Chapter Four
Amy's pov.
I was laying in a little alcove in my room reading a book when I heard someone knocking on my door. Thinking that it might be Ian, I grab one of my metale baseball bats that I keep under my bed. Just in case, you know what I mean? I held the bat above my head ready to knock Ian's head off. I open the door, swinging wildly. That was when I noticed that it was Dan and he was just standing there as if he goes through this everyday.
" Amy, I need your help." he said pushing past me and walked in my room sitting down on my bed. When he looked up at me I saw something in his eyes. I saw how scared he was.
"Dan what did you do now?" he looked away. He started to mumble something about Natalie and a picture.
"Dan I can't hear you, speak up." he looked back at me.
" I posted a picture of Natalie at her worst. Well she saw the picture and she got upset. Amy I need to know how to say sorry to a girl that can kill me if she wanted to." I shook my head.
" Dan I don't really know what to tell you. All I can say is say sorry and mean it. Say that you will never do it again and ask for forgiveness. If that doesn't work then I guess this is good-bye because your screwed." he looked me in the face and muttered, "You are such I great help, Amy."
Dan's pov.
Why can't anyone help me? I just don't understand.
I walked up to Natalie's bedroom door to the sound of crying. I cringed. I hated it when girls cry, it just freaks me out. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The crying stopped. I heard Natalie get up and cross the floor.
" Who is it?" said a stuffy voice. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out.
" I said 'who is it'?" her voice was getting a little irritated.
" Um, It's Dan. Can I come in?" I heard shuffling and then the door opened.