Opposites Atract>> Not so different: Divergent Seqeul

Chapter 19

I walk down my stairs and I still can't get used to this place. It has been almost a month and I have made all my friends hate me. Its for their own good though. If they found out I was really Emily, it would brake them. When I'm almost to the bottom of the stairs, it feels like the wind has been knocked out of me. I stand there trying to catch my breath. I look around confused as everything turns a little fuzzy. I shake my head a little and it goes back to normal. I look up and don't recognize where I am or why I'm here for a minute, but keep walking. I finally realize what just happened and stop walking. That's the second time that's happened. It happened last week at cheer practice too. "Are you okay, Miz Owens?" Diggles asks.

"What- Oh yeah I'm fine, just a little dizzy."

"Drink a lot of water. It will happen."

"I already drink a lot of water- wait, what will happen?" I ask sitting at the dinning room table. He looks at me with wide eyes.

"Nothing." He says hesitantly. "I just- I didnt say anything." He walks out of the room. Well that was weird. I grab an apple from the center of the table and start to eat it. I have completely turned my personality around the last couple of weeks. School means nothing to me anymore, I hate gym like all the other girls, and I don't enjoy music anymore. Of course I still do, but Sarah doesn't. When I'm in my room I will listen to music on my phone with headphone, and write songs here and there in a note book. Then there is always my love life. At school, I'm the girl that everyone is afraid of, even though I never did anything. I sit at the back of the class, and I'm always looking at Ashton. Of course no one calls him that now, its Adam or adm because of his initials. I still call him Ashton, even though I don't talk to him. I finish the apple and throw away the core, and decide to sit on the swings in my backyard. My backyard isn't very big, but it doesn't need to be. Its not like either Diggles or I ever use it. Plus the house makes up for that. I just sit and listen to the wind as it pushes my fly aways carelessly from my bun of my natural curls. I couldn't have Diggles seeing me with anything natural, it's to risky. I look to see if anyone is around, and don't see a single life form. I let down my hair as the wind decides to pick up. I breath in, and I chuckle at my self as it reminds me a Pocahontas. Then I fall of the swing from a voice startling me.

"I knew it was you!" The voice says. I shake my head a little, focusing my vision and look around still on the ground. Then I see a girl with long red hair, Kelsey.

"Geez, what are you doing here?! How did you even know where I lived?" I ask getting up.

"Would you stop that already?"

"What are you talking about?" I ask as I stretch out.

"Oh, come on. I know its you Emily." My eyes widen. "I'm pretty sure everyone knows except Ashton. He is still not getting over your 'death'." She says with air quotes.

"What?! How did you guys figure it out?" I asked shocked.

"let's face it, you aren't the best liar." She tells me.

"Well its not my fault I don't like to lie. Especially to people I care about."

"Okay, stop the mambo jumbo. Why did you have to hide yourself?"

"Honestly I have no idea, but now you know, you could be in danger. So just don't talk to me as me until I come out and say its actually me, okay?"

"Yeah whatever. Let's just hope Ashton can handle himself this time." She starts to walk away, but I stop her.

"What do you mean this time'?" She turns to look at me.

"For an intelligent girl, you really know little. Ashton has had his heart broken before Em. It wasn't pretty either. He wouldn't talk to anyone for months. He just sat in his room wit the door locked. No food, no water, no nothing. We finally had to break down the door one day when we heard him screaming." She pauses and her eyes water up. "I will never forget it. There was blood everywhere on his pale, bony, body and the blade it his hand-" She stops as a tear rolls down her cheek, and I feel like crying now. "Ever since then, we have all been so protective over him, and making sure he didn't get hurt, because he didn't know how to handle himself. He still doesn't. Everyone thought he was getting better, but there was a real difference a couple years back, when he started talking about a new girl in town. That's all he talked about for a long time, until he finally shut up about it thinking he would never see her again. Then you came to Dunkin' Donuts, and all the hope and joy came back. It was you Emily. You were his saver. You still are the one that's helping him." She puts her hands on my shoulders. "You're also the one hurting him. You have to make a decision to help or hurt that boy. We have all been sitting and waiting for you to do something, but there is nothing going on in this game of chess. We all just sit and stare at the board and all the pieces, doing nothing, saying nothing, as we all wait for the player to make her move, to win, or fail. And we are all getting tired of waiting, about to give up and walk away." With that she backs up and turns to walk away, and out if my yard. She's right. I run back into the house and up the stairs. I have to do serving about this, and I know exactly what to do.