Amaya Lydia Jenkins is a young teenager that faces difficulties with mental health,due to childhood trauma.Exacerabated by the death of her mother caused by her father,Cole Bardot.Amaya is a teenager that lives in a blank world .
Her life is a mara...
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"Amaya stop looking at those you just messing with your emotions."Charnelle says grabbing my phone from my hands.It turns out Rose created a social account specially made for me where she told people about my self harm and drug use... including my past and how my mother died.
Pictures of my scars are posted and they trending.I'm suggesting she took them when I was having a sleepover at her place.
I regret meeting her. My heart is broken in many ways possible,that I cannot even explain.I'm filled with embarrassment and every sort of emotion.
Charnelle even had to fetch me from the party yesterday because I was drunk and I couldn't walk.
"I'm sorry Charnelle."I sniffle.
She nods her head and hugs me.
"I'm sorry,but I don't want to be touched right now."I tell her slowly pulling away from the hug.
She mouths an 'oh' and moves a few inches away from me.
I'm sorry.
"Who called you to fetch me?"I ask her looking down.
"Nobody did,I saw the pictures and memes of you and decided to come and see how you doing."She says.
"So you walked?"I ask her.
"Yeah...I guess,but if you wondering I used an Uber to get us back home with the money I saved."she shrugs.
I took a deep sigh and apologized once again because she had to see me in that state.She is too young for this.
A knock interrupts our conversation and she gets up to get the door.
"What are you doing here?"Charnelle questions.
Well that's rude.
"I need to see Amaya."Rose commands and pushed Charnelle out of the way.
She walks in with a busted lip and and a sore above her eyebrow.She deserves it.
"What the fuck are you doing here?!"
"Amaya look I'm so sorry-"She quivers.
"Sorry,my ass Rose.Sorry my ass."I interrupted,yelling and got up from the couch and threw a cushion at her.
"I love you.."she crys
"No you don't,stop saying that.You don't love me.All you care is about nothing but yourself.If you really did you wouldn't have done what you did to me!"I yell.
"You left me when I needed you.You gave me distance when I needed you the most.It Hurts Rose.It hurts."I argue feeling the rage rise in me not knowing what do.
"Rose you left me at my lowest...And even made me feel bad when I did nothing wrong!"I walk up towards her.
"I needed you more than I wanted.Are you not shameless."I tell her as tears stream down my face.
