Everyone has heard the stories - the Prince saves the damsel in distress, yada yada, and happily ever after. Maybe Amelia Grace even believed in fairytales growing up… and no… she wasn’t talking about the idea that the man has to do everything. Rather, Amie meant the happily ever after… she truly believed that it was possible to find someone to love more than anything else… but if there was one moment that broke any of her previous ideals, it was seeing her father fall apart in her hands. The one man who made her believe in love in the first place had withered… and just like that, her own faith in the idea withered as well. No, it wasn’t stupid little moments like Maxon using her… and her sister at the same time… or even having a crush on people who clearly never liked her and made sure to share that sentiment with others.
It was in that moment… in seeing that her mother had heartlessly broken her father’s heart… that Amelia realized what the actual hell was the point?. Amie had been waiting so long on something as useless as her virginity… something that people used against her… but any idiotic sentiment she had on keeping her first time special was no longer there with her mother’s decision to hurt her father.
And then… Amie spiraled. One choice after another… after another all seemed… wrong? Sleeping with JP… lying to her twin… hating her twin… hating her mother… moving out… everything all begin one fateful night that she was never supposed to be home. So at this moment… Amie just started talking to the one person who could maybe make sense of it all… even if Amie was avoiding telling Phoebe at first to spare her sister the pain she, herself, felt.
Amie didn’t need Phoebe reaffirming that she was an idiot because honestly, she had known that since day one. Despite such, her eyes remained on the revolving fan, listening to her sister after the words escaped her own lips. Though her listening turned a brief moment of comfort when she felt her sister’s arms around her.
“I do… I do owe you an explanation because we tell each other everything,” Amie whispered. “We… did until I was an idiot and thought I should keep something from you when clearly I should have just… told you because you’re… Phoebe… and you understand all this… stuff better than I do…” It was true… Amie might have been book smart, but if they were all being honest, all the street smarts went to Phoebe.
Amie pulled away slightly, looking into Phoebe’s eyes as a sigh escaped her lips with the girl’s next words. “I don’t… know if I thought you were capable or if I was just lying to myself because it was easier than explaining the truth… I mean… god I fcked up Phoebe… I never… I usually never fck up and I didn’t… know how to explain it…”
The laugh that left Phebe’s lips brought a soft smile to her own as she said she couldn’t be mad forever but honestly, Amie felt like she deserved it. Deserved anger… and to be hated… especially by Phoebe. “I… I had a list… I… with the pros and cons I don’t know, JP just ended up being on the top. I mean he’s single, he was the person I thought… would be most willing to… not laugh… I guess? And also actually abide by the contract. Raph was next… I just thought he’s kind of… well you know he would probably drunkenly tell someone… or something… I don’t know… it just came out to it being JP on top and so I asked… and he just happened to say okay…”
Amie’s eyebrow’s raised as she her sister asked the next question… but did Amie even really know the answer? In retrospect… she didn’t exactly regret…anything she had done with JP. They had made the terms… really damn clear… but at the same time… the whole situation made her confused. At one point, she was even scared she was getting feelings for JP but… Amie had at least attempted to keep pheromones and chemical changes due to having sex differentiated from what she actually felt about the man which was just… on a contractual basis. “I… he’s not bad? I don’t know… he was my first… and we’ve been… I mean he’s been… just teaching me… what I like? I don’t know how to explain it but… just don’t tell mom or dad… I think they’d kill me if they knew,” Amie finished with a sigh before laying down on the bed with a groan as she grabbed Phoebe pillow and screamed into it. “I also… kind of slept with… Quinn… on accident… well the first time was an accident and the second… is JPs fault… You know… are you sure you want to know about all of this Phebes?” Amie whispered, looking back to where her sister was now standing by her mirror. Honestly, Amie should also start getting ready… though right now, she had just dropped the I didn’t just fck one man, but I slept with two bomb on her sister so… maybe a little waiting wouldn’t hurt.
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@Littlefeets - Quinn
@CerealKiller - JP