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Chucky's Curse
Chapter Twenty-One
To Charles and Tiffany's relief, Amber's eyes immediately flashed back to her original color again. The teenager began to cry and Charles knew he couldn't just sit there and watch. He clambered to the back of the car and gently scooted Andy over. He sat next to Amber and put his arms around her. Tiffany watched sadly, occasionally glancing out the window every few seconds.
"Amber," he told her softly, "you have nothing to be guilty about."
Amber did not reply. She was a little startled to have Charles arms around her, but it was actually comforting. It felt like an eternity to her since she felt wanted and cared for. So, she accepted the embrace and put her arms around him, nuzzling her head into his chest.
"Yes I do," she murmured.
"Amber, look at me."
Amber pursed her lips. She hesitantly put her head up and stared into Charles icy blue orbs. The same eyes she had been terrified to stare into a few years ago.
"You're a good person who made horrible mistakes, but that's how we are," Charles said. "We're human. We're not perfect. Nobody is but God. He made us have flaws, because he wanted us to make mistakes. He wanted us to accept these mistakes and attempt to improve them in order to make ourselves a better person. Amber, you killed ONE person, a person who is alive and well right this second. I've killed tons who don't have a chance of coming back. I'm not kicking myself over it though. Besides, Jaycee would've reacted the same way whether you did kill Tiffany or not. Please. Don't let that guilt come over you. Bella can't handle it any longer and I know you can't either."
Amber registered what he had just told her. She was at loss for words. Her eyes averted from his gaze. After a few seconds, Amber had made her decision.
"Okay," She told him.
Just like that, she felt free. Like a gigantic weight had been taken off her shoulders. She seemed to breathe better, she seemed to suddenly want to just laugh for no apparent reason. She wanted to run around and blast music and dance and ride on someone's back. She just had this urge to completely let go and just live her life.
Charles smiled down at her. "Feel better?"
Amber tackled him down and hugged him tight. Charles and her burst out laughing, and Tiffany joined in.
"Thank you so, so much," Amber told him.
"No problem," Charles chuckled. "Now get off me, Barclay, your dad still needs a hospital trip."
Andy was in the middle of getting surgery. Charles and Amber (Tiffany had to be left in the car) were outside waiting. Charles could tell Amber was anxious and a little scared; she wouldn't stop tapping her foot.
"Don't be scared, he'll be fine," Charles assured her.
Amber bit her lip. "I hope."
She looked to the side for a moment, and almost had a heart attack at what she saw.
Isabella Rita Armstrong was leaning against the wall at the end of the hallway. She had her hair up in a high ponytail and she was dressed in a black v-neck, leopard skinny jeans, and her black Doc Martens. She winked when she saw Amber, and gestured for her to follow her.
"Um," Amber stood, "I'm gonna go use the bathroom, okay?"
Charles look concerned, but nodded. "Alright. Hurry back."
Amber nodded and sprinted down the hallway. She followed Bella into an employee bathroom.
"Why are you here?" Amber asked.
Bella smiled. "I wanted to say thank you."
Amber frowned. "For?"
"You finally stopped being guilty," Bella explained. "Your guilt stopped attacking not only you, but me as well. Thank you."
"Oh," Amber realized. "Well... you're welcome." She studied her jeans. "Nice pants."
Bella chuckled. "Thanks. I stole 'em from Khols a half hour ago. I got so excited when I saw 80's clothes were coming back."
Amber grinned. "You stole them?"
"Not exactly. Like, I left money behind, but everyone flipped out because they couldn't see me. You should've seen it - everyone was crying, 'Floating pants, floating pants!' Seriously. Humans these days."
Amber burst out laughing.
Bella approached her and took Amber's hand. "Now, I want to reward you."
Amber stopped laughing and frowned. "What do you mean?"
"You were strong enough to overcome your guilt, now make one wish, I'll see what I can do."
"I can wish for... anything?" Amber asked.
"Anything," Bella nodded.
Amber thought about Tiffany and how she needed a human body. Bella was able to give Charles his original body - why couldn't Bella get Tiffany her own? Without hesitating, Amber made her wish.
"I wish for Tiffany to have her original human body back."
Bella smiled. "Excellent. I'll make sure it happens. Again, thank you, Amber. I wish you the best." She was about to make herself disappear, but Amber interrupted.
"Wait!" Amber cried, and Bella turned. "Will I ever see you again?"
"Of course," Bella replied. She smiled reassuringly, and then she was gone.
When Amber returned back to Charles, she was shocked to see a women hugging him. She had wavy, dirty blonde hair and green eyes. She wore a blank tank top, a leather jacket, black skirt, flower printed leggings, and converse. However, Amber then knew who it was.
"Tiffany," Amber smiled, walking over.
Tiffany and Charles broke apart.
"Hey," She grinned. "This is SO awesome! I finally feel tall again."
Amber chuckled. She looked over at Charles, and saw how happy his expression was. Amber knew she had made the right wish.