He's My Secret (edited-ish)

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Terrance had reminded me about Sunday which was tomorrow when he was leaving.

I didn't own any classy dresses so I ended up choosing from the very back of my closet where I had a few of Anellea's stuff in boxes.

I'd wanted to go threw the box Anellea had under her bed for so long now but I just didn't have the courage to.
I pushed it aside and went threw the box which had a few of her clothing in it.

I searched until I found a cute sundress.

And a pair of flat shoes I had worn to her goodbye ceremony.

Going threw these stuff made me remember what I had a loss.

The next morning as much as it pained me, I woke up the same time I would if I was going to school and got ready.

I ate breakfast first then started to get ready.

When I was finished I couldn't seem to move from in front of my full-length mirror.

So many memories of Anellea ran threw my mind.
I haven't really thought of her since we moved here but recently all these things that have been happening around me are slowly triggering something deep within me, something I didn't want to feel for some reason.

I ran my hands over the material of the dress, remembering the last time I saw her with this dress I had on now.

(Memo)

"It's a little too tight for me now .'
She said as she held the dress towards her body while she looked in her mirror.

I was on her bed sketching a few random stuff in my scrapbook while she rambled.

'It's yours now when you can fit in it properly that is' she told me with a wide smile.

She had always wanted to turn me into her personal doll ever since we were little and had never stopped trying.

At that moment I knew what would have happened if I had stated my mind if I had told her that I don't wear dresses and that I would definitely not be caught dead wearing that one.

If I had she'd make it one of her life missions to make me wear it.

So instead I had smiled at her and said 'seriously? , it's now mine? , thanks Anellea'

And that had seemed to do the trick as I continued to sketch.

The look of excitement in her eyes was almost frightening, but if it was now it would have been glorious in my sight.

She had continued to question my words though by asking if I promised to wear it, and I had replied with an 'I promise, thanks' as I took the dress from her and brought it to my room.

I guess I'm fulfilling my promise by wearing the dress today.

I took up a cross shoulder purse and dropped my phone In it before heading downstairs.

I was filling my water bottle in the kitchen when I heard the doorbell ring causing my heart to skip a beat.

The thought of Terrance at my door drove me wild, but when I heard my mother walking towards the door I dropped my water bottle in the sink and quickly walked towards the door trying to look as normal as possible.

But my mother was already opening it causing my heart to increase its paste by the seconds that passed.

I was panicking as I stood there behind her waiting for what was to come.

I wasn't even aware that she was still home, I thought she'd left hours ago.

I watched as the door opened up revealing a face I didn't expect at all nor did I want to see at all.

He gave my mother a smile.
I can't believe he had the nerve to show up here.

"Is Amanda ..." he trailed off as he looked over my mom's shoulder over at me.

He stood there blank and frozen as he stared over at me from head to toe with sadness in his eyes.

My mom soon looked around curiously wanting to know what he was looking at.

She too became frozen when she looked at me.

I knew this was one of Anellea's favourite dresses but I hadn't expected such a reaction.

Hell, I didn't even plan on them seeing me, I'd already left a note telling my mom I was going to church and I knew she wasn't gonna oppose to that.

"Is that...." my father said as he cleared his throat causing me to continue for him.

"Anellea's dress? yes."

I knew we weren't truly over her death especially since the many things her death appeared to be.

We had refused to believe anything the police had said.
Her case was even still open, they had suspected something and opened a case that didn't get to close.

"Should I go change?." I asked

"No you look fine, it's great that you finally went threw the boxes." My mother stated causing me to feel like I wanted to be anywhere but here at the moment.

"I didn't actually," I replied as I stood their awkwardly.
I didn't mean to awake the swarm of emotions that was evident on my father's face but then again, maybe he deserved it.

"I have to go," I said as I looked down at my wristwatch then walked past my parents and out the door.

When passing my father I wanted to stare him in the eyes and say 'Anellea would have been so disappointed in you' but I wasn't a monster. I knew that just like me, deep down none of us was truly over her death. I mean it hasn't even caught two years fully yet since she died.

I mean things like this isn't something you just wake up the next day and forget about
especially if it was a major part of your days.

I tried to forget everything that had or has happened on my short walk over to Terrance's house. But truly there wasn't any need for that because once I was around Terrance nothing else in the world seemed to matter and that's just one of the reasons I liked being with him or at least around him.