Differences

Chapter 18

Days, weeks, months have past and day by day Amerá faked her happiness as always... But now more than ever

Amerá•

I sat on my bay window watching the rain fall slowly, basically how I spend my days now

My mother and father were in my room discussing the formal White and black masquerade ball

"Amerá are you listening?" My mother says

"Yes mother"

"Okay well the village project will be done tomorrow afternoon and the masquerade will hold place that evening in celebration as your first declaration as queen"

I nod, she stands up leaving the room

"My dear Amerá what is wrong" my father said sitting beside me

"I don't know anymore father"

"Amerá you can tell me anything, you're my little girl, you have been very upset for the longest time, always dazed off and not focused around your surroundings, even during your meetings you sit blankly not approaching that stand to discuss"

"Honestly father im so lost... Let's say there's someone in my life that i care deeply for but they seem to have forgotten all about our beautiful friendship, ignoring me and not wanting to look at to me whatsoever, I don't know what to do I'm confused"

"My dear Amerá you have come to age were your decisions must not only be for you but for the good of the country, ...but as your father I say that you should go to this person and confront them and truly tell them how you feel towards them, no one should hold you back from this, you're a queen and hold the highest power"  

"You're right father" I pull him into a hug

I will confront Harris tomorrow at the masquerade ball, he will for sure be there because he helped with the construction, I'm proud of Harris getting a job as a construction worker

Zara will be getting a job at the garage a few blocks down from her house and I couldn't be happier for her

I offered her many times a higher hierarchy job but she said she doesn't think it's a good time for her to start a strong committed job but only when she had grown older and more mature

Zayn walks over to me "hello love"

"Hello Zayn"

"What's wrong?" He asked

"Oh nothing I have just been feeling sick"

"Sick? For the past few months" he questioned

Yes it's true, I have been different for the past few months

Not seeing Harris after that one day has helped me a little but not as much as I hoped, but that doesn't mean I am doing better as in happy, more as in I had stopped crying myself to sleep

"Hello Amerá" Zayn waved his hand I my face "you're doing it again" mentioning how I always daze off

"Amerá you scare me when you're like this, I worry about you"

"I'm okay Zayn, just the pressure of being queen is hard, I have had lots of work pilling on me, bills, laws, crimes everything is my responsibility, not to mention greeting the commoners every week to help with advice"