Amy
Just not like that. She broke my heart into a thousand little pieces with just four words. I lay there in the dark looking at my ceiling where the long-faded stars resided. For the whole weekend I hadn't bothered with anything; not eating, not showering, not opening the curtains, no nothing. I don't think I've even moved and even Lauren seems worried now. I've refused every single attempt that my mom, Bruce and her have made to get me to interact. I even caught her putting a mirror up to my nose in between my dozing off periods. Time is a little surreal now to tell the truth.
I remember one day a long time ago when Miss Nichols, my kindergarten teacher, called my parents and told them I needed therapy because I was an intense child. In hindsight one can say that she meant well but it wasn't necessarily the way to go about it. They got mad and it was an incident never spoken of again in the Raudenfeld household. My mom briefly considered taking me to see someone when my dad…well…I refused vehemently and she didn't try all that hard. I think Miss Nichols was right though, I've always felt things too much. If that's even a thing, I'm not sure. Now, I'm scared that if I leave the safety of my room it is really going to be the end of me. It most certainly hurts like it is. Ah, teenage drama all wrapped up in feelings of inadequacy, embarrassment and rejection.
Both Karma and Shane had been blowing up my phone with calls and texts but I didn't bother. A few hours ago my battery died anyways. Catatonic! That's the word I've been trying to remember. I told my best friend I'm in love with her, she proceeded to reject me and now I'm catatonic. Ha, at least I'm still capable of complex sentences. God, I just want this hurt to go away. I have to find a way to make it go away
Karma
"Come on! Pick up, pick up, pick up!" Karma had woken up with a start from an already fitful sleep. She'd been having the worst kind of nightmare but all of a sudden this feeling creeped up on her and jolted her upwards. Amy was in trouble. She could feel it deep in her bones; it was unexplainable.
The blonde had mostly ignored her calls and texts all weekend and now it went straight to voice mail which is why she was now calling Lauren. "Hello?"
"Lauren! Thank God! Go check on Amy, now!"
"I did, five minutes ago. She's as wrecked as you left her, asshole!"
"I don't fucking care if you left her room two seconds ago, go check on her right now! Damnit! Please, I'm begging you."
"Alright, geez! Calm down bitch!" The auburn haired girl could hear Lauren moving and going up the stairs while calling out for her stepsister. "Amy! You OK? Amy?"
There were a few seconds of silence and then, a blood-curling scream. Karma felt her heart drop into her stomach.