Prologue
Emma sat in the corner of Ingledew's, a book in her hand, and her head in the clouds.
Her Aunt Julia was working the till in the book store part of there living quarters. Occasionally the bells would ring signaling the arrival of a costumer and each time Emma would jump up hoping it was one of her friends. Each time she was disappointed and she nestled herself back into the chair.
Her eyes were fixed on the window watching the drops of rain trail down the window pain. Almost like racing each other; but Emma knew that they couldn't think, couldn't comprehend the pain she was going through at the moment. Nobody could, nobody even notice she was in pain or that she, Emma, even existed anymore. Emma wasn't sure if she liked it that way or not. She tried so hard for their forgiveness but they wouldn't listen. She never knew them to be like that, but to protect themselves from the dark side I guess they had to.
That's when Julia poked her head into the room, "Emma you should go outside, find someone…" Julia stuttered, she hadn't seen the lot of them for awhile but she had a feeling it had something to do with Emma's behavior, Emma being fifteen she learnt not to ask what was wrong knowing Emma would come to her if she needed to talk. "or something to do. Go to a movie, or the mall! Wait a moment. I think I have some money-" Julia dug through her purse.
"It's okay Auntie really, I am perfectly content….ummm….reading" Emma looked at the pages all looking blank to her sorrow filled eyes, that's when she realized it was upside down.
Julia smirked, "I didn't know you liked reading novels upside down!" Emma was grateful for even the smallest joke on her aunt's part she has been rather down, Emma kept beating herself up for that one. It was all her fault.
"Auntie….I have to um go." Emma rushed upside, her aunt at her heels. Emma turned into the small bathroom that barely two people could fit into. Emma got down on her knees in front of the lou. She started to vomit. Feeling dizzy she stood up and rinsed her mouth by the sink. She didn't let tears overcome her yet though. No that was saved for when she was all alone in her bedroom; again. Olivia hadn't talked to her in weeks, nor Charlie, or Fido, Gabe, Sander, or she shuddered, Tancred. Tears threatened to spill over the barricades she had built up on her eyelids. In the last couple days she had been so good at keeping her tears in she could even ware mascara again.
"I am tired, I am going to bed Auntie." Emma used a tone not to be argued with.
Aunt Julia, Emma thought, looked rather pail and weak. She hasn't been able to handle herself lately. Emma knew her eyes wouldn't last so she quickly shut the door or the bathroom in her aunt's face.
Hope you all enjoyed it, chapter one on the way. If you liked this one make sure to read Confusions (also by me) and Sea of Emotions (which I haven't updated due to lack of comments). But make sure to check out my other work :) And COMMENT!
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