Stronger- Amy Cimorelli Fanfiction

AMY! DON'T GO!

"AMY ELIZABETH CIMORELLI!" Christina, my oldest sister, yelled in anger. We had just finished our cover of "Shut-Up and Dance" by Walk the Moon and I guess that I did something wrong. Ever since Michael, my older brother, moved out, Christina was much angrier. I felt bad for Nick, but at the time I wished I was him.

I ran down and asked "What the hell do you want know Christina?"

Christina asked "Excuse me? Is that the way you talk to me?"

I said "I should say no, but you treated all of us like crap for the past month."

Christina said "Because you don't treat me with respect, runt." Suddenly, I began to tear up. Christina knows that it was not my fault that I was so short. The Turner's Syndrome effected all of us, but it effected me the most.

I can't believe her. I thought as I ran upstairs. I'm not a runt. I'm human.

Christina yelled "AMY! WAIT!" I kept running until I got to the room I share with her and Katherine. I grabbed my guitar, a backpack stuffed with clothes, and ran out the back door.

I thought I don't care if she wants me to come back. I will never come back.

Katherine, my second-oldest sister, who was in the living room, shouted "Amy! Don't go!" I ignored her.

Dani, my youngest sister, shouted "Amy! Come on!"

Lauren, my second-youngest sister, thundered "What the hell Christina?!"

Christina yelled "AMY! I'M SORRY! LET'S TALK THIS OUT!" I ignored everybody. My parents weren't home, my third-older sister, Lisa, was out with friends, and my other brothers were downstairs playing "Zelda". I grabbed the keys to my matching vehicle that my sisters and I got last month, threw my stuff in, and drove off.

I took a deep breath and thought Alright Amy, let's just drive until I get far enough from here. I started the car and drove.

In the car, I just drove and drove until I reached a boarder town between Tennessee and Georgia called Tennga. I stopped for gas, food, and to use the bathroom. I put my phone settings so I won't receive texts because I knew that my family would try to reach me. I kept my Wi-Fi on so I could check my Twitter and Instagram. That's it.

I got out of the car and said "I'll just spend the night here. Tomorrow, I keep driving."

I got ready to go to sleep. I decided to go outside and play my guitar for a bit. I strum a few cords and then started singing Kelly Clarkson's "Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You)."

You know the bed feels warmer

Sleeping here alone

You know I dream in color

And do the things I want

You think you got the best of me

Think you've had the last laugh

Bet you think that everything good is gone

Think you left me broken down

Think that I'd come running back

Baby you don't know me, cause you're dead wrong

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Stand a little taller

Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone

What doesn't kill you makes a fighter