Someone Like Me

Chapter Forty-Three: Everything Seems Weirdly Okay....

"This can't be her words," I spoke. She couldn't have written that about us. This didn't sound like her and it wasn't something I could ever see her doing. She barely ever spoke to me and whenever she did they were hurtful words. Someone must have hacked her account. No. She was the only one in the house when my mother threatened me about dating Dalton.

"It's on her profile," Dalton's voice was quiet and he seemed to be reading it over again. "Should we accept her apology?" I gazed back at her post for what felt like the longest time in my life as I thought it over. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to tell him yes because she came out clean and apologized to the both of us. Publically too. But then I didn't want to because it didn't seem right for some reason. Honestly I wanted her to suffer, just a little, but no, I couldn't do that to her. It wasn't like me to do that to someone. Even to my own sister.

I nodded lightly to his answer.

He closed the laptop. I thought he was going to accept the apology online but when he grabbed me hand and took me out of my bedroom and over to Peaches's door, I figured out that he wanted to do it in person. I rarely went into Peaches's room so this felt very foreign to me.

He knocked, "Peaches, open the door."

"You can come in," Her voice held no emotion. It was weird hearing her like that because well, she never talked to me unless there was anger in her voice or extreme sadness. I was witnessing a new side of my sister that I have never seen before. Dalton opened the door and the first thing I noticed was Peaches sitting on her bed with her laptop open in front of her. Her eyes were slightly red and her usually perfectly tanned skin seemed paler. She wore a black tank top, pajama bottoms with hearts all over them, and her hair was up in a messy bun. For Peaches, she looked a mess, "What do you want?"

"We saw the post."

"A lot have," She mumbled. "Most of them hate me now because of the way I was off camera."

"That's going to happen and it will blow over," Dalton spoke calmly. He must know of the feeling that Peaches was having. I didn't understand really because I was the one without fame in the room. Peaches just sign and rested her head against the pillow wrapped in her arms.

"We accept the apology," I spoke right after Dalton and that made her head perk up.

"Really?"

"Yeah," Dalton nodded.

"Oh my...you don't understand how much this means to me. Thank you guys," She squealed a little and next thing I knew I was being hugged by my sister. She hugged Dalton next and you could see tears streaming down her cheeks, "Thank you so much."

After that encounter with my sister...everything seemed normal. Peaches and I were off to a new start but there was still that distance between us, especially when our mother was around. Her head was still always on Peaches and I was used to that. Though now, they didn't drag me along with them to everywhere they went and I was able to be at home or at Dalton's home in peace.

Though everything wasn't over.

"Hello?" I mumbled groggily.

"Wake up sleepy head," Dalton's voice rang through my phone. It was early in the morning and I was still curled up in bed in my dark room. I heard his soft chuckle in my ear as I didn't respond. "Wake up Angel," He spoke again as I tried to open my tired eyes.

"But, I don't want to."

"Come on love, I have something for you."

"What?" Okay, that came out harsh.

"Wow, so excited," He spoke sarcastically. I forced myself to sit up in bed with a groan and moved my hair away from my face. It was a knotted mess but it would come out after I run a brush through it.

"What is it?" I asked a little nicer this time. I could hear the smile that he had.

"Get dress and something nice too,"

"Dalton? What's going on?" Dalton wasn't one to tell me to dress nice because to him I always dressed nice. There was a pause. "Dalton?"

"Please, it's a surprise," He pleaded.

"Fine," I got up.