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‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾CHAPTER SIX☽༓・*˚⁺‧͙

vi. the dinner, the school & the wardrobe !

|PAMELA SAT AT THE DINNER TABLE ALONGSIDE CHARLIE AND BELLA SWAN, waiting for her daughter to join, so they could taste the incredible food she cooked

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|PAMELA SAT AT THE DINNER TABLE ALONGSIDE CHARLIE AND BELLA SWAN, waiting for her daughter to join, so they could taste the incredible food she cooked.

"I have to apologize, she's just really happy about joining you in school Bella, she's probably telling her friends." Her mother said.

Bella nodded. "Yeah, I think it'll be real cool."

They waited a few more minutes, Pamela and Charlie talking about their highschool experiences. Bella grew worried about her friend, that had not made an appearance the whole 15 minutes that they we're here.

Bella stood from her seat. "Is it all right if I check on her?" She asked.

Her mother nodded. "Yes, I'm sure she's just picking out an outfit or something." Bella slowly nodded, as she walked up the large stairs. She hadn't been here before, but from the huge sign on one door saying 'I swear, if you don't knock' on it, she assumed it was her friends.

And once she opened it she knew she was right, but being right didn't matter right now because she saw her friend leaning against her bed, crying, sobbing loudly. She wondered how they couldn't hear it from downstairs.

She rushed to the girls side, an arm around her. "Amber are you okay? Are you alright?" She had never seen her friend this sad. Actually, she had never seen her friend sad at all, she was always that happy cheerful girl that lived across the street.

After Ambrosia's video call with Felix, a great tremor overtook her, as tears raced down her cheeks. She fell to the floor in a disheveled heap as grief poured out in a flood of her warm, salty tears. She felt a comforting arm around her shoulder, and she looked up, seeing Bella, frantically asking questions, which she didn't even know how to answer, because no, she wasn't okay.

Just seeing the concern on the one brunettes face, made the other release gut retching sobs. Her chin trembled at an inhuman pace, as she cried.

She was chewing on her lower lip, trying to stop the uncontrollable tears, but it only made things worse, as a visible cut in her lip was made.

Ambrosia hated the feeling of being alone, of being unwanted. That was her worst nightmare. She latched onto Bella, pulling her close, mumbling incoherent things into her chest, as she choked on her sobs.

Bella didn't know what was wrong, but everytime she asked that very question, the girl broke down even more. Bella tried shushing the girl, like her mother had done to her when she was only a babe.

"I-I..I-I d-didn't.. I-I didn't m-mean to." Was the only thing Bella could hear, as mumbles came out of the girls mouth. Bella nodded, rubbing the girls back in circles, trying to soothe her.

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