Author's Note: I know the last chapter ended abruptly, but due to forces beyond my control, mainly my little sister, I couldn't finish it and had to post it incomplete. Here's the rest, or what I remember of the rest. The Italics are Amaya's thoughts unless otherwise specified.
***The Next Morning***
Amaya woke up not knowing where she was. Where am I? Oh, that's right, momma and poppa died. I'm at Releena Peacecraft's house. Wait, no I'm not. There's sand out my window. Amaya looks around the room trying to find something that would trigger her memory. Ugh, now I know. Releena left me after three minutes. I'm at the Winner mansion. I wonder what time it is. Is Releena up? Milliardo? Do they notice I'm gone? Do they care? I guess I won't get any answers just sitting here. There's a knock at the door.
"Yes?" Amaya asked.
"It's me, Quatre. Can I come in?" Quatre asked with a muffled voice.
"Sure," Amaya answered. Maybe I will find out by just sitting here. Quatre walks in. At first he blushes by seeing Amaya in her pajamas, but he goes ahead and sits on her bed.
"What do you want?" Amaya asked.
"I wanted to see if you're all right. You were screaming last night," Quatre said with concern in his tone and eyes.
"I was? Funny, I usually remember those dreams. I don't remember a thing from last night. Have you heard anything from Releena or Milliardo?"
"No. I think you were screaming something about your father and mother. It made me remember when my father died." Amaya suddenly had a flood of memories. She remembered everything from two nights ago.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. It must be hard. No offense, but I wish I didn't understand your pain," Amaya said. She was staring into space.
"I understand. Are you okay?"
"No. I'm not. The events keep playing over and over and over," Amaya said as she continued to stare.
"Do you want to talk about it? That might help," Quatre suggested.
"Sure. We were at a charity function for AIDS. Everything was going as it normally does. You know, photographers everywhere along with the press. I was sort of complaining to my parents about how I hated the place. They would just wave their hands at the reporters and smile. Out of the side of their mouths, they would tell me how I should be glad to be able to help others. I do enjoy helping others, I just don't feel the whole world needs to know what I did. I knew not everyone liked my parents, but I thought they weren't that bad. I yelled at my father off camera and told him I wanted to go home and never talk to him. When my mother tried to comfort me, I pushed her away and told her to 'find her own daughter. She only found me, she didn't care about me. I was just a pet.' They let me be that way. They turned around and started to go into the event. I turned around to say something else when there were two loud noises. My parents fell to the ground. I ran up to them and somehow I automatically new they wouldn't make it, so I told them I love them. I hugged them both. Then, they said they wish they could see my wedding day and that they loved me too. They closed their eyes and never opened them again. I was still holding their hands. They died holding each other and my hand," Amaya said. By now, she was severely crying.
"It's okay. At least you got to tell them you love them. I never got a chance," Quatre said as he hugged Amaya. Amaya kept crying for at least an hour. She abruptly stopped.
"What's the matter?" Quatre asked.
"I'm hungry. Even when I was upset, my mother made sure to make me stop and eat, so I think I should get breakfast now," Amaya said.
"Well, now it's lunch," Quatre laughed trying to lighten the mood.
"It is? Wow, I never knew I could cry that long," Amaya commented. Quatre left the room so Amaya could get dressed. That didn't take long since she put on a tank top she found lying in her suitcase. She threw on a pair of baggy pants. When she went out into the hallway, Quatre was walking down talking to Rashid.
"Amaya! We heard from Releena," Quatre said, cringing a little.
"You did? What did she say?" Amaya asked, not really wanting to hear the news.
"She would like for you to go back right away. I think you should," Quatre said.
"I guess I have to go then. I have a little bag packed, so I'll go get it," Amaya said trying to be cheerful. Amaya turns into the room, grabs the bag, and walks back out into the hall.
"Miss Amaya, we have already prepared a plane for you to leave in," Rashid informed.
"Thank you, I appreciate it," Amaya thanked. I have to go back? So soon? I like it here. Well, I suppose I must go back. After all, they are my brother and sister. Amaya was boarding the plane when Quatre came up behind her.
"Hey, Releena said Milliardo wanted me to come too," Quatre said. He didn't look too happy to be going. Probably because he'll have to face Milliardo. From what I've heard, I don't want to either. Amaya got on the plane and sat next to Quatre.
