Amelia Blunt. She is as quiet as a mouse because she is mute, smart like Einstein, and very sarcastic like Wattpads very finest- NERDY NAOMI From TGGBB. ( The good girls Bad Boys ) Blunts her last name and EVERYONE knows her because of it and trust...
Heyya wattpeeps. So the last like two or three chapters were like pretty harsh. But that all changes in this one!. So let's be happy!
~Amelia
Last night i had a dream. A weird dream. It was so sick and twisted. I pray that it never happens. I woke up in the middle of the night sweating and hyperventilating. I tried to go back to sleep, but each time I closed my eyes images flashed in my head. I think im really starting to loose it.
I slowly got out of my bed and opened the window. The cool midnight breeze blew across my freckled face. I took a deep breath in and out. I let my fingers play with the toy necklace I had got from Sylvia earlier as a get well gift. It read:
"Sometimes love is worth fighting for."
This made my lips twitch upwards into a smile. I rubbed the necklace. Maybe she is right. But what love? I have no more room for love. I don't love anyone....anymore. My mom is out of the picture and so is my dad. So who could i love?
Justin.
No! I Can't love him. We absolutely hate each other now. I cant face him. If i do i will freeze up and get butterflies. I trust him with all my heart. But am i willing to tell him the truth?
I told Sylvia already and I feel like I should tell him to. Also i should go and talk to Jessi- dangit! I mean Jessiah. Sylvia is growing on me. I chuckled and closed the window. I slipped on an oversized crème sweater and my black leggings and my brown boots and a purple scarf. I looked at myself in my cracked mirror.
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This mirror brings back memories of when I used to have panic attacks and my father would get mad at me and hit things. Its like my whole family hates me.
I tip toed down the stairs. I don't know why its not like she moves from her room anyways. As i walked past her room I pushed open the door and saw her sitting there staring at the wall, as usual. I hate seeing her like this. Just like Jack said dead to the world. She's motionless. Looking at her figure makes me want to cry. And i hate it! She never talks, never eats, and she doesn't do anything but stare at the wall. Sometimes i wonder if she wants to die. I know its a bad thing to think about your own mom, but I want to see her healthy and alive. I remember one time I found her with a bottle of pills. She told me she was trying to overdose. I looked into her eyes and cried. And cried. And cried. I snatched the bottle from her. My own mom wants to commit suicide. How could she? But im the hypocrite here in this situation. I have tried to kill myself numerous times. So i know exactly what she thinks.
I shook my head getting rid of my thoughts as i walked away slowly. One more time I looked back and saw the door closed. She knows i was there. I gasped and quickly got out of the house.
The cold night engulfed me into an icy cold blanket. I really think that I should've worn thicker clothing. Its too late now. My mom's awake and she knows that Im leaving. While rubbing my arms I made my way down the street. If I could remember where his house is...
Olive street. The same street that i came across after running away from his house. I started to walk faster to his house. I saw it. One of the biggest houses I have ever seen.
Finally i reached it and hesitated. Should I ring the doorbell? I raised my fist. Ready to knock, but the door swung open. Haley came out crying with nothing, but a bra and panties on. I made an 'o'. I felt a pang in my chest as i saw her running. Jealousy. I turned around on my heels but a voice stopped me.
"Amelia?" he said surprised. I turned back around and saw a surprised Justin. I smiled shyly. Wait! How can I tell him if I cant talk? I sighed and ran a hand through my not so combed hair.
"Why are you here?" he asked coldly. I shrugged. How can we communicate if I Can't talk? I really want to say sorry. But I can't because of Jessiah. My hands started to tremble and tears were slowly falling. My breathing was heavier by the minute. Justin looked at me with worry in his eyes. "Hey. Calm down. Shh. Its okay. Now come on in." he said in a soft voice. I gulped and nodded. I followed him into his giant house. "I will get you some hot chocolate. You know your way around here." he said before walking to the kitchen. I took a deep breath and sat on one of the light up couch chairs.
Five minutes later he came back with two mugs. He gave one to me and he kept the other and sat down on a chair in front of me.
He sat down his mug and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were piercing right through mines. My gaze looked down at his pale pink lips. I wanted to kiss him. No! Not those thoughts again. I gulped and looked back up to his face and saw that he had a smirk on his face. I couldn't resist...
I rolled my eyes. You thought I was going to kiss him? Ha!
"I-I-I....uh...W-W-W...ughhh!!" I groaned pulling at my hair. "Its okay. Dont try too hard. Take your time and drink some of your hot chocolate." Justin said in a soothing voice while holding my hand. My stomach broke out into butterflies that wouldn't stop. I smiled weakly and drank some of the hot chocolate.
I cleared my throat. "I-I-I...wan--ted! T-To ta.....lk!" i said struggling. Justin looked at me with wide eyes. "Go on..." he said slowly. I nodded. "I-Im sorry." i said in a horse voice. Justin jumped off the couch and tackled me in a bear hug. It sent millions of sparks into my body as well as my stupid teenage hormones are making my butterflies go crazy. I hugged him back and we stayed like that for a while.
Finally he pulled away smiling like a crazy person. He sat back on the couch. "I wanted to say sorry for looking through your things....i mean it is your house." i said. Justin's eye were filled with regret. "No. I mean its my fault. I didn't have to be so harsh its just that...its my sister's room...and i miss her." he said quietly. I nodded. "So I wanted to tell you how I became mute." i said in a soft voice. He grabbed my hand. "No. I want you to tell me when you think the time is right." Justin said. I nodded.
We sat there in silence. Until i was the one who broke it.
"I remember that night!" i blurted out before covering my mouth. Justin's eyes went wide with amusement. "What night?" he asked mischievously. "The night when i was supposed to teach you guys sign language! I switched drinks with you and i felt weird. And at some point i remember us kissing!" i blurted out covering my mouth. He blushed a deep scarlet color and so did I. "I-Im sorry for kissing..." i said fast before he interrupted me. "Millie..." Justin sang. "Hmm?" i said as i turned around to face him. He crashed his lips on mines.
OH MY CHICKEN NUGGETS!!
The kiss was awesome. I instantly melted into his kiss. It was blissful and i couldn't have it any other way.
Oopsy did i forget to include her dream? Oh well guess you'll find out later....
Heyyyyy! Two updates in one day?!?! Yes im that bored! Anyways i hope you likey. And i am typing like really fast rn! Hehe. Bye!
