Chapter 3
I knew I wasn't going to get a lot of alone time. Kenna, James, and Astra came to see me. Obviously Kota wouldn't come. I was happy Kota didn't come. It would add to my list of problems.
"How are you feeling?" Kenna and I were in the kitchen preparing dinner. She was the only one concerned about my well being.
"I feel terrible. I don't know what I'm going to do!" I started crying. I cried about Aspen and Maxon. And even though it didn't seem like it, I cried for myself. I wanted so bad to have them back in my life.
Kenna put her arm on back. "You will be okay. You'll get through this." Her voice was so comforting I wanted to believe her. But the realism in me told me that it was not okay and I won't get through this.
"Kenna, don't you see? I'm miserable and I lost the two most important people in my life. No offense." I wiped my tears. If I acted strong maybe I could be strong. As much as I tried it didn't work. Not with my hovering family.
"America dear, could you pass the salt?" Mom thought the potatoes were bland. I could just tell by her face. Sometimes I wondered if anything would be good enough for her. I handed them over to her. I knew that I was not used to cooking,having spent so much time at the castle, but she could at least give me a the benefit of doubt.
"You could at least pretend that you like it." Even for me that came across as rude. Mom was too shocked to scold me. I saw that James was sensing the tension. "Excuse me I feel full." I left the dining room and went straight to my own. I couldn't handle the worrying looks or unsympathetic mothers. I wanted someone who would understand me, for me. Suddenly the door burst open. It so happened to be my loving sister who was annoying the hell out of me.
"I know what you're going through. I need to tell you a story about the love of my life."
"James?" I already knew the story how they got together. In fact all of us knew.
"No. someone different. And at the time, yes, he was the love of my life."