"So…what do you think's gonna happen to us?" Amaya asked.
"I don't know about you, but I'm going to be happy if I leave the house alive after seeing Milliardo," Quatre said.
"Oh," Amaya said, "Sorry I got you in this mess. I kinda just wanted to be left alone at first, but when they did leave me alone, I didn't like it. So I sort of used you to get back at them."
"I guess I understand," Quatre commented, "It isn't the first time I was used to get back at people."
"I didn't mean it that way…."
"I know. You just thought you wanted to be left alone when you really wanted someone to hear you out and understand how you feel."
"Yea, thanks for being there for me."
"No problem."
"So. Who else used you to get back?"
"Well….."
***At the Peacecraft Mansion***
Amaya and Quatre got back to the mansion in record time. It only took three hours. Three hours!? Sure, when I need to get between the two houses, it's the longest time, six hours. But when I don't want to go between the two houses, it takes half that time! Great! Just my luck! Amaya walked up and rang the bell. A servant answered this time instead of Releena.
"Hello, Miss Amaya, Mister Winner. Let me take you to Miss Releena and her brother," the servant sneered. Boy, is everyone in this house against me? I leave for less than a day and suddenly I'm the bad child! They're all against me. Wait, if this is how the servants are acting towards us, how will Releena and Milliardo be? Quatre and Amaya followed the servant to the third floor and down the hall to where the two older siblings were waiting. Amaya hesitated before she knocked on the door that was in front of her face. I guess it's too late to run away and never return. Amaya knocked on the door and heard a muffled 'come in'. She cringed as she opened the door and walked in the room. Milliardo was sitting behind a desk and Releena was standing next to him. A woman Amaya didn't recognize stood on the other side of Milliardo. None of them looked too particularly pleased. In fact, Amaya was beginning to feel the same way as Quatre. If she got out of this room alive, she'd be happy.
"Amaya, am I correct that you left the mansion without telling anyone?" asked Releena.
"I did leave a note," Amaya responded.
"And you helped her, Quatre? You took her to your house?" Releena asked.
"I did take her to my house," Quatre said.
"Amaya, will you please step out?" Milliardo asked. Amaya was going to protest, but she thought it would be better if she did as he asked. She left the room, making sure to close the door. If they think I'm just going to sit here while they yell at Quatre, they've got another thing coming. Amaya pushed her head up against the door to hear the conversation.
"How could you?! You had no right!" Milliardo yelled, "She just got here and you take her to your mansion?! What did you do to her? You didn't make a pass at her did you? Cause if you did…"
"I would never do that! How could you accuse me of such a thing?! She came to this house and…" Quatre defended.
"Left with you! Quatre, I thought I could trust you! I can't believe you would do such a thing!" Releena interrupted. Amaya heard a servant coming so she stepped away from the door. She didn't get a chance to hear the rest because as soon as she was the only one in the hall again, Quatre came out. Amaya couldn't look at him. She heard the woman tell her to come in the room. Amaya did so.
"Listen, I know you just got here, so I'll let you in on a secret. Never, and I mean never, leave like that again! Do you understand?" Milliardo asked.
"Yes" Amaya answered.
"Quatre didn't 'make a move' on you, did he?" asked Releena.
"Of course not"
"Then you may go," Milliardo said, but Amaya didn't leave.
"Why am I getting off the hook? I did the same thing as Quatre. It's not like he forced me to go!" Amaya asked.
"You don't understand all the rules here…" Milliardo started.
"Oh! Are you saying that in America I'm allowed to just leave? Because I wasn't, and I did leave a note. If you didn't know where I was, you could've read the note!" Amaya exclaimed.
"You just got here. I hadn't had a chance to even see you! I didn't want the first time we met for me to be punishing you!" Milliardo said.
"Well it is! Or at least it should be! I saw Releena for three minutes before she went to see you in a meeting. Three minutes! I never saw you yesterday, and don't say 'that's because you left with Quatre to his mansion'. I went outside and talked with the Gundam pilots. For some reason, they had to go. Quatre was the only one left who would talk to me! He took me around the mansion. He answered my questions about my new siblings to the best of his knowledge. We ate lunch together when neither one of you showed up! Then we talked some more, and you didn't even come for dinner. Well, Quatre had to leave. He had to do some business back in the Middle East. I hadn't seen either one of you, and it didn't look like you'd be coming out anytime soon. So I decided to go with him and return when you actually made time for me! We had a lovely dinner at his house. I woke up this morning and was told I had had nightmares the night before. When I finally remembered what the dream was about, which by the way was me remembering the night my mother and father died, he held me while I cried in his arms. He was there and you were not! Quatre didn't even have to come today. You have no authority over him. I was very impressed, you apparently weren't. In America, the boy would just say 'forget you!' and be on his way. You seem to see the fault of us, and not yours!" Amaya exclaimed, then she turned around and slammed the door as she left.
