Chapter 19
And so we talk now? Is that correct?
“I’m sorry…honest I am,” She says looking up for her bed shyly as Christophe flies in her window “What are you sorry for?” Christophe asks absently.
“The whole Alias and me not telling you thing…but I didn’t do anything…if that counts at all,” she says quietly.
“I know that,” He says and then takes a seat on her bed. Amethyst studies his expression momentarily.
“We have to talk, right?” She asks and sits upright.
“Do you like him?” he asks. Shit, you don’t waste any time do you? She thinks.
“He’s your brother, I can’t hate him entirely…he’s cool people,” She says.
“That’s true, it’s just that well…nothing, never mind,” Christophe says and then looks toward the window. Holy crap on rice…I didn’t mean to do that! She thinks.
“Okay, I like him, that’s true. But I don’t love him…just you,” She said almost inaudibly. She looks over toward Christophe who was beaming at her,
“Really!!? Just me!? For real!!?” He said all ecstatic and Amethyst started laughing.
“Yeah you knucklehead, just you!” She laughs and falls back onto her pillow. Christophe lays back too and then stares at her all amazed.
“What is it now?” she asks and stretches across him.
“Just taking in your sight, that’s all,” he smiles. Crisis averted, awesomeness! Did he really not know that? He came all this way to ask that? Amazing.
“So you’re okay, right?” Amethyst asked.
“Um, yeah. That was just gnawing at me all day and I had to know, sorry…what’s that noise?” He asks.
“My mom in her room. You always fly in my window so she’s never seen you come in. And if she were to walk in my room right now she would most likely flip out because we’re just all cuddly on my bed in my room with the door shut,” Amethyst replies.
“Yeah but if she did know I was here then we wouldn’t be having this friendly moment…among others,” He smirks and kisses her on the forehead.
“Very true and-” The door swings open and they both sit up.
“Oooh Ami!!! I’m telling!!!” It was her little cousin Brie.
“Nah you’re not! Why are you here?” Amethyst asks.
“Grandma!!! Ami has a boy in her room!!!” Brie yells running down the hallway. Christophe kisses her quickly and flies out the window as soon as she’s gone. Amethyst shuts the window and flops back onto her bed with a book just as her mom and Brie come in.
“Look! Wait, where is he?!” Brie yells.
“Who?” Amethyst asks looking up from the book.
“The boy with the hair and no shirt and-and the wings!” Brie yells.
“You called me in here about some boy with wings? Little girl you’ve been here five minutes…” she trails off and walks back toward her room.
“He was here, right?” Brie asked.
“Yep, but my mom isn’t going to believe you so…who cares?” Amethyst laughs. Score one against my eight year old nightmare of a cousin! I should invite him over some more .Happy Thursday.
“Ami, what can we do now?” Brie asks.
“Chick I have homework to do, so I don’t know what to tell you,” Amethyst sighs and reaches for her backpack reluctantly.
“You weren’t doing homework when that boy was in here!” Amethyst laughs.
“Yeah well, I am now. Don’t you have homework to do anyways?” Brie goes out the room and amethyst picks up her math book out of her bag and glares at it while flipping to the assigned page.
“The square root of x solve for…ugh” she groaned. And people wonder why I fail math annually when they give me crap like this.
February 28th, Sunday
“Happy birthday Ami!!!” Her mom yelled in her ear.
“Woah…I’m fifteen now, thanks mom!” She laughed.
“What’s going on today?” Her mom asked.
“I don’t know, you tell me,” She asked.
“Nothing until later, go and hang out with your friends for a few hours, it’s a nice day outside,” She said and then walked out the room.
Amethyst pulled on a pair of skinny jeans and a blouse and a black tie with little skulls all over it. “Hello my jewel!” Christophe says as he lands on her bed.
“Holy crap!” She squeaks and spins around to button up her shirt.
“Happy birthday, kid” he laughs.
“II’m not a kid! I’m just a year younger than you!” she said.
“Until July 11th, that is,” he smirks.
“Come on, Alex and Alias are outside waiting for us,” he says. They both fly down from the window. “Look up in that tree over there! We built you a tree house!” Alex yells.
“Happy birthday! It was my idea!” Alex beamed. She looked up at the huge tree in the middle of the park.
“Where is it?” She asked.
“It’s hidden with a charm I had made,” Alias said looking down at his feet. Alias has been acting weird ever since that day of school. He’s been acting all shy and more awkward than usual. Then again, I guess that the whole me going out with his brother thing is a step in itself to deal with so…I guess it will take time until were back to whatever we used to call normal. They phase up into the tree and then are inside the tree house full of comic books and posters.
“That’s so freaking cool!!! Thanks Alex!” she exclaims. Then there was this dizzying noise and crippling heat.
“You okay? You look flushed” Christophe asked distracted by something but Amethyst could only hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears and then her head hitting the wood floor.
Snow, snow, snowing. The forest covered in a blanket of white and I’m so hot. I’m laying in the snow looking up at the sky and I can’t see anything worth it and then I’m being buried in snow. Then, there are prickles on my skin that go from a tickle to a stabbing pain and then the sky flashes bright and the burying stops and the burning stops and I’m standing and everything is brighter and clearer and I feel stronger but I’m crying so hard even though I feel myself smiling. My head hurt so bad and I’m not talking and can’t make any noise and I wish I could because I would scream until somebody heard me, until I burst my eardrums, until whatever the ache that I wish I couldn’t feel began to melt away. I see Christophe lying on the ground.
“You can have my heart,” he says weakly.
“What?” I don’t understand what he’s talking about.
“You will die without it, take my heart…I don’t need it” Christophe smiles at me but it still makes no sense and then I see him pick a box cutter out his pocket and gash an X into his chest which is bare and wet with snow and now bleeding.
“I don’t need that! What makes you think I need that!?” I yell but I feel my eyes burn at the sight and it tempts me.
“Your eyes…and Alias…and I- don’t deserve to-to-be here. I’m a waste of a second chance, at least if I give my heart to you; I know that it won’t go to waste” He sighs, letting the blood rush from him. I lick at the wound with tears streaming down my face and then…black. When I looked back there were bone and the clothes I had put on this morning were covered in blood and there was this insane taste on my tongue and I laid back in the snow and there was no more hurt for a moment and the snow melted when I laid upon i. Then I saw Alex, crying and Alias staring blankly between me and the skeleton and I realized what I had done but I couldn’t cry or talk but I knew I felt sorry or…that I should but…I couldn’t, I didn’t. I mean..I loved him, didn’t I? I ruined a family and took a life, right? And then Alex said,
“What happened to the superhero?! I warned you! I knew it was a bad idea!” He screamed. I stared at him and then looked toward Alias,
“I don’t blame you, It isn’t your fault I told you, I told them all…and then for a minute you know, I thought you were different and i- just…I told
you to stay away from him Ami,” And then he hugged me and all I could offer him was my now sharp toothed smile.
“My throat burns,” I say hoarsely.
“Your okay!!!” I can hear my mom yell but officially have no idea where I am, so I open my eyes. A hospital? Why am I in a hospital?! What the hell just happened? She thought. I look around the room and see all the guys sitting in chairs across the room. I look at my blouse covered in blood as well as my tie. I look across the room at Christophe with the look of ‘what the fuck?’ and he looks back at me carefully.
“You spent 20 minutes blacked out and coughing up blood” he says softly. Happy birthday to me, I think and then lay my head back down, I’m dizzy.
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