Amber X mini Ladd. DemonicAppleBlossom
I smile to myself as Craig rests his arm around my shoulder.
"Can I help you?" I laugh looking up at him.
He smiles down at me,his eyes focusing on mine. He looks to be deep in thought.
His gaze holds love.
He blinks and shakes his head,like he's shaking a thought away.
"I want you to meet someone tomorrow.." He says as he walk into the apartment building.
"Ok. I can clear my schedule." I smile at him.
We walk to the elevators,and get in.
"Just...when you meet her..please don't be mean." He says with a sad smile.
Her? Why am I meeting a girl?
"C'mon Craig! I'm not mean!" I say with a fake laugh.
"Yeah. I guess I haven't ever seen you be mean to anyone who didn't deserve it." He sighs.
The elevator doors open and we step out,and walk to our shared apartment.
He unlocks the door and let's me in first.
I sigh loudly and walk over to the couch. I plop down on it and pull out my phone.
"Craig?" I yell
"What,Amber?" He yells from the kitchen.
"What time will I be meeting this girl?" I ask as I pull up my friends contact.
"Three-ish?" He says not sounding sure. I don't reply,and get up and walk to my room.
I dial my friends number and sit on my bed.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm Hello." She groans out.
"Are you just waking up?" I ask her,with a small chuckle.
".......that is a strong possibility." She says quietly.
"It's 5:00,Madeline." I say laughing.
"Well sorry! I was up watching YouTube." She answers,with a faint laugh.
"We're you watching your little boyfriend?" I tease her.
" one,he is not my boyfriend,and two....yes,yes I was watching him." She says defeated.
"Just tell Jon that you like him." I say messing with my my hair.
"I will once you tell Craig that you like him." She argues back.
"....no. And guess what?" I respond.
"What now." She says,and I can almost hear her rolling her eyes.
"He wants me to meet someone tomorrow." I answer.
"So?" She asks.
"It's a girl." I say seriously.
"Oh shit." She says.
"Yeah. Oh shit." I sigh.
"Well...I'm free tomorrow,so once you meet this girl,come to my house and talk to me." She says.
"Ok,can you pick me up?" I ask her.
"Yeah, sounds good,I'll be there at 3:30" She says before thanking her.
We end the call not much later.
Can't wait for tomorrow. Note the sarcasm.
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Time skip
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"Amber! Come here please!" Craig yells,sounding happy.
I sigh and fix my shirt. I open my door,and walk to the living room.
Craig stands there with a girl. His arm is around her waist,and her eyes are fixated on her phone.
"Kyla,this is Amber." Craig says. She glances up at me for a second,her eyes glare at me. Then she goes back to looking at her phone.
"Amber,this is Kyla..my girlfriend." My fake smile falls quickly.
"Nice to meet you." I say quietly.
She looks back up at me a laughs.
"What are you wearing?" She asks with disgust in her eyes.
"More clothes than you." I look at her skimpy outfit.
"Amber!" Craig scolds me.
Ow. That hurt.
"She made fun of me first!" I argue.
"I don't care! Don't be mean to her!" He scolds me once more.
"She's such a slut!" Kyla says glaring at me.
I look up at Craig,his eyes fixed on me. They don't hold regret. Nor do they hold guilt.
They hold annoyance.
"You're just going to let her call me that?" I ask quietly.
"Kyla is right." He says emotionless.
My eyes gloss over.
"Babe,come back later tonight,ok?" Craig says to Kyla.
She nods and heads to the door.
She bumps my shoulder on the way.
She slams the door shut once she leaves.
"Craig?" I ask,completely shocked on how he treated me.
"I told you to be nice to her." He says crossing his arms.
"She called me a slut Craig." I say,my face holding hurt.
"So?" He glares at me.
I sigh,knowing that no matter what I say,he will always be on her side.
"She doesn't love you. It's obvious,she didn't even talk to you! She had her face glued to her phone!" I yell.
"If you don't like her,then leave." He orders.
