"Alright, open up," a man's voice yelled from outside the bomb shelter.
Amelia and Peter both looked frantically looked at one another. Peter slowly walked over to the door and opened it. There stood Susan, Lucy, Mrs. Pevensie, the deputy, the sheriff, Mr.MacFarlene, and Johnny. Oh God, was Peter's first thought. He turned as red as an apple.
"Where is she lad?" Mr. MacFarlene asked. Amelia came out from behind Peter.
"AMELIA ANNE MARIE MACFARLENE!" Mr. MacFarlene shouted. "I can't believe you would betray me like this. Sneakin around behind my back." He grabbed her wrist with the bruises on it.
"Ow… your hurting my arm!" she cried.
"Oh stop your whining your gonna get a lot worse than this," Mr. MacFarlene said.
"No she won't." Peter said breaking Amelia free of her father's grip. Amelia instantly darted behind Peter.
"Who are you to tell me what to do with my daughter ?" Mr. MacFarlene said.
"If you cared enough to check out the guys you set your daughter up with you would know she's already suffered the worse," Peter said.
"You've made a confession then," Johnny said trying to pass the blame. "I believe this man should be arrested."
"Wait a minute! Peter would never hurt anyone on purpose. Expecially not a woman!" Susan argued. Edmund nodded in agreement.
"Oh, and have you any proof he didn't?" Mr. MacFarlene said grabbing .
"Have you any proof he did?" Susan shouted.
"Amelia, we're going," Mr. MacFarlene said grabbing her by the arm and dragging her into the car.
"Amelia, you are forbidden to ever see him again." Mr. MacFarlene said. "Your gonna marry Johnny and your going to like it."
"I love Peter," she said.
"Well stop because you're marrying me." Johnny said harshly.
"I will not. Even if I have to kill myself to do so. I love Peter. Not you, you scum sucking son of the devil." Amelia yelled.
Mr. MacFarlene turned around taking his eyes off the road momentarily. "You will marry him and you won't talk back to me!" he shouted swerving into the other lane. The last thing Amelia heard before being thrown against the seat in front of her was a car horn honking.