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Chapter 14

Amy's POV

We were all sitting in the music room, also known as the basement which has all our equipment in. I was sitting at the piano and was writing lyrics. I told the guys to make a tune that's slow and would be meaningful.

"Guys, what have you got so far?" The guys all looked to me. "One, two, three." Ashton started them, they started to play the most beautiful thing I've ever heard, I grabbed the lyrics and started singing along.

"I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted
I thought about our last kiss, how it felt, the way you tasted
And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine."

I started off making sure my voice was quite quiet because the powerful bit had to be the chorus.

"Are you somewhere feeling lonely even though he's right beside you?
When he says those words that hurt you, do you read the ones I wrote you?

Sometimes I start to wonder, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all"

That's when I felt my eyes filling with tears, because I'm a mess without Chloe, and she doesn't even know it.

"I remember the day you told me you were leaving
I remember the make-up running down your face
And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them
Like every single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape

'Cause I'm not fine at all."

The dads had all noticed the tears running down my face, they kept playing though because they'll need to learn this song because so far, this song is all I have to play for her.

"The pictures that you sent me they're still living in my phone
I'll admit I like to see them, I'll admit I feel alone
And all my friends keep asking why I'm not around

It hurts to know you're happy, yeah, it hurts that you've moved on
It's hard to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long

It's like we never happened, was it just a lie?
If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all."

My voice started to fill with even more emotion, I never thought singing a song like this could be so hard.

"I remember the day you told me you were leaving
I remember the make-up running down your face
And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them
Like every single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape

If today I woke up with you right beside me
Like all of this was just some twisted dream
I'd hold you closer than I ever did before
And you'd never slip away
And you'd never hear me say."

I remember how whenever we had a sleepover we'd always fall asleep in my bed watching movies and we'd wake up in the morning hugging arch other. We were like two teddies.

"I remember the day you told me you were leaving
I remember the make-up running down your face
And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them
Like every single wish we ever made
I wish that I could wake up with amnesia
And forget about the stupid little things
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you
And the memories I never can escape."

All my make up had by now covered my face. And definitely not in a good way.

"'Cause I'm not fine at all
No, I'm really not fine at all
Tell me this is just a dream
'Cause I'm really not fine at all."

The guys slowly stopped playing and looked my way. "That was truly beautiful Amy." Luke congratulated me, I smiled and wiped the make up off of my face seeing it all over my jumper I giggled and took it off and went to put it by the washing machine.

Since I was upstairs I couldn't hear the guys. I heard movement behind me and slightly chuckled at the guys pathetic effort to scare me. "Boo." I screamed realising who the voice belonged too.

I turned around looking for some way for me to escape. But no, I was trapped in a small room with my father. He was holding a knife and had the scariest look on his face.

The new scar he had on his face really didn't help, the scar went all down the side of his nose and ended at the bottom of his chin.

"I'm sorry to hear about your friend Amy, truly sorry." I shook my head. "Where'd you get the scar from?" He gave me a devils glare. "I got it the night your friend was in the accident actually."

My eyes widened, the reporters never said anything about the driver that hit Chloe. "You." I said quietly and he chuckled darkly.

"Yes, it was me." I threw myself at him, punching him repetitively. Before I knew it he threw the two of us down the steps to the basement.

Multiple gasps were heard before I threw myself at my dad. He let out another dark chuckle before he kicked me off and pointed a gun at me.

"Go on, do what you've wanted to do since the day you killed mum." I sneered. My father growled at me.

"You know, making you best friend get amnesia turned out to be a good thing." He snapped. "Whys that?"

He gave me a sly smile. "Because it's broken you. You've began cutting, you've stopped eating. What's next? You throw yourself at every guy you come across?" I start laughing.

"In case you never knew from when I was little, but I've never been confident with my body. I hardly wear bikinis because they make me feel like I'm naked." I shrugged.

He slapped me across the face. "Just wait till i'm done with you, you'll feel dirty and useless." My eyes widened and what he was meaning. He was threatening to rape me.