***WARNING: MATURE CONTENT***
Darkness was something Ambrosia knew far too well. From childhood bullying to the loss of her parents, it seemed she couldn't escape it. She hid her outgoing personality from the world. Her only real happiness came from...
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I was sick to my stomach. Like completely and utterly ill. Did I throw up yet? I don't even remember. I just know my stomach felt like I had swallowed a giant ball of led.
I had hoped that us going out with Kasey would make me feel better. It did the complete opposite. I really liked her and we became fast friends even though she was a bitch at first and I clocked her in the nose. She was fun to hang around and we acted similar. The problem was that I had seen her and Eric together and that was when my stomach did a one-eighty.
The way they laughed and looked at each other with such familiarity - I thought I had prepared for it. I didn't. It was like they were falling in love all over again and I fucking hated. Yes, I wanted him to be happy. Not that got damn happy. And during the week I saw them everywhere together just laughing and hanging out. No he didn't completely abandon me and Daniel, but Kasey started coming around more and more. I know what I was feeling was jealousy. So what? And yes I had Daniel. He was everything I dreamed of and more, but without Eric I felt...half, not whole.
Whatever happened at the carnival had Daniel on edge as well. He was spacing out a lot like his mind was in a tizzy. He wouldn't even tell me about it. I didn't hold it against him. He would tell me when he was good and ready. I wouldn't wait long, though.
The other reason I felt sick? He was back. While searching around the garage for my boxing gloves - I needed to relieve this excess stress - I found it. A present wrapped in purple butterfly wrapping paper. The sight of it had me stumbling back. I expected it. I knew it was coming, but I had hoped that this year at least I wouldn't have to worry. But there it was. Someone must've tried to hide it from me. You failed.
So here I was in the middle of the bed staring at the unopened gift. I didn't want to open, but I was certain I had to. Something was telling me that if I didn't I would suffer serious consequences.
Hesitantly I lifted the first tab, then the next. Eventually I was tearing at the beautiful paper not caring how it ended up. The sight of it had bile rising in my throat and I scattered away from it. The brightly lit carousel taunted me from where it sat. Like a totem of my pain. I couldn't help it as I burst into tears. The salty taste did nothing for my hurt. Then I noticed a note. With shaky hands I picked up and read it.
I'm coming.
That's it. That's all it said. Yet I still wailed out in anger. My whole body was shaking now. He found me and he was coming for me. I hoped he had rotted away by now, but I was wrong. So so wrong.
"Asia, what's - SHIT!"
Trayvon burst through door after hearing my cries and when he saw me - and the opened present on my bed - he knew exactly what happened. He threw the carousel and wrapping paper onto the floor. Pulling me into his arms he held me while I cried. Derek and Garrett came rushing in. They joined us on the bed cooed at me to try am calm me down. It didn't work as I started hyperventilating and before I know it I blacked out.
