The Precious Facade

Chapter Seven: Two Faces

Amelia P.O.V

I sat at the vanity slowly driving a flat iron through my hair. I swear my hair was so silky now. OUCH. I felt the heat connect with the side of my cheek. I hissed throwing the hot devil on the table and immediately checking the burn spot.Great, just what I needed. I looked to see the red mark which quickly started turning brown to light brown and then blended in with my skin.

"What the-", I said to myself running my finger over the my smooth face. I guess this was something to do with my second life? I shook my head and started applying a light pink lipstick and slipped into a short leather, spaghetti strapped black dress. It fit tightly around my figure and it made my cleavage (or lack thereof) look way better. I took one more look at myself making sure my cat eye eyeliner was on point and took a deep breath. Why was I so nervous? It was like if I never went on a date before.Not that it was a date or anything.....who am I kidding? I heard a knock on the door and walked over to answer it while my heel made that lovely click-clack sound I loved.

I pulled the door open to see Marc. He just stared at me in awe.

"Whoa", he said with his mouth hanging open.

"Careful before you become a human fly catcher", I said pushing his mouth shut.

"Are you ready?"

"Yeah", I grabbed my Louis clutch bag with the gold chain, grabbed his hand and walked over to his car.

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Marg P.O.V

I stood by the shed of my families large Victorian house located in the woods. I was a bad friend. No I was an awful friend. How could I betray her like this? I tapped my foot impatiently until I saw the familiar Jaguar head lights pop into view. A tall figure stepped out of the car and walked over to me. He glided his hands down to the back of my waist. I reached up and pressed my lips against his.

"Hey", I said smiling

"I missed you", he said pulling my hands to his mouth to kiss them

"I missed you more".

Bryson picked me up and I locked my feet around his back and allowed him to explore my mouth. I pulled away as he trailed kisses from ear down to my neck.

"This is so wrong", I said as I let out a soft moan

It has been going on for month but it stopped being an affair after they broke up.

He caressed my face with one hand. "Then why does it feel so right?" He pulled me back into another violent kiss.

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Amelia P.O.V

"No way!", I laughed and took another sip of water.

We had gone to Mario's Pizza which he insisted on telling me that it was the 'best pizza in town'. Not like I didn't already know that. We sat outside where it was beautifully decorate with small dim lights and plants. It was kinda romantic..We had walked about most of the night window shopping while he explained some of the various points and landmarks of New York and even offered to take me to see the Statue of Liberty, Not like I hadn't a million times already.

The rest of the night we spent here laughing at jokes. It was pretty amazing and honestly one of the best dates I ever had with him. It was pretty much like getting to know Marc all over again. Then things got serious when he started talking about Amelia A.K.A me and how much he loved her. This is when my heart sank and I had to do it. I needed to tell him. What if he didn't believe me and thought I was some psycho freak? But I had to.

"Yeah", he said looking down. "I feel like I'm betraying her by going out with Hillary but I have to move on"

I rolled my eyes and mumbled. "Well you are"

"You said something?", he asked looking up at me.

"Oh nothing", I said and smiled but it quickly dropped into a frown. "What would happen if I did? Would something horrible like the earth sinking into the ground or what if Shaqkayda locked me up in a dungeon to stop me from talking and killed him because he knew-

"Well I had a great night, we should probably get you home", Marc suggested checking his watch

"Marc I need to tell you something". I looked at him seriously

"Go ahead"

I sighed. "You're going to think I'm nuts"

He raised his eyebrow and chuckled. "Why do you say that?"

I stood up. "Because, I'm Amelia Marc"

He squinted his eye at me and furrowed his brow. "That's not funny"

"It's not supposed to be because it's true". I looked him deep into his eyes. "It's me Marc, it's Mel".

He shook his head getting up and sliding the check in the bill. "You're right I do think you're crazy", he hissed and walked away from the table. I walked after him quickly.

"You see it don't you? I know you do, I see the way you look at me", I shouted.

I could tell he was getting frustrated in the way he was walking and the fact that he was ignoring me.

"Don't you remember that time I sat outside waiting in the cold for you? And you made me promise that we would stick together". By this time I was shouting and people were staring but I really couldn't give a fuck.. He stopped in his tracks but he didn't turn around.

Marc's P.O.V

What did she say? I heard her rummaging in her bag and the sound of her high heels coming towards me. I turned around and what I saw made me freeze. It was the amulet I gave Amelia. How did she have it? I mean, there was no way she would know that story either unless...

"Mel?", my breathing picked up pace.

She started tearing up and nodded. "Yes?"

My phone started to ring but I ignored it and pulled her into a deep hug. I could smell her scent which I missed so much. I was hugging her so tightly I'm pretty sure she couldn't breathe. My phone started buzzing once again and I took it out of my pocket to check it. Of course it was Hillary. Amelia grabbed the phone from me and threw it to the ground and proceed to jump up and down on it repeatedly.

"Dumb bitch", she huffed.

I looked at her. " You have some explaining to do".

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Marolyn P.O.V

I walked around Rebecca's room dialing his number but it kept going to voice mail.

"Why won't you answer the god damn phone?" I screamed throwing the phone across the room causing it to break into dusty particles.

Rebecca stared at my in horror and I glared back at her. "What the fuck are you looking at?" I spat

She pointed to the mirror and I turned around quickly and saw my once flawless pale skin pealing off like paint from a public bathroom walls and was now revealing a disgusting green undertone. My hair was beginning to frizz and my irises where turning paler. I walked closer to the mirror and touched my face.

"What the fuck is happening to me Rebecca", I said turning around and looking at her

"I-I don't know", she stuttered pathetically.

I walked up to her and grabbed her by the throat choking her. "You better fix this or I'll fix you"

I dropped her on the ground and left her gasping for breath with tears running down her cheeks. I looked in the mirror and looked at the situation. I couldn't go to school or even in public looking like this. I'd lose my popularity and Marc wouldn't love me.

I quickly wrapped a black sheet around me which hid everything but my eyes. I jumped through the window landing like a cat and ran in the direction of the church. I need to speak with Shaqkayda.