I bite my lip and nod my head. I slip my shoes on and grab a small backpack,that holds a couple of shirts and shorts in it. It's by the door because I had recently gotten back from a trip.
I open the door,and walk out of it. But before I close the door I turn back to Craig and give him a glare.
"Happy birthday to me,am I right?" I say knowing that he forgot my birthday was today.
His eyes soften,but I close the door.
I walk quickly down the hall way,and try not to let tears enter my eyes.
I exit the apartment building,and Madeline's car is already here.
I get into the passenger side and sigh loudly.
"That bad?" She asks me and begins driving to her house.
"Yeah....that bad." I whisper.
"Netflix and food?" She asks with a knowing smile.
"Netflix and food." I respond.
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Time skip
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We reach her house,and she unlocks her door.
Her dogs greet me once I walk into the house.
The familiar vanilla scent hits my nose.
Her house is like a home away from home.
I set my bad down in the spare bedroom.
"Amber! There's something in the fridge for you!" Madeline yells from the living room.
I walk to the kitchen and open the fridge.
"Why do you have pickles? I thought you hated pickles?" I say inspecting the jar of pickles.
"I do hate them! But you like them so...yeah." She says with a laugh.
"It's part one of your present!" She continues.
I put the pickles back and walk to the living room where she has Netflix on the tv.
"What's part two?" I ask and take a seat next to her.
She pulls out a small box from her sweat shirt pocket.
"Dis is part two." She says smiling at me.
I take to box and open it. Inside there is a moon necklace,more specifically the moon necklace that I had been eyeing for a while.
A smile spreads across my face and I thank her. I put it on and the smile doesn't leave my face.
"So what are we watching?" I ask,and pet her dog as she Jumps up next to me.
She clicks on a movie and smirks at me.
"Shrek? Really?" I ask,trying not to laugh. She nods her head,satisfied with her choice.
"And up next...the bee movie." She chuckles.
I groan playfully and rub my hand down my face.
"It's gonna be a long night." I laugh.
"Yup." She smiles.
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Time skip
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The vibration of my phone wakes me up from a deep sleep.
I groan and pull my phone out of my pocket.
I get blinded by the bright light,but my eyes soon adjust.
*mini dick is calling* flashes across the screen.
The time says 2:00 am.
I press answer and wait.
"What do you want?" I ask quietly,as I shift on the couch.
"You were right..." His voice is strained and hoarse.
"I'm always right. But what am I right about?" I ask.
"Kyla...she didn't love me. We haven't even been dating for a week and she already dumped me." He answers defeatedly.
"Shocking." I say sarcastically.
"I'm trying to apologize,Amber." He says sternly.
"Then apologize." I say annoyed.
"I shouldn't have let her talk to you like that. And I shouldn't have agreed with her,or yelled at you. And I'm sorry I forgot your birthday." He sighs.
"You're forgiven." I say hesitantly.
"thank you. When will you come home?" He questions.
"When I want to." I answer.
"Ok....just making sure you are coming home." He says.
"I love you.." He says slowly.
"No you don't." I respond.
"I do...I always have.." His voice whispers.
"I love you too." I state with a small smile.
"It's late. I'm going back to sleep." I say with a yawn.
"Ok..goodnight,Amber." He replies and hangs up.
"So what was that about?" I squeal In fright.
I look to my right to see Madeline stuffing her face with Pringles and watching YouTube on her iPad.
"What the fuck?!" I ask,my heart pounding.
"Sorry!" She says laughing.
"Why are you up?!" I ask
"You know that I'm nocturnal,Amber." Madeline says with an eye roll.
"Are you watching delirious again?" I ask looking at her iPad.
"Maybe.." She says with a guilty smile.
"I confessed my love to Craig...you better call Jonathan and tell him." I tease,not so tired anymore.
"Whatever" she mumbles,before eating another chip.
We sit in silence for a couple of minutes.
"Banjo?" She asks Turing her head towards me.
"Banjo." I smile at her.
She nods her head and un pauses the video. The head phones that were once in her iPad are now out,and we are watching Del's resident evil seven video.
....this is what I call a bad birthday turned good.
