Hi sorry I haven't updated in a while, I had really bad writer's block. So this chapter is going to be short. Sorry if I disappoint you. Here is Chapter 9!
Back over in Bayville…. "I'm bored." Tabitha complained.
"How are you bored? You were bored when Amara came home, and you're still bored now that she's back." Jean said.
"She's been moping in her room all day about being so mean to Amelia after finding out she had a really tough life. And now she's all pissed because Bobby played it's a Hard Knock Life on her boom box." Tabitha said unamused.
"Have you tried talking to her?"
"No, she threw a pillow at me, and she threw a picture frame at Kitty so we're all kind of afraid of her now." Tabitha said. Jean rolled her eyes.
Up in Amara's room… Amara was righting a list.
What I Know:
Amelia is apparently dead.
She was badly abused and had a lot of near death experiences.
Jean said that Mesmero was controlling her (?)
Kitty saw her eyes turn blood red.
She made several attempts to kill me and the X-Men.
Conclusion; Her stakes aren't very high right now.
Amara sighed. "This is wonderful. I'm beating myself up trying to think of something nice that Amelia did, and I'm getting no where. And she's also a runaway for the time being. And she's probably mad at me, perfect time to realize nothing was wrong with her."
Amara drummed her fingers on the table in thought.
"I know! I"LL become a runaway!" Amara exclaimed falling off her chair.
"The only problem is, thinking of where a runaway would go." Amara said resting her chin in her elbow on the table.
A couple of hours later….. "All right Amara you have not eaten in three days, Jean wants you to eat so you have to come out.' Tabitha said. She waited a few more minutes and tried the door. "Peachy." She muttered under her breath finding it locked. She looked around, then stuck one of her cherry bombs in the door causing it to explode.
"Sorry about the door 'Mara but I have to get you downstairs. Amara?" Tabitha asked finding the room deserted. Her closet door was thrown open, clothes and shoes strewn everywhere, her window was open, drawers were hanging open, the place was a disaster. As Tabitha was about to leave to tell the professor, she found a note taped to the window sill fluttering in the wind. Tabitha went over and picked it up curiously. Here's what it said.
Dear X-Men,
I have written this letter to tell you not worry. I have runaway to go and find Amelia. I think I know where she is. If I am not back with in the month you are to assume me as dead. Please do not go after me, I want to handle this myself. I will also be stopping by the palace, I believe my parents aren't letting me in on some important matters about Amelia. Like I said before, do not come after me and if I am not back within the month you are to assume me dead.
Good-bye.
Amara
So what did you think? I know it was short but like I said, really bad writer's block! Sorry if the letter doesn't come out in the font I wanted it to come out in. It's supposed to be in Bermuda Script which is like cursive. Anyway that's not the point, the point is I hoped you liked it and please R&R!
