A Life Worth Saving {In Editing}

Chapter 13

Amelia's POV

"Millie, time to wake up." My eyes flutter open as I see Michael sitting next to me. I pull my blanket over me and close my eyes. "Come on, we gotta get to work."

"Five more minutes," I mumble. He sighs and gets up. I start to smile before getting picked up. He starts to run out of my room. "Mikey, put me down!"

"If you say so." He throws me onto the couch.

"Did you really have to do that?" I ask rubbing my eyes.

"Yeah," he says as he heads into the kitchen. He grabs two chocolate peanut butter protein bars and throws them to me. I catch them. "What do you want for breakfast?"

"I don't know," I say as I lie back onto the couch.

"You tired?"

"No shit Sherlock," I retort.

"Alright, no need for sarcasm," he jokes. "We can stop at iHop or something and eat at the office." I nod knowing that he can't see me. "Go get ready."

"No need to be pushy Asshole Cousin," I say as I sit up. He rolls his eyes. I stand up and make my way into my room. I put my hair in messy bun. I grab my towel and head into the bathroom. I lock the door and turn on the shower before I strip down and get in. As the warm water hits me, I smile and start singing "Be My Escape" by Relient K.

I've given up on giving up slowly
I'm blending in so you won't even know me
Apart from this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention
Is my one last shot at redemption
Because I know to live you must give your life away

And I've been housing all this doubt and insecurity
And I've been locked inside that house
All the while You hold the key
And I've been dying to get out
And that might be the death of me
And even though there's no way in knowing where to go
I promise I'm going because...

I gotta get outta here
I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I'm begging You, I'm begging You
I'm begging You to be my escape

I turn of the shower and wrap my towel around me before getting out. I head into my room and close the door behind me. I walk into my closet and pick out my Marceline shirt and a pair of shorts. I quickly put on my clothes and walk out. I take my hair out of its bun and brush it out, leaving it in waves. I decide to put a black bow in my hair before I sit down and put on my makeup. After about five minutes of putting on all of my eye makeup and lipgloss, I grab my backpack. I put my laptop, both phone and laptop chargers, a few of my journals, my pencil bag, and my headphones into my bag.

I look in the corner of my room and see my ukulele case. I smile and set my bag on my bed. I grab my ukulele case and open it, taking my ukulele out. I strum once and decide to take it with me. I grab my phone, earbuds, and bag and walk into the lounge. I look to see Michael standing there.

"Lindsay is not feeling well, so it's just you and me today," he tells me. I nod and set my bag and ukulele down by the door. I put my converse one before picking my things back up. "So do you wanna eat at iHop?"

"Not really," I say as we walk out of the apartment. "I really need to finish the script." He nods as we walk down to the car.

"Do you want to drive?" he asks me.

"You sure?" I ask him.

"Yeah, I mean we're getting rid of the other piece of shit to get you a car," he mentions. "I might as well let you drive so you're not always begging for rides from other people."