Sometimes Running is the Best Option

14- Torn

Chapter 14- Torn

Amber's POV

Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!  I yelled at myself. My cheeks were still burning pink and I was infuriated that he caused this emotion to stir. Why couldn't he just shut up?

I don't know why I came in the bathroom but I decided to sit there until he left. But unfortunately alone time isn't always best for me. I started to think of a time. A time when he would leave me, I know he would. Heck, I wouldn't even put up with myself. I hated being cold to him but I had to. It hurt me to think of him leaving but I knew it was best. It would hurt worse if we stringed the other along and then the strong emotions would kick in, ones where we would hate but love each other. I didn't want that, I just wanted love.

Naïve was the one word that floated through my mind. I wanted a fairytale, a happy ever after, when I knew I wasn't going to get one. Yet, his emotions towards me showed that he would give me that fantasy, that I would be loved. But that was too good to be true. Wasn't it?

I heard the door slam. He was definitely pissed. I ran out and changed into another one of his shirts and this time, real shorts. I walked out in need of help with my emotions. I searched for the only girl in the house. When I walked into the kitchen I was greeted with her making out with Josh. I made a silent cough to show that I was in the room with them.

"Oh my gosh! Sorry Amber!" Emily yelled, trying to get off of Josh.

"I'm not" Josh whispered in her ear so I wouldn't hear, but I did. And it disgusted me. Yet I pictured Scott doing the same and a huge smile broke on my lips. Emily giggled breaking me from my thoughts as she pushed herself off of a pouting Josh. She mouthed something to Josh as he smiled and kissed her softly before leaving.

"So Scott let you out I see" she said playfully as she grabbed a banana.

"I'm not his slave" I whispered harshly. Emily seemed unaffected as she took a bite.

"Yes, sadly that's one of the few things his mother has taught him that he finds exceptions for... like staring" she said smuggle as she watched my cheeks glow pink for the second time today.

"So you heard..." I trailed off, not wanting to discuss this mornings actions. She laughed as she nodded.

"I couldn't help it! I wanted to see how things were going so I may or may not have listened to your conversation. But I have to agree, I do like this Amber more." She said laughing again as she threw what remained of the banana in the trash. "Come here" she said, gesturing for me to follow. She led me to what I assume as the living room, I noticed two vases shattered on the floor but didn't think much of it.

"Alright, spill missy" she said with a smile.

"Spill what?" I asked. Was there something I was missing?

"There is a reason you are shutting him off and I know it's not that you have a mate in your hometown. You couldn't have made that more obvious." She said with a more serious edge to her voice. I released a sigh.

"Is it really that obvious?" I asked without even glancing at her.

"Yes, but only to me" I wanted to tell her but I didn't know how. How do you tell someone your life story and not leave yourself vulnerable? How do you say those words and not sound helpless or naïve?

I didn't want to, but the words slipped out without my knowledge. Everything, every wall I built up just instantly had a window and Emily was watching/hearing everything and she didn't think of me as naïve as my conscious was telling me.

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"Do you want to know what I think?" She asked tentatively.

No, not really.

"Um, sure..." I said slowly, sort of afraid of the rejection I was sure was coming.

"I think, no scratch that, I know that Scott isn't like that. Scott does lose his temper easily but you should have seen him the day you tried to escape. He punched a hole in the wall and threw a hissy fit. That is, until he smelt you and everything vanished. Amber, he wants to love you so desperately but he can't. Not when you're pushing him away." I felt the same emotions flutter through me that I get every time at just the mention of his name. "And I know that you feel the same. You can't let what happened in the past dictate your future so drastically." I nodded my head once, showing I understood.

"So what do I do now?" I croaked out.

"Talk to him, tell him about your back story. Or if you don't think your ready for that yet, just tell him how you feel and stop fighting it. Sometimes you have to let your guard down, let it down even if it leaves you feeling vulnerable. Scott will be there to help"

I nodded once before standing and thanking my one and true friend in this place. Well, here goes nothing...

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A/N

I told you guys I was going to be bored out of my mind! :)

And I haven't strangled anyone! :)

You guys should feel proud... normally I use my music to calm myself but with swimmer's ear I can't put my earbuds in so I have nothing to calm this beast! :) Lol, I don't have anger issues or anything I swear... just... frustrations, yeah I will call them frustrations...

So I have come up with a name! Strawboes! It's like a cool way of saying strawberries. So here is what happened:

I was hungry and I have this addiction to anything strawberry flavored so I was like, ooh! strawberries! And I was thinking of a name and I was eating strawberries... and it doesn't take a genius to figure out the rest...

so yeah... you guys are strawboes! I am so creative! I should be hired for my genius ideas.... like seriously... who would hire me?!

lol

Byeee strawboes!

-Amber