Beauty in Everything

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

AN: ok so when I wrote this chapterI was really in my Rose hating feels and wanted to make her some kindof horrible human, but now, with the new episodes that I wont herinto cause "spoilers" but I hate rose... less, so sorry for allthe /Rose lovers.

^December 9th 2016^

***10:15 P.M.***

Ame went about taking off Pearlsshoes, coat and pulling her up so that she was under the covers. Thenshe headed back downstairs to find Mrs. White, and demand anexplanation.

Well, maybe not demandexactly, she was kinda scary, but she was gonna ask, a lot.

She moved as quietly as she coulddown the stairs, but it seemed like every step she took got louderthan the last.

She walked into the kitchen whereshe heard Blanche washing dishes.

"Is she asleep?" Thewoman said without even turning around to see her.

Startled Ame stuttered, "oh,uh yea.. she fell asleep right away so I, uh, took her shoes and coatoff and stuff..."

Blanche nodded, "Thank you."

"Sure... so you gonna tell mewhat happened today?" Ame asked, plopping herself on the islandchair.

"No, it's really not mybusiness to tell, when Pearl is ready she will tell all of you."The older woman said and Amethyst grumbled.

"Just- just be there for her."She added.

Amethyst looked at the woman withconcern but nodded anyway. Whatever was happening with Pearl was bad,she could tell that much, but she would be here when her friendwanted to tell her about it.

"Well I guess I'll just getgoing then..." the short girl said, zipping up her coat andmoving to the door.

"You can stay, if you'drather. Or I can drive you home. No need for you to get sick walkingin the cold." She called after her.

"A-are you sure?" Ameasked.

"Of course I'm sure, why elsewould I say it?"

"Well than... I'll just, stay,I guess... maybe she'll want to talk in the morning..."

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When Pearl woke her whole bodyhurt. Not just physically, her brain ached from the overload ofthought and emotions that occurred last night.

She opened her eyes and looked upat the ceiling, I have cancer.

She shut her eyes again, willingherself to stand up, she needed a shower, and she was still in herclothes from yesterday, though she noticed her sneakers and coat hadbeen taken off.

She pulled herself into a sittingposition and pulled her black t-shirt over her head, tossing it inher dirty laundry basket.

She put her hands on either side ofherself as she swung her legs over the side of her bed. Looking downat her legs she saw the tight jeans just knowing she couldn't get outof them alone.

"Mom?" She called out.Hoping her mother hadn't gone out yet. She glanced at the clock,swearing under her breath when she noticed that it was nearly noonand her mother had left for her younger students dance class forsure.

"Pearl?" She heard Amecall.

Ame? Why was she here!

"Amethyst? What are you doinghere?" She asked, trying to fix herself, make it look less likeshe needed help.