The beginning

Chapter 22

Amelia's POV:

I wake up with the urge of throwing up. I usher my way out of bed and sprint to the bathroom. I reach the toilet right before I start throwing up. Thank god. After what feels like forever my body decided it's enough, I slowly stand up. I quickly rinse out my mouth and brush my teeth. I walk back to the bed and grab my phone. 4:30am. I sigh knowing I will not fall back asleep so I walk downstairs. I make myself some tea and open my messages. I have a few of Mads and also some missed calls. I quickly reply telling her I'm at Lizzie's, leaving out what has happened. I will tell her when I see her. I walk to the couch but stop when I see a mirror. A soft gasp leaves me as I look at myself. My eyebrow is swollen and bruised, my lip is a bit swollen too and underneath my eye there is also a massive bruise. I groan hating how my faces looks right now. I make my way back upstairs and quickly apply some foundation, blending it. I look in the mirror and it looks way better. I look down and slowly lift up my shirt, flinching at the sight. Purple and black bruises formed around my ribs. No wonder it hurts like hell. I take off my shirt and put on my hoodie. 5:15am, if I hurry up now I can see the sunrise. I quickly go downstairs, put on my shoes and grab a water bottle. I check if I have my phone before I close the door only to realise as I closed the door I don't have a key set. Great, well done Lia. Hopefully the garage will still be open so I can enter through there. I walk to a little bench that has a perfect view for the sunrise. I sit down and grab my little notebook. My therapist told me I should write my thoughts down. So here I am at 5:25am watching the sunrise and writing down my shitty thoughts. Every event lately is spinning by and I can't control my stupid thoughts. Does Lizzie really care? Does she really love me as her little sister? Is it just out of pity? She knows now, she will see how much trouble I'm and now she'll let me go. I will lose her and everyone else. My mind is fighting and it's so exhausting. Eventually I snap out of it and I feel a small pain coming from my arm, I look down at my left arm and see the scratches. I sigh pulling down my sleeves and look back up at the sun. Once the sun is up I make my way back to Lizzie's house hoping a door would be open. I try the garage door but no luck. I sigh and sit down by the front door on the porch. "Call her, Liz. She is okay." I hear Robbie say. Oh fuck. I quickly grab my phone and groan as soon as I saw a few messages of Lizzie. I softly knock on the door and a confused Robbie opens the door. "Hi.. I locked myself out. I'm sorry." I look at him for a second before lowering my gaze to the ground. "Amelia, come in. I'm sorry to cut it short but I really have to get going. Please find Lizzie she's worried." He smiles and puts his hand on my shoulder. I try my best to fight off the urge to flinch but I end up flinching anyways. "I'm so-sorry Robbie." I stutter out and take a few steps back. He frowns and my heart fills with guilt. Great, he lets me stay here and this is how I treat him. Fuck sake. "It's alright. I'm sorry I should've asked. Maybe we can talk later? I will be back in an hour with breakfast." he smiles softly. I look up at him and smile. "That would be nice. I'm going to check on Lizzie. Pray for me I won't get killed will you?" I chuckle softly. "Good luck with that. She goes crazy about her family." he says with a small chuckle and leaving to his car. "But I'm not family..?" I mumble.  I get in and Lizzie is pacing back and forth. "Lizzie?" she snaps her head around and looks at me.  "Amelia, thank god" she says ushering over to me and hugs me tight. "Don't scare me like that, sweetheart. I thought you were gone or something had happened." I frown not really understanding why she is so worried. "I'm sorry I just went on a quick sunrise hike. I was on my way back and didn't see your text." I say softly. "I can feel there's something bothering you, what is it?" she asks me softly. I sigh and take a step back. "Why do you care Liz? Why are you so worried about me? I know you said you see me as a little sister but why? Why me? Is it out of pity?" I carefully say not wanting to hurt her feelings. It seems she's shocked of my little outburst. "take a seat, please." she says but barely audible. Good job Lia. You fucked up, you messed everything up. You ruined everything like always. You shouldn't have said a thing and she would still pretend to love and care about you. Now you lost her.