"You stormed out of the room?" Ralph asked, not liking where I was going with the conversation. I rolled my eyes, thankful that he couldn't see, and adjusted the phone against my shoulder.
"Obviously." My voice was underlined with sarcasm and from his scoff, I knew he had caught it. I blew against my toenails, wanting to dry them faster so I could add another coat.
"Why would you do that?" I used my telekinesis to lift the brush and go over each toenail again. I shrugged before realizing that he was on the phone... and couldn't see me.
"I don't like fighting with him and if I hadn't have left the room, it would've went on for a few hours." I hissed when I lost concentration and accidentally painted the skin a metallic silver.
"So what about the wedding?" Ralph sighed and I could practically see him rubbing his forehead in frustration.
"I dunno."
"Shouldn't you at least know about that? You're supposed to get married in three weeks!"
"Look, don't get pissed at me because Lash doesn't understand that girls are allowed to have sex before they're married!" I twisted the lid back onto the nail polish bottle and held the phone back against my ear. "I'm sorry, Ralph. I just-" I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "I don't know what to do at this point."
"Talk to him and apologize."
"Apologize? You want me to apologize to that assho-"
"Apologize." I could hear Ralph grit his teeth.
"Fine! Okay, I'll do it."
"Good. And if it doesn't work, I'm sorry." I smiled; thank God for having a friend like Ralph. If I didn't have him and Frankie, I'd probably be dead by now.
"Thanks, Ralph." I put the corded phone back into it's place, unwinding my hand from the spiral cord. I stood and walked across the cold wooden floor towards my door. When I opened the door Frankie was standing against the wall across from me.
"Ralph call?" She pushed herself off of the wall with her foot and walked down the hallway with me.
"I called him. I needed some advice." She didn't look offended that I hadn't went to her instead. She knew that Ralph wasn't biased unlike her, who would easily take my side, and he'd tell me something that could help.
"Good. Now get in there." She stopped and pushed me towards Lash's door. I knocked as she started to walk away towards her and James' room.
"Go away." Lash murmured from behind the door. I knocked again and got the same reaction. I tried to twist the knob only to find that he had locked it.
"Dammit Lash." I hissed to myself, using my telekinesis to unlock the door from his side. I opened it only to be stopped again.
"You're not getting in here so easily Amazon." Lash growled. I could see through the inch of space between the door and it's frame. Lash was standing across the room with his arms stretched out and pressing against the door.
"I don't want to do this Lash, but you're giving me no other choice." I stepped back and used my super strength to kick the door. It snapped in half and fell to the ground. He glared at me from the ground and stood back up, brushing off the front of his shirt.
"Was my locking the door not as obvious as I had tried to make it? I didn't want to talk to you!" He shouted, stepping away from me.
"Don't you dare act like this is my fault!" I walked closer and he kept walking further away.
"It is your fault! You could've easily told me, but you didn't! What else are you hiding? Is your name really Amazon? Do you have some kid out there that I don't know about? Please enlighten me because I don't feel like I know you as well as I thought I did!" I had to hold back from screaming.
"Have I asked you who you've had sex with? No, I haven't. It wasn't any of your business to begin with. Is this some kind of male thing? Something about dominance, perhaps. Because I don't see the big deal!" I shouted out. I threw a book from the computer desk at him, not wanting to hit him directly. It landed beside him and he glared even harder.
"I had the right to know that I'm engaged to a whore." I froze when he said the word. Never, not once, has he ever insulted me like that. Sure, he's called me plenty of names before- but he was joking then.
"Well you don't have to worry about that anymore." I started to slide the engagement ring down my finger before I took a good look at it. "Because this whore doesn't want to be engaged to a jackass like you anyway." I sat the ring down on the computer desk and started to leave.
"Amazon, I'm sor-"
"Pack your stuff up. I want you out of here by tomorrow." I blinked back the tears and walked towards James and Frankie's room, ready to break down. I ran the rest of the way and opened the door, shutting it behind me and locking it. I pressed my head against the door and sobbed, wiping some of the escaping tears away. I turned back around to see James playing some sort of video game and Frankie reading a book on their bed.
"Oh baby," Frankie stood and grabbed my hand, pulling me onto the bed beside her. "What's wrong?" She pushed the hair out of my face as I let out another strangled cry.
"H-he called me a-a-a," I sucked in a breath. "A whore." I started crying again and she pulled me against her even tighter than before. "So I gave him the ring and told him to leave." I mumbled against her shirt.
"Oh honey." She kissed the top of my head. "It'll be okay. By tomorrow this whole thing will be blown over and you and Lash will be back to planning your wedding." I shook my head.
"No," I sniffled. "I'm not forgiving him that easily. Not this time. The wedding is off for good." I wiped my cheeks and sat up straighter. "I need to get out of this house for awhile. Out of this zip code even. I'm gonna stay at Will's for the weekend, he'll let me. Just don't tell anyone where I'm going." Frankie nodded and James did the same.
"I can legally make him a sex offender in 32 states, if you'd like." James offered, shrugging as he slid his headset down his neck.
"As great as that sounds," I let out a laugh. "I think I'll refuse."
"Your loss." He turned the pause off his game and continued to slay... zombies? I think. Something that was green and creepy looking.
"You have our word." Frankie stated, handing me a pillow. "For tonight, you can sleep in here. James, turn the damn game down!" She hissed, throwing a stuffed bear at him. I laughed again and nodded.
"Thanks." Frankie shrugged and gave me a half smile.
I love having such great friends.
Today is my seventeenth birthday... Yay. : )
Haha.
Anyway, Review thanks to:
Writerandreader, Amelia's powers were too strong and had to be taken away by the fates.
Talis Rudair, Warren was there for Bobby- I should've elaborated on that.
SailorBoo, my sister has been having me watch Bones with her. I like it, it's funny. Lol.
Samwich520.
Additional note: Seeing as I have written the 'fates' into this story, it probably has some of you under the impression that I am an atheist. I had no idea that it appeared that way until I reread it and thought about it the other night. I am in no way, shape or form, an atheist. So to elaborate- I am a Christian who likes Greek/Roman mythology so much that she incorporated the legendary life deciding 'Fates' into her story. But I'm not a hardcore Christian who believes that Republicans should rule the world and that gays should be put in cages and not be allowed to marry. I'd probably dub myself either an Independent or a Democrat (although I'm completely AGAINST abortion). But anyway, enough of that heavy stuff! I just wanted to clear that up.
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-Cwarnic93
