Little Town, Big Secrets

Chapter7

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It's been 4 days since I last saw Aimee and it's tearing my heart apart. I have refused to go to school until she is found and I don't do anything unless I think it will help find her. I've cried myself to sleep for the past three days. Everyone says they know how I feel and that things will get better but no one understands the pain I'm going threw, Aimee is like my sister we've been best friends since kindergarden.

~Flash back~

Today was the first day of kindergarden. Right now the teacher is letting us have play time on the playground, but a few girls are picking on me because I'm wearing "boy clothes" instead of a dress or skirt.

"Leave her alone, I think it's awesome that she like to wear clothes like that." Another voice speaks up. One girl pushes her and she cuts her knee once the group of girls are gone I help her up.

"Are you okay?" She nods and dusts of her blue dress, she is the only other girl wearing blue besides me. "Thanks for stoping them." She shurgs and gives me a big smile. "Do you want to be friends?" She smiles big and says,

"Of course! I think it's cool you like to be different and wear something besides a dress or skirt." I smile and put my hand out for her to hold.

"Thanks, I really like your blue dress. It's different from all the pink, purple, and yellow." She grabs my hand and we go find alittle spot on the playground that we claimed ours for all of kindergarden and 1st grade.

~End of Flashback~

If possible I cry more, Aimee has been there for me no matter what. We have been through so much together. Maybe my sub-conches is right it's MY fault we got in this mess. It's MY fault my arm is broken, and it's MY fault my best friend in the entire world is missing. It's ALL MY fault. Now I'm crying so much I'm screaming in agony. I hear someone knock on my door, then my older brother Jared walks in. As soon as he sees me he runs to my side and holds me tight, rocking me back and forth while rubbing my head.

"I-i-it's a-a-all m-m-m-my f-f-f-f-fault!!!!" I feel tears hitting my shoulders and head, I look up to see Jared crying.

"Stop blaming yourself. Aimee is going to be fine. I know you think no one understands but I do. Your my actual sister and I felt just like you do now when we couldn't find you. So yeah I know what your going through. But don't give up and don't blame yourself." I nod my head slowly calming down abit. Once I'm done crying I wipe the tears away and then a thought pops into my head. I am really artistic so I can draw what they look like for the police. I immediantly hop out of my bed and grab my sketch pad and some pencils.

I start with shorty. I remember he has short but not to short black hair, his ckeckbones aren't very defined but they have a nice curve to them. His eyes are kind of small compared to the rest of his facial features. He has a very average sized nose but it's a bit on the big side. His ears are nice and cureved. After about 3 hours I'm done. It's perfect too, I got every little detail that I can remember.

Next I draw him, asshole. I remember literally every little detail from his icy blue eyes, to his partly curled charcoal brown hair, to his snow white skin. I take my time, drawing everything as though it were really him. I stare at it for a long time then my mom sees.

"Damn! Sweetie that guy is hot! If he were real I would be all over him." I laugh but remember, he is real.

"Mom, he is real." She looks puzzled so I sigh and finish. "He's one of the men. He's the one that grabbed me and broke my arm." I see a tear sream down her cheek.

"I'm sorry sweetheart." I nod and walk off, it didn't bother me that she hadn't realized it was him but it sure as hell pissed me off that she finds him hot and she would be all over him. I love my mom but jesus why does she have to be all over him!

Jesus Christ there is seriously something wrong with me, I'm jealous of my mom calling him attractive.... What the hell have I gotten myself into. (Destiny's mom to the side ------->)