Hey guys! Here's the second and final part to Fix You. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own the 39 Clues or Fix you by Coldplay
Amy was depressed.
Well.. Anyone could see that she was depressed. But Dan? He could tell that she was absolutely torn apart. Ever since the deaths of Natalie, Alistair, and Evan, her (could you call it?) ex-boyfriend. Everyone thought that, because she had been cheating on him and hadn't even told him, that she was automatically a bitch or a backstabber, but Dan... He knew that she took it all in, although they were saying those things behind her back, and acted as if nothing was wrong, but when the curtain closed and she thought no one could see her? She seemed to die on the inside.
The thing was, Amy had wanted Jake, she had wanted him to love her because of the absence of her "adorkable" boyfriend, but when Evan died? She realized she really needed him instead of Jake. And yet, she stayed with Jake for the past six months. He was the only person she would turn to when she couldn't sleep, though he was in Rome. She'd call him every single night. Dan knew about those because of the call-logs the Command Center received. Dan also knew, that no matter what, Amy felt as if she were living the same day over and over again. Why?
Well, she and Dan woke up every morning, ate breakfast with Nellie, got five hours of tutoring done, went and chatted up at the CCC (Dan did, anyways) and then spent the rest of the day doing school-related stuff. That was it. But lately, something had been going on with Amy. And Dan wanted to find out immediately what it was.
"Bye Dan!"
"Seeya Dan-o."
"Goodbye, Danie-"
"It's Dan," Dan stated, crossing his arms and sending a death glare Ian's way.
After more choruses of goodbye, Dan turned around in his chair, grinning, but that grin quickly slipped off his face into a crooked smile when he saw his sister's face. When had she gotten there? Obviously everyone else had seen her. So why hadn't they said any-
"Amy, wait!" Dan shouted as his sister quickly stood up and ran out of the Center, tears streaming down her face. Seconds ago, her eyes had been wide and glassy looking, her mouth formed into a straight line that made the skin around it looked white, her body ridged and tense. No one had said goodbye to her... Was it beca-no! They couldn't still possibly be hung up on that. But they could. And that was the issue. They were. Amy had not only lost Evan and other family that day-she had lost any and all respect the clue-hunters had had for her, and that couldn't be replaced. She still loved them though.. So what was their issue?
Sighing, Dan turned back to the monitors, thinking.
Dan, again, sighed. What would it take to show the C-H's that Amy wasn't stupid, heartless, and/or a slut, or whatever? Would they ever even spare her a second glance again?
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard sobbing, faint but clear, coming from the room across from his... Otherwise known as the CCC. What was she DOING? Dan thought as he stood up. Quickly, he tore his door open and skid across the marble floors, entering the place where he had heard the crying. And sure enough, curled up in a little ball in the computer chair, was his sister, Amy, her red-brown hair tied into a sloppy bun, her hands clutching the skin around her eyes. Looking up, Dan noticed something that angered him to the point where, in half a second, he felt as if he was going to blow up.
On the screen of the computer monitors, under each family name such as Kabra, Starling, and Holt, there was a call log. But none of them were missed calls-they were all denied calls. That was when Dan realized Amy must have been using her chat account instead of the family one.
"Amy?" he said softly, trudging towards his sister. "Amy, what's wrong?" he asked, although he already knew what was wrong. When Dan had finally reached her, he softly placed a hand on her back and shivered-she was freezing cold. "Amy, answer me."
"I-it's them," she said abruptly, distaste and sadness hanging onto the word 'them.' "I-I attempted t-to c-c-call them and c-confront th-them about what th-they've b-been saying about me. And to a-apologize f-fo-"
"For what?" Dan shouted. "For what, Amy? You haven't done a damn thing wrong!"
"B-but-" Amy attempted to say, but was cut off when Dan continued in a softer voice, "You did nothing wrong, Amy. Nothing. And if they can't see that, then there's obviously something wrong with them."
"Dan?" Amy asked after a moment of silence.
"Yeah?"
"What if-"
"No," Dan stated. "There are no what ifs. There are no 'buts.' There is nothing wrong with you-there is nothing wrong with you. And if they don't believe me... They need to be fixed. Not you, Amy... Not you."
Sorry if it seemed rushed, but it just sorta flew out from my mind to the screen so.. Yeah.
Ya know, after hating on her and cursing her out (in my mind, anyways) I feel really bad for Amy when I read the preview for the upcoming book. I think after her mother accused her of killing her son, it sorta hit her that she didn't really act the way she should've. But hey. The story goes on, right?
Oh, and sorry if anyone seems OOC.
~Lovey