Okay, it was 4:20 in the morning and I was at my Dad's house and I was just about to go to sleep when 'Break my Heart' by Clare Bowditch comes onto my iPod and being the insufferable fan girl I am I start thinking about Amy and Ian. So I get my little book where I write all my fan fiction and I write this. It's just off the top of my head so it's probably not that good. I don't own the 39 Clues.
Amy Cahill was sitting in a dark dingy corner of a cave in Korea. Chances are she would never get out.
How could you?
Ian Kabra had trapped her in there. And Dan and Uncle Alistair. They were busy looking for a way out. Amy had given up. They were probably going to die in there and no one would know. Or care.
How could you?
He broke her heart. Amy hadn't known Ian for very long but she had like him a lot. Had. She had liked him before she had found out he was a lying, backstabbing piece of trash. Well she had already known that, just…forgotten. He had kissed her. He had kissed her then broken heart. Amy was crying now. Little tears though.
"How could you break my heart?" she whispered into the darkness.