Hello Readers, I'm sorry again for the late update, my wrighters block is really acting up. Hopefully it will get better after this. So here is another chapter, and you all get to see some special things although it might not seem like it. I hope you enjoy it.

~RegoWolf

Chapter 21

Amie took a deep breath and kept her eyes on the road, she refused to admit this to Alexander, but his 370z was nothing like Liz's jeep. Nonetheless, she refused to have her mood spoiled by not having the chance to drive her dream car. Behind the wheel her fingers kept twitching and her heart banged against her ribs in a fast rhythm.

"Amie, are you okay?" Alexander asked. Her heart beat seems a little fast.

"Yeah, I'm perfect, after all you let me drive," Amie said with a smile and tried to swallow her fear of crashing. Instead she tried to focus on other things, like the location.

Amie did not know why but she felt more than eager to show Alexander. However, she was a little confused, not even a half hour ago she found even the though hard to think about but now she could not wait to drive onto the parkway and show Alexander all the wonders.

Amie took another deep calming breath and turned into the final street that held their destination, "Amie, I hope you know we're in a neighborhood," Alexander pointed out and Amie let out a knowing smile.

"I know, I don't make random turns just to make them," Amie said lightly pushing down the breaks. "We made a deal right?"

Alexander raised a curious eyebrow, "A deal?"

Amie let out a light laugh, "It must be really easy for Michael and Ash to get away with a lot of things if you just forget about stuff after only thirty minutes." Alexander's face only got a little more confused. Amie shook her head with the smile still on her face. "Alexander, as a result of my clumsiness in the bowling alley, it is my honor to show you the house I grew up in." With a satisfied smile Amie opened the door and stepped outside. "We made a bet that whoever lost would have to take the other person to their house, and I lost."

Alexander stared at the house in astonishment, it was nothing big. As a matter of fact it was probably only one hundredth of Liz's house. "Amie, you really didn't have to, I am fully aware that if you hadn't slipped you would have beaten me." Alexander pointed out.

"Well there is no turning back now, besides you can't go home looking like that." Amie said gesturing at all the blood and holes on his clothes and face. "So let's go inside and get you cleaned up." Without waiting for a reply Amie walked to the front door and pulled out her keys.

It all seemed too weird like nothing was real. Amie promised herself the first day her dad beat her that she would never date or bring anyone to her house, but her she was doing both in one day. God, I am such a hypocrite, Amie pointed out to herself. She took in a deep breath of air and then turned the knob, what awaited her nearly made her knees buckle.

She saw her house as clean as can be; she actually saw the floor and could find no sigh of either a blood or alcohol stains. The T.V was dusted and all the dishes were washed. What the hell had gotten into my father while I was gone, she thought.

"Whoa," Alexander said staring at the interior like it was a masterpiece. "If my house is ever this clean it's because we were either moving in or out."

Amie gave the house one more look and found no sign of a box or bag for him to move all of his stuff. "C'mon let's get you some clothes to change into." Amie said grabbing Alexander's sleeve and pulled him into her parents' room. She knew that her father's clothes were the only ones that would fit him.

She opened the room to only be surprised again. She found nothing on the floor, and the bed made. Only one thing was out of place and it was the folded clothes on the edge of the bed. With a raised eyebrow she picked up the clothes and looked at them, then at Alexander. Instead of being surprised, like she should have, she just let out a worn out sigh. The clothes were her dad's old ones he wore when Amie was little. He out grew them and her mom put them in the top of their closet for storage.

"Here, try these on; I'm sure they'll fit you." Amie said throwing the clothes at him. "I'll be in the room across the hall if you need anything." With that she left the room, leaving Alexander both confused and worried.

Amie slowly walked down the hall and towards her old room, trying her best to suppress her over flowing memories of her parents. When she entered she found new sheets on her bed and totally bare walls. She also saw that some parts of the walls had been newly painted. Her best guess was that someone punched them and then tried to fix it. She walked over to her bed and sat in is. It even feels different, Amie observed. What was dad doing to the house? Amie thought. Amie let out another sigh, it's probably best to ignore it.

Amie pulled out her sketch book from her purse and then got a mechanical pencil. She did not know what she was planning on drawing; she just wanted something to do to distract her. So her hand moved around the page and Amie let her thoughts wonder. She never thought about one thing for too long or let her brain think of all the times she found herself crying in this very room.

Amie did not know when or how it happened but after a while she realized that her hand stopped moving. She looked down and felt like she was going to break down.

"It's beautiful," Alexander said behind her. Amie practically jumped out of her skin. "Are those your parents?"

Amie did not look at him; she did not want him to see how depressed she actually was. She looked at her drawing again; it looked like a perfect family picture. Her dad was sitting on his favorite chair with her mom sitting on one of the arms, while Amie was sitting right on her dads lap. "Yeah, it was before my mom started to tell people she could sense auras." Amie let out a deep breath to try to get rid of the tears that were only a few seconds from falling. "Everything just seemed so perfect back then, but now it just seems like a distant dream."

There was a long awkward silence that made Amie a little twitchy. She was fully aware of Alexander's thoughts but decided to ignore them and instead study her drawing, which to her seemed like a bad idea considering the overflowing emotions that seemed ready to explode.

Finally she cracked, "You want to go outside?" Amie asked although after thinking about it seemed like that was also a bad idea.

"Sure that seems like a great idea." Alexander said forcing a smile. Amie knew that he felt guilty for bringing her there.

