miss Willows?" A rough male voice spoke from the other side.
"Yes?" I replied. "Who is this?"
"I'm sorry, but your mother died from alcohol intoxication early this morning." The voice said.
"O...oh." I replied. I hung up and dropped my phone on my bed in disbelief.
I didn't know what to feel. Happy that the woman who ruined my life is dead...or sad that my birth mother is dead...Until I decide, I will feel nothing.
"Amber?" A knock from the door called out. Pierce was home.
"What?" I asked, with a aggravated tone.
"Are you okay?" Pierce asked.
"Yeah," I simply replied. Lies.
"It's time to eat," He said. I mumbled out a "I'm not hungry" and I heard him leave after sighing. I laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling.
Why does my life have to be shitty? Why did my sister have to die? Why did I have to stand up to Savannah? Why did I have to agree to her? Why? Why?? Why?!

Pierce's Point Of View

"I'm not hungry," She mumbled out from her room. I sighed and left to go downstairs. I wish I knew what was worng. I wish I knew why she was locking herself away.
Why can't she tell me? What is wrong with her...

A/N Short chapter but if it wasn't we would have one less chapter. I need to decide on some things...and so it may be longer than I thought? I don't know. We'll see.