"Well, she does have a point," Noin said.
"I never thought of it that way," Releena said, "She did leave a note."
"Well, at least she's not afraid to stand up and let the truth be heard. I guess that's a good thing. It can be a menace sometimes though," Milliardo thought.
***Back in the hall***
Amaya ran down the hall and out into the yard. She ran into the garden and found a tree that was in the back. Now she really wanted to be by herself. How could they think such things? This is not how I thought the meeting would go. I hate them! I'd go back with Quatre, but I don't want to get him in more trouble. Like he would take me this time. I wish I could just go back to America. My brothers, real brothers, would understand. These people don't understand. I'm just another twist in their ever-growing family plot. It's like they're the only ones who have a problem. Like I just took this idea in with open arms.
***In the mansion***
Quatre was waiting for his limo to pick him up.
"Quatre?"
"Yes?" Quatre asked.
"I'd like to apologize for what Milliardo and I said in the room," Releena said, "We were just worried I guess, and never asked you what happened. Amaya told me you were there for her this morning when she broke down. I appreciate that."
"It's okay. I understand what she's going through. You must also. You were just afraid of what could happen to her. I'd probably be the same way if something happened to one of my sisters," Quatre said.
"Miss Releena, Amaya's missing. We've looked throughout the house and yard. She's nowhere to be found," a servant said, out of breath from running, "Milliardo and Miss Noin are looking on the streets right now."
"Where could she have gone?" Releena asked.
" I think I know. She's probably in the garden. That's the only place besides the mansion that she knows," Quatre said.
"Well, we'll send servants to look there," Releena said.
"No!" Quatre stopped, "If you want to get closer to her, I think you should go look yourself. I'll go with you."
"Good idea!" Releena said. They ran into the garden and started to search for Amaya. It took them hours to get to the back of the garden and find Amaya.
"Releena"
"Yes?"
"Why can't you have a normal sized garden? Not one that is a hundred times bigger"
"I'm thinking of cutting some of these plants down now," Releena responded, "Look! There she is!" Releena pointed to a figure under a tree who was bunched up in a ball. Releena and Quatre ran up to her.
"Amaya! There you are!" Releena exclaimed.
"You had us scared!" Quatre said. Amaya looked up with her tear-stained cheeks. Her eyes were bloodshot red from crying.
"What do you want?" Amaya asked meekly.
" ::Gasp!:: Amaya! What happened? Have you been crying this whole time?" Releena asked as she and Quatre sat down next to her.
"On and off"
"What's the matter?"
"The world"
"What do you mean?" Releena asked as she put her arms around Amaya.
"It seems I always attract trouble. Throughout my childhood, my friends and pets would die, I was always in trouble, and the nannies never stayed long. When I turned fourteen, it looked like things were changing nothing had died in the past year, I wasn't in trouble as much, and I didn't need a nanny anymore. But that all changed two nights ago, I should have figured that fate was just letting me have a good time so I would have a huge accident. My parents died, I left my brothers, you didn't pay attention to me, I got the only person who was my friend here in trouble, and now… now..," Amaya said.
"It's okay"
"No it's not. I'm not usually like this. I hate crying."
"It doesn't show a sign of weakness, you know"
"I do know, I hate how people treat you, what you look like afterwards, the way you feel…" Amaya said. Releena and Quatre began to laugh a little.
"What? What'd I say?" Amaya asked.
"Just the way you sound describing what happens when you cry," Quatre answered. Amaya began to laugh with them. They stayed at the tree and started to talk and finally all get along. They went back to the mansion. Quatre had to go home. Releena and Amaya went to bed. Noin and Milliardo weren't home yet because they forgot to bring their cell phone. Well, this might work out. Who knows what will happen tomorrow?
This is the end of part two. Should we find out what will happen tomorrow? Or should this be the end of the story? Let me know and r+r
