It was 8:00pm when I got home.
As soon as I closed the door violate popped into my face half screaming “oh my god Amber I thought you would never comeback but your dad told me that sometimes you come back home late but that didn’t stop me from worrying_”
She took a deep breath and continued “I’m so sorry”
I didn’t say anything, I just kept walking looking to my dad, and it seemed like violate knows what was on my mind “your dad went out for work… that’s what he told me”
I kept ignoring her and even though I felt bad about it, but this is who I am if you know what I mean?
I opened the refrigerator to grab some homemade strawberry juice
“Amber?”
Still ignoring…
“If you want I can leave tomorrow morning…?”
Stay strong Amber, just ignore her…
I went to my room, and of course she was following me but before she could enter my room I shut the door… IN HER FACE, which made me feel bad more about it but hey, I just discovered that I had half-sister…
Make sense?
It continued for a week… me ignoring violates; she didn’t give up… like literally she did NOT give up at all.
Things that violate did to me and I don’t know why I’m writing this list but here you go:
1- she made me pancakes, my favorite dish (I refused to eat it )
2- She bought me a book “the truth about forever” the one I was looking for in months (with a small scream inside of me, I had to return it to her)
3- She told me that I could borrow whatever I want from her outfit (now that was a rude thing to say considering my style was kind of Emo/punk while she was wearing Barbie outfit)
4- I found all of my music albums organized in an alphabet way, that’s when I know she has pull, the last straw…
“VIOLATE!!!!!!”
I got down the stairs in a rush, I was ready to kill her and it was going to happen but my father was in the middle.
Dad: What’s going on?
Me: Where is she? Where is this little god damn bi-
Dad: Hey watch your tongue young lady!
Violate: did someone just call me?
Me: YOU! I’m going to kill you!
Violate: what the hell???
Me: who told you to touch my music albums ha?!!
Dad: she touched your what?
Violate: they were all around your room; I thought you will be pleased if I put them all in one place and_
Me: YOU ENTERED MY ROOM WITHOUT TAKING MY PERMISSION, HOW COULD YOU!
Violate: okay I’m sorry, it’s not a big deal though?! They are just some cd’s…
Dad: oh god, you didn’t not just say that to her…
Me: YOU’RE SO DEAD!
If my dad didn’t get literary between us, I would have spent whole life in jail… but yeah.
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Everything changed that night…. everything.
I was at the market buying some stuff my dad needed.
And guess who I saw?
It was him. Adam the stalker or whatever he calls himself.
Before he could notice or anything I walked through the cashier quietly and paid then walked toward the door.
While I was trying to stay quite as possible while unlocking my bike lock, I was straggling between tried not to make the plastics bags dropped from my hands and controlled my nerves.
But the key doesn’t seem to fit inside the lock, a voice behind me said “need some help?”
I turned around and found myself facing a guy… a collage guy I guess.
“Yeah… please” I mumbled even though I hate getting help from people especially boys, but I have no choice or soon I will be having another nonsense conversation with that Adam guy.
“Here you go” he told me.
“Thanks” I said without even looking at him.
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The moment I entered the house, I heard my dad calling me “Amber... Violate…”
Why did he call violate?
“I’m here!” I responded.
My dad showed up with a concern look on his face “Amber… where is Violate??”
“She was here when I went out to buy what you asked for” I hold the plastics bags in front of him “why?”
“I think she’s gone, when I came home I didn’t find neither her nor you, so I guessed both of you would be out, but not… oh god” he said and collapsed on a chair beside the door.
“What?! Why in the world did you think she was out with me dad! What about her stuff, are they gone too??” I rushed to the stairs, heading to the guest room, the one that violate slept in…
It was empty… the room was empty.
The concern started sneaking into my heart, but I shake it off by telling myself, it’s gonna be alright…. But that made it a lot worse actually.
“Her luggages are missing, I’m going to_” I stopped when I saw my dad wearing his jacket.
He looked at me “You stay here Amber; I’ll go and look for her”
“No… no, I’m coming with you” I said.
“No! You’re staying here!” he insisted.
“It’s my fault, I can’t stand setting here waiting! I’m coming with you”
He looked at me with a concern look, “please” I begged.
“Fine, but be careful” he opened the door “I will scan the town center, maybe she went there, it may be a small town but it could be dangerous at night and god knows what else” he added.
I know what he meant…. by dangerous, especially for a girl like Violate.
“I will check the beach” I said finally.
“Okay, but don’t get too close to the fair… it’s Friday”
“I won’t, I promise”
“Amber…” my dad called.
I turned around and looked at him “yes dad?”
“It’s not your fault”
I smiled weakly and start running down the beach.
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Amber
Non-Fiction"That thing about 'Everything has changed' it's true, and it's all because of that one person, everything has turned upside down, my life, my dreams, my style, my heart and myself, it's like the 'happy ending' has finally came, depressed became an u...