Amie tried her hardest to push down all her despair and fear, and just focus on Alexander's feelings. "C'mon, I think you'll like it," Amie stated although she doubted her own words. She grabbed Alexander's hand and dragged him towards the back door.

Please don't let it be too damaged, Amie prayed and prayed, If not for me then pleas, for Alexander. Amie looked back at him and felt his guilt. When they reached the back door Amie did not even give one negative thought about what she may find, instead she just grabbed the door knob and pulled.

What awaited them made Amie's heart stop, and her jaw drop, "Whoa." Alexander stated, and Amie totally agreed.

The backyard was breathtakingly beautiful. Amie looked all around her and only found a wide variety of flowers that ranged from bleach white roses to bright yellow tulips. Why on earth would dad do this? Amie kept thinking to herself but found no answer, only more questions.

"Amie, did you do all this?" Alexander asked looked at all the flowers in astonishment.

"No, I haven't been back here in about two weeks. Only my dad could have done this," Amie pointed out, "However it's most likely that he would mow everything over than do something as dramatic as this."

Amie looked around and saw the perfect batch of flowers. With a wide smile she looked over her shoulder to find Alexander still looking around at all the flowers. Sneaking off, she went and grabbed some flower shears and headed towards the batch. As quickly as she could she cut off thirteen flowers and tried her best to avoid the thorns. When she was finally done she let herself smile with pride.

"Alexander?" Amie called out turning around to find Alexander looking at the white roses.

"Yeah?" He said a second before he looked up to find a bouquet of yellow flowers with red tips barley and inch away from his face.

"Here, it's my thanks for taking me out today, I really appreciate it."

Alexander looked at the roses with both astonishment and gratitude. "Thanks, what do they mean?" Alexander asked.

Amie smiled with joy, "Friendship," and that I'm falling in love with you. Amie felt her heart skip a beat by simply thinking about it.

Really? Alexander thought. Then Amie noticed that the thought stopped there.

Damn it, I'm being blocked again. Amie thought with aggravation but did not question Alexander about it.

Really? Alexander thought to himself, while looking at the flowers, just friendship? Then realization hit him, whoa, what am I thinking! Of course she just wants to be friends. After all why would she fall in love with something like me?

Because you think she won't. Alexander's heart stopped.

Liliana, please not now. Alexander thought back to her, and to his surprise she stayed quiet.

After being pulled back to reality he saw Amie's face, it looked somewhat angry. Alexander was about a split second away from asking Amie what was wrong when suddenly a loud ringing noise stopped him in his tracks.

He realized that it was his phone and quickly felt his pockets for the ringing device with his one free hand. Finally he got it and without looking at the caller ID answered it.

"Alex, where are you," Ash spoke through the Phone, "Ben is both worried and angry. You really shouldn't have skipped school."

"Sorry, but I needed to get away from school for a while, how bad is it?" Alexander asked although he already knew the answer.

"It's bad enough that you may want to hide everything you treasure before he crushes it, that includes your car," Ash said and Alexander knew that only half of it was just her messing around.

"Alright I'll try to hurry, but I can't promise anything."

"Okay, just warn me when your close to being home, I want to get a good distance away."

Alexander let out a small chuckle, "Okay, see you later."

"Bye!" She said in her usual happy tone and hung up the phone.

Alexander let out a sigh, and turned around to find Amie with disappointment all over her face. He opened his mouth to apologize but she put up her hand to stop him.

"It's okay; there is no need to explain I heard everything." Amie put on a sad smile. "C'mon, let's go before you get in anymore trouble."

Everything was awkward and to Amie a little depressing. She knew the day couldn't last forever and then when it did her heart felt a little numb. Then the thought that Alexander got in trouble made her heart feel heavy with guilt. "I'm staying at Liz's house today," and longer, "and it's not that far so I can walk." Amie said. As much as she wanted to stay with him, even for just another few seconds, she did not want Alexander to see Adrian, or for Adrian to see him.

"Don't be ridicules what kind of gentleman would I be if I let you walk home when I have a car to drive you home in." Amie opened her mouth to argue but Alexander simply grabbed her hand and dragged her towards his car. Amie wanted to pull away but the feeling of her hand inside of his made the thoughts fly right out of her head. Before she even knew it she found herself ion the passenger side of Alexander's 370z. "Okay where are we going?" Alexander asked setting the roses carefully in a small box in the back seat.

"It's not that far, really I can walk." Amie said.

Alexander looked at her with an eyebrow roused. I'm not going to watch you walk away like last time. He thought and Amie got a flash of herself walking away and she felt regret and confusion course through her, although both emotions did not belong to her.

Amie let out a sigh, "Okay," Alexander let out a smile and started the car.

Alexander felt pride and relief course thought him. Pride because he finally got Amie to let him drive her home, and relief because now he knew she would be safe at Elizabeth's house. However when he finally found himself in front of Elizabeth's huge mansion, which did confuse him a bit, he felt a wave of sadness wash over him knowing that his day with Amie was over.

"I-I'll see you tomorrow," Amie stuttered, "You better get home before you get into even more trouble." Before Alexander could tell her good bye, she was already out of the car and walking towards the mansion.

Alexander was half tempted to get out and tell her, but decided it was probably best to leave her. He let out and exhausted sigh and started the car and headed home.

Thanks everyone for reading and for your awesome reviews last time, I'll update the next chapter as soon as I can, but it will still take a while. Oh, and happy mothers day to any mother who's reading this. And please review and help me get inspiration.

~RegoWolf