Life According To Amber Lynn Haner

*Amber's POV*

The next day (after crying a lot more after we came home from IHOP), I felt tons better, and actually smiled for the first time in quite a while. After Dad woke me up (a little later than usual), I got showered and dressed (into my nice navy, wine and white flannel shirt, a 'Seize The Day' A7X shirt (cuz I'm a very loyal and supportive daughter), my dark skinny jeans and my black matte Doc Martins), and did my makeup and my hair, and went downstairs to eat something. You heard right, I'm going to eat.

When we came home from IHOP yesterday, Dad went on a big rant to Matt about what Amelia was like to me, and then Matt went on this big rant to me that I'm better than Amelia is, and that I shouldn't let her get to me. He says that if he ever got his hands on her that he'd kill her, and then kill her again. Matt isn't even my dad (obviously, because I'm DEFINITELY a Haner, it's pretty clear to see), but he's very protective of me. All of the guys are. I'm just like this little precious thing that nobody can ever hurt or they'll be murdered, according to Zacky.

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"Hey baby, you look happy. I haven't seen you like this in quite a while." Dad said when I walked into the kitchen, to which he then proceeded to give me a hug (I'm so small that my head only reaches just below his chest, how sad is that?).

"Well, I got a decent night's sleep last night cuz you sent me up to bed at eight o'clock and took my phone off me. But I feel better, I mean after I cried the Atlantic Ocean yesterday, it let out the emotions and tears that I'd bottled for moths, so I feel a little less..dead inside." I replied, grabbing my glasses from the kitchen table.

"That's great then, I guess that means that things are getting better for you. Just don't expect to feel 100 percent straight away. It'll take time to get there."

"Don't I know it. Are there any PopTarts left?"

"Uh, yeah, there should be. You like the blueberry ones, right?"

"Yup. Can I have two? I'm starving!"

"Sure, whatever you want, kiddo." I saw him smile slightly at the fact that I was eating. I'm glad that he's not so worried about me anymore.

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When Dad dropped me off at school, I met Danny by the entrance and we both headed over to our lockers. I still hadn't told Dad that Danny and I were together (purely out of the fact that I was scared to), so as soon as Dad drive off, Danny kissed me (it was short, but it was sweet), while I hugged him tight, because I was very fond of the Lynx aftershave that he was wearing.

"Wow, that's the first time I've seen you smile in weeks! Did you have a good day yesterday?" He asked, as we untangled ourselves from each other and got our stuff from our lockers.

"Sorta, I got my braces tightened, my dad scared Amelia and I went to IHOP." I managed a small smile and I noticed him smile too (oh my good god his dimples make my heart melt).

"That's good, you deserve a break. Life can be rough, sure, but you've had it bad. Hopefully things are starting to improve for you now."

"Finger crossed, Dan, fingers crossed."

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By lunchtime, the day was going great for me. The teachers seemed to be in a good mood, and everything was sunshine and rainbows. I was getting my books for Learning Support, when my dear friend Amelia came up and stood next to me, arms folded.

"Oh my, it seems that your daddy's not here to fight your battles for you today, huh? It might be just as we'll that you learn to fight your own." She smirked, and I rolled my eyes.

"Hmm, you're right, he's not here with me at this point in time. But I'm warning you, my uncle Matt knows, and believe me, he won't hesitate to kill you." I spat back, and Amelia admitted a cold laugh.

"In your dreams, Amber. They couldn't touch me, and you know that yourself. I've more power over your emo family."

"Call my family emo once more and watch what I'll do."

"Fine then, your family are emo."

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I couldn't believe what I did next. Maybe it was the rush of adrenaline, but I'm not sure. First Amelia screamed, then a splatter of blood dropped to the floor. I'd just punched her right in the nose.

"What the hell was that fit, Haner? That really hurt!" She shrieked, and I laughed. She had it coming.

"You called my family emo. I'm sorry, but if you say something about my family, and I'll hurt you. I told you I took jui-jitsu for ten years, and I told you I did kickboxing for eight years. I'm not afraid to hurt you, Amelia." I spat, and she backed away slightly.

"This isn't over, Amber."

"Yes it is. And tell anybody that I punched you, I'll send my dad and his friends after you. If anyone asks, you got hit with a tennis ball. Got it?"

"G-got it." She then ran off to the bathroom while I got the rest of my books. Boy, were Dad and the guys going to be proud of me when I tell them later on.

Notes

Hmm, so Amber fought back..what do you guys think?

SOTD; Arnarbor - 18

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