Chapter 9
The next morning I woke up instantly nervous to see Amy. After the way I reacted last night, I know I may well have freaked her out.
I really hope I haven't scared her off by being offended by something so silly. In the heat of the moment, I completely forget I have to react to things the way that Destiny would.
I mean, Destiny even being involved in that type of conversation with Amy was likely to be out of character enough. So adding on top of that when I showed emotion at her saying she wasn't in love with my sister (and by extension - me) she is probably thinking i'm going out of my mind right now.
I'm beginning to think I might be too.
I know I have to face her eventually though. So I get up to prepare myself for the day.
I don't feel up to getting out of my pajamas. What would be the point anyway? Amy probably won't even look at me now.
So I freshen up and make my way towards the living room, expecting to be met with the most awkward situation imaginable.
When I get to the living room I am surprised to find it completely empty. No sign of Amy, no lingering smell of coffee.
No sign of her being here at all, at least not recently anyway.
I decide to go and check her bedroom and if she's not in there I will check the study.
I knock on her door and get no answer so after waiting a few beats, I turn the handle to make my way inside.
I've never been in her room before and as I open the door, I realize just how excited I am to see this private side of her.
I guess I always expected her room to be pretty plain, maybe all in white with the odd picture on the wall or on the bedside table. But I never could have prepared myself for what I found when I walked in.
First of all, her room looks like a rainbow has exploded in here.
It has striking yellow walls, bright blue bed covers, deep red furniture, an orange laptop, dark purple curtains. So much color. And I love it.
It's quirky, it's unusual, but it's beautiful and it absolutely screams Amy.
There are a few pictures in green frames along the walls too and I walk around the room so I can take a look at them.
Most seem to be of Amy through the years with groups of friends or when she was graduating. But the largest frame at the end held in it a picture of what was obviously Amy at around the age of 10 years old. There is a lady standing next to her with her arm around her shoulders. She is the spitting image of Amy and there is no doubt in my mind that this is her Mom.
They both have the biggest smiles on their faces and from their body language they look more like best friends than mother and daughter. It's sad to know from what Amy said last night, that they don't get on like that anymore.
After I've had a little snoop around the room, I decide to leave since Amy obviously isn't in here.
I walk across the hall into her study and it's exactly the same as it was when I first visited this room. Except this time her little red diary is lying open on her desk.
Once again, I can't resist taking a look at what she has wrote.
January 14th 2015
Yesterday was a nightmare of a day.
Destiny was ill most of the day and it was awful. I just wanted to nurse her back to health but I didn't want to overstep the mark.
But I think I might have done so despite my efforts.
You see, at the end of the night everything seemed to be going so well. We were talking about our families and she was opening up to me like she never has before.
I guess that was the real Destiny coming out of her shell after all this time... maybe? I don't know.
Anyway, I found myself finally opening up to her in return and honestly I found it scary how easy it actually was to do that.
But then all of a sudden, she went cold on me and I couldn't for the life of me work out what I had said wrong.
All I know is that I can't face her this morning because she's probably still mad at me and I want to apologize but I don't even know what I've done.
Why is this so complicated all of a sudden?!
Right, I'm off out to work before she wakes up and looks at me in disappointment again. I can't handle it when she looks at me like that.
Oh well, Amy out.
So she's just gone to work early? Well detective Karma has solved the case of the missing Amy.
But now i'm left knowing that not only is she not mad at me, she thinks i'm mad at her.
Well I can't have that can I?
I decided the only way to show Amy i'm not mad at her is to do a nice surprise for her for when she gets in from work.
A cosy movie night in should do. I'll let her pick the film on Netflix and we can have loads of ice cream and donuts and plenty of other treats. It will be great.
I will need to take a trip to the local shop to stock up first though.
I remember seeing one a few blocks away when Amy and I were in the limousine the other night. So I get myself ready and head out towards that store with a spring in my step. Tonight should be good.
I'm a couple of blocks away when I start to notice a couple of people doing a double take when they see me. I'm only now remembering that I look exactly like a person that some people are bound to recognize. And this makes me want to get this shopping trip over as quick as possible.
I reach the store and start picking up the bits and pieces I need for the night ahead, keeping my head down along the way.
I finally get to the check out and breathe a sigh of relief at making it through this experience unscathed when I feel a small tap on my shoulder.
I turn around to face a girl who looks about 15 and is just a little bit shorter than me. She has black hair and looks incredibly nervous.
She speaks in a small voice; "Hey, i'm so so so sorry to bother you and I won't keep you long, I'm sure you have better things to do than talk to me. But I just wanted to say, I'm a big fan of yours and you and Amy are a huge inspiration to me. I've known I was gay for a long time and have always been afraid to come out. But since you two have been together, I've noticed how tolerant everyone has been - including my family. And I managed to build up the courage to finally come out to them all. They took it a lot better than I thought they would and I just can't thank you enough for being such a great role model. I never could have done it without you. Oh my god I'm rambling, this is so embarrassing. I'm so sorry."
I am speechless, this girl has just poured her heart out to me thinking I'm Destiny. And the horrible thing is, is that the relationship that gave her so much courage isn't even real.
I feel so guilty that i'm even involved in this. "I- uhh you're welcome? And you don't have to be sorry. Umm congratulations on being so brave by the way."
She is grinning like mad at me. "Wow, I can't believe I'm speaking to Destiny Ashcroft. Umm this may be pushing it but I was wondering if I could have your autograph?"
"Oh, yeah, sure."
She looks wildly around for something and then pulls a piece of paper and pen out of her pocket and hands them to me.
It seems to be her shopping list. She shrugs when she sees me looking at it. "I have nothing else." She laughs nervously. "So, could you just write 'To Emily, from Destiny' or whatever. I dunno."
I smile at her and nod. Luckily when Destiny and I were younger we would spend hours practicing our signatures so I know hers almost as well as I know my own. I write 'To Emily, you're great and it's an honor to meet you. Well done for staying true to yourself. Love from Destiny Ashcroft.'
I handed the small piece of paper back to her and watched as she read what I wrote. Her face lit up as her eyes skimmed the paper.
When her eyes found mine again, they were brimming with tears. "Thank you, thank you so much. You are the best. Thanks again, bye." And with that she ran off out of the store.
I stood for a second watching the door that she had just disappeared out of. She was so happy. And I made that happen.
That was one of the best feelings I have ever experienced.
I eventually shook it off, payed for my things and made my way out of the store. The walk back was a lot easier than the walk there and I found myself smiling more at passers by.
Today has went surprisingly well.
Now to get back up to the apartment, set the movie night up, and eagerly await Amy's return.
A/N: I've really struggled to get this chapter out so I'm sorry if it's not that good. I don't know how far along this story would be now so I decided to make it about the two week mark. I have big plans for the next chapter so I will try and get that one done ASAP.
