USUK Finding A Way Back
Lately I haven't been getting enough sleep. There's a throbbing pain in my chest, and my head is spinning in circles. I haven't gone out much, but when I have it's to get a burger or two, or even a new new game. My house is a wreck, I'm putting on fifty billion pounds a week and my hair is being kept untidy. Even if the revolutionary war was many years ago, I can't seem to get it out of my head. It hasn't bothered me till now. Why now of all times? Arthur and I haven't spoken to each other since then; it's been ten years.
I want to talk to him, hug him, tell him I miss him. But sadly I can't, for I have made my decision, and I regret nothing. My independence is worth it, even if I did lose my Arthur that cold, sour day. The thunder, the rain, the depressing aura that lingered that cursed battlefield.
Not only have I lost Arthur, but I feel as if the world is drifting away from me. All the people I know, or knew I mean, are drifting away from me. They're out of sight in a far away land that is out of my reach. I just wish I could see everyone smiling and being friendly like we all use to be. Now every time I see someone it's as if I'm being held back. I can't cry in front of anyone, not even myself, heroes don't cry. They save the people who cry, and it's not like I can be my own hero...right? Ha! As if. Always being idiotic, I am.
My mind filled with flashbacks of the last world conference. We all seemed so happy...And ha, Arthur and Franccis acting like two kindergardeners fighting over a toy. Yao reprimanding everyone, attempting to calm us. Boy, Ludwig sure did though, that dude's insane! I can't wait for the next meeting; it's only two days away! This is my chance to turn back the clock, make things right! An excited tingle in my stomach, and big smile escaped my lips. The world didn't seem so heavy at that moment.
**Day of The Meeting**
I smile as I quickly throw on my bomber jacket. It may not be he fanciest, but it's right for almost any occasion. I swiftly made my way to my garage to find a silver, dented up car, this is my first, and probably last car. That is if it makes it long enough. I made sure my brown tie was straight before I stepped into the car. I sat down in the driver's seat and a small squeak escaped the seat when I sat. Had I really gained that much weight? I looked down at my stomach and grabbed my fat. Crap. Stupid addictive fast-food! I curse the day thee was invented! No I don't, I'm just joking! Don't go away my beloved!
I put the key in the ignition and started the car. I seriously need a new muffler. I dashed off to the meeting in my loud, and obnoxious car. then again, that's how everyone sees me, car like owner, and vice versa, right? After a bumpy, loud car ride I made it to the meeting. Late. I rushed into the meeting in a hurry. My stomach cringed, this is not how I planned today to happen! I swung the door open 'I'm so sorry I'm late!' I exclaimed panting. They all looked at me like I was from an alien planet. I quickly searched around the room for an empty seat, and took the first one I saw. I wouldn't be leading this meeting because i was late, but there's always next time. I sighed and rested my head in my hand and stared down at the table.
Lucas's voice is so monotone, I'm surprised I haven't died of boredom yet. Looking for something interesting, my eyes started to wonder the room. I looked at the other end of the long, oval shaped table to find Arthur and Franccis. man, I missed them. They were both holding hands. Why did this upset me so much? My face turned a resilient red as I looked at the two of them. My mind was filled with images of me and Arthur as the two holding hands, but then I flashed back into reality that it was really Franccis. His name sounded disgusting. I let out a sigh of annoyance and rest my head on my hand once again. I tried to focus on Lucas's presentation, I really did, but I just couldn't. Arthur and Franccis...how the hell did that happen? I clenched my fist and my eye brows furrowed. Am I...in love with Arthur? My heart rate shot up to a thousand a second. No, it can't be...never in a million years, no! I looked over at him once again to find myself getting lost in his eyes. I hope no one's noticed. His bushy eye brows, those sparkling green eyes, his oddly small nose that framed his paradisiac face just right.
I shook my head, slapping my face with my bangs. Snap out of it, Amelia! My stomach tensed up and I had the urge to slap myself. I pushed some air out of my stomach, that always helps me. But not this time.
Stay tuned for chapter two!
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