I "Hate" You

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Amethyst's POV

"It's alright. She's fine but she's pushing herself too much. With the trauma she faced a year ago, it's adding on and on. Make sure she has fun at a theme park or anywhere." I heard a man say.

I opened my eyes to face a blinding light. I looked towards the man. He looked oddly familiar. I squinted my eyes at him as he looked at me with confusion. His face...it reminded me of, the person who killed my family.

"Your face," I croaked as I pointed at the doctor, "you look like the person who killed my family."

"Erm... I don't know where you got that from." He said.

"I remember that face anywhere. That brutal murderer." I croaked. "Why? Why did he do it? They had no enemies. We were loved and cared for. So why? Why did they have to die?! Why did they have to be killed?! He took them away from me! From us! Why?!" I shouted.

"I'm sorry for my twin brothers actions. I should've stopped him knowing he was in a gang." The doctor said.

I sat up and grabbed him by the collar with both of my hands.

"Will it bring my family back? No it wouldn't. My brother was only three. Three when he saw them dead on the floor. He has so much ahead of him. And he doesn't have parents to tell him good job. Three. Three years old. He hasn't even matured yet. Not to mention they were killed a minute before my birthday. Why? I don't get it. Why us?" Tears flowed freely down my face.

I let go of his collar as I laid down and turned my head away from them.

"I'm sorry for your loss. I really am. I'm sorry for my brother's actions." He said as I wiped the tears away.

"Please go. All of you. I want to be by myself." I said.

I heard them sigh as they all walked out of the room. Well, all of them except one.

"Amethyst. I may not know the full story but you still have us." Ryder said.

"Ryder, just go. Please." I said.

"No, I'm not going. I don't want to see you sad. I want to see the happy you. I want to go back to the name calling." He said.

"Please, just go Ryder." I said.

"Did you not hear what I said? I'm. Not. Going." He said slowly.

"Ryder! Please just go!" I turned around as I sat up.

"No! I don't like it when you cry! I don't like it when you're sad! It brings a pain in my heart! I know you're hurting but there's people like my family and I who will share the hurt with you!" He shouted.

"My family got killed before my 15th! A minute before my 15th!" I shouted at him.

"It's also their memorial Day isn't it?! You can remember them on that day as well as have fun on your birthday for them! Do you really need to hold back?!" He shouted.

"It's my problem! It's my family!" I shouted.

He didn't like that answer so he pushed me back onto the bed as he hovered over me.

"Since when did you decide it's your problem?! You have loads of people to have your back! My mum, my dad, Felix, my friends, Luca, Slate! You're not just by yourself!" He shouted as he let out a tear.

My limbs went numb. I've never caught him crying before. This is the first.

"We're family. Family sticks together." He said.

"I don't want you to be my family." I said looking away.

"What do you want us to be then?" He asked as I shook my head.

"Just you. I don't want you to be my family." I said.

"What? Why?" He asked straddling me.

"I can't believe I'm going to tell him this." I thought to myself.

"I want you to be my lover. Ryder." I said as he looked shocked.

"I'm sorry I can't return the feeling." That broke my heart.

"Oh, okay. It's fine. I get it." I said sitting up.

I slipped under him and stood up. I saw I was still in my clothes but had leggings on. I put my shoes on since they had put it on me then walked to the door.

"Bye, Ryder." I said before opening my door and ran out of the building, crying my eyes out.