All Chapters of AMELIA: Falling For My Best Friend.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AMELIA. School was finally over for the day, and I was in my car, driving down to the cave to meet the witch that made me so beautiful. I needed to appreciate her; the woman looked like she loved beautiful things, so I branched into a boutique to buy her some gifts. As I drove, my mind strayed back to the events that happened today at school, the altercation with Valerie to the new girl who wanted to be my friend. Ava was a nice girl; she was the type of person who would make all the conversation. All you just needed to do was answer any question she asked. She was so jovial, and she told me I looked beautiful. She's a nice company to keep around, and she looked like she needed a friend since she was new, and I wouldn't mind being that friend to her. Maybe the thought of getting a therapist would have to hold off for a few minutes. I thought as I hummed excitedly and drummed my fingers on the steering wheel. After a few minutes of humming along to the song that was

AMELIA. “You don't have any other choice. I asked for what I asked, and it's Dylan I want. You have just one week to bring him here. I don't know how you want to do it, and I don't care how you both get here. But if Dylan is not here in a week, be ready for your secrets to be revealed.”Her words kept coming on and off in my head. It's been two days since the witch threatened me. I've been a ghost of myself ever since then; I can't even recognize myself anymore. I've been going to school, but I've not been going. Cause my mind was always on what the witch said, I've also not been able to look Dylan in the face ever since this incident. It was like I did something really wrong to him when in reality, he was the one who did something bad to me. In all honesty, if I knew that the witch wanted something like this from me, I would have told her not to worry. I would have said to her that I was fine with the way that I looked. Now, I was burdened with the thought that my life would be a

VALERIE. “Who do we have here?” I asked, looking at my friends.“I guesssss, it's our little pitiful fatso and her new found friend, riii??” Zenya answered, taking a seat at their table. I could hear the silence that took over the hall the minute we stepped into their space. I wasn't about to allow Amelia to have the last word here. “So, I can see that you have a new best friend now? What happened to Dylan? Did he abandon you? Not coming to the rescue like he always did, hmm?” I asked her, trying to rub more salt on her wound to increase the pain she felt.I knew for sure that she had seen Dylan's diary. I've seen it for a while now, and the thought alone made me smile. I knew that she kind of had something for Dylan. It was only normal considering how close they were and the way he always helped her. I saw it in her eyes, the way she looked and smiled at him whenever he's around.Dylan was there for her all the time; for someone who got bullied a lot, she sought affection from the

AMELIA. “I keep telling you that you didn't have to do that,” I said to Ava as we walked to Econ. “Do what?” She asked, pretending she didn't know what I was talking about. “Come on, Ava. That got you in the bad books of the baddest bitch in the school.” I said, looking at her to make my point. “You mean the bitchiest bitch?” Ava corrected, and I rolled my eyes. “You have such a sharp mouth. But for real, on a more serious note. They are going to like to have a mark on you now. They will frustrate you and almost make you regret coming to this school.” I told her, and she stopped. I stopped, too, to look at her. “Why did you stop?” I asked her, and she turned to me. “Amelia, you're human, I'm human, and they are human too. I know there is a hierarchy in almost every school we attend, but that does not mean we should be treated like animals for that reason. And they were not even bullying you because you were on that lower food chain; they were bullying you because you were fat,

AMELIA. “Is it okay to say that I want you back.” He said sharply. Like he didn't think about it before he said it. I'm shocked and surprised at his outburst. Honestly, I didn't think he would say this to me. Or even say anything about this issue, but here I was. Sitting down and listening to him tell me that he wanted me back. As his friend? Because the phrase he used was mainly used for when two lovers broke up. He wants me back? If I wasn't smart enough, I would have interpreted it into something else. But I was smart, so I wasn't going to act like an idiot. “Look at me Amelia.” He said and I didn't want to. I would melt if I did, I didn't want to. “Amelia, look at me.” He said slowly and softly that I couldn't help but bend to his will. “What do you want from me, Dylan?” I asked him. “I want you.” He repeated and I rolled my eyes, not wanting to hear that term again. “Stop saying you want me, we both know who you want and that we used to be friends. You're not in any pos