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𝟎𝟎𝟏... tough love !!

★ . ꜝꜞ ᳝ ࣪ CHAPTER 001! 💌 ɞ˚₊
❛ parents are fighting! ❜
( real life + imessage )























































AMELIE LIKED to daydream about love. Sometimes about fictional characters in books she read, sometimes of random people she saw on the street; practically anyone.

The forbidden kiss. Amelie thought that represented her quite well. She always hoped that one day her crush would just drop everything and kiss her in the pouring rain, but one couldn't have anything, she supposed.

Her family said she lived in her head too much. That when Amelie wasn't seen reading, she'd be almost completely alone with her thoughts, even though she had more than enough friends. More than enough meaning four, but you couldn't go wrong with a small friendgrou—

Amelie's running thoughts were interrupted by a pillow headed directly for her face, "Hey!"

The pillow thrower, Scar, simply grinned at her, "Are we hanging out or what?"

"Yeah, sure, I just want to finish this chapter," Amelie glanced back at the book placed on her lap.

Before she could even read a word, a loud crash came from the kitchen downstairs, the two in the room easily assumed it was their father. As if on cue, the eldest sister of the three, Lacie, came strolling from the hallway right next to Scar.

"Should we go down and help him?" asked Amelie.

"He wants to do it himself," Lacie sighed, but continued with a small smile, "but please come and help me set the table."

"I hate when Dad cooks, it always tastes like butt," Scar over-dramatically groaned.

Lacie and Scar had left the other's room to venture down the hallway and make their way down to the kitchen. Amelie didn't even bother moving, far too busy practically giggling and kicking her feet at the book in her hands.

"Regardless, whatever Dad puts in front of you, I want you to take a bite and say, 'Mm, just like Mom's,' okay?" Lacie's voice echoed through the hallway.

Scar scoffed, "I was still eating smushed peas when Mom died."

When the two's voices became softer, Amelie assumed they had reached downstairs and quickly shut her book and ran down.

A knock on the door rang through the house when Jared Davis entered the house with a small smile and headphones on his shoulders, "Hey."

"Hey!" Scar grinned.

"I'm not too late am I?" he asked. "I was trying to medidtate but I ended up falling asleep."

Lacie chuckled at him and gave him a quick peck on the lips before guiding him to the kitchen.

Jared happily greeted Justin Everlark, the trio's father. Then, came towards where Amelie was standing next to the railing of the staircase and dapped her up.

"Hey, Ams."

"Hi, Jared."

They had nice conversations like that.

"So, Dr. E, what're you cooking?" Jared asked

"You don't want to know," Scar huffs.

"Scar!" Lacie scolded, but still slightly giggled when she muttered something like Sue me for having good tastebuds.


























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Amelie couldn't stop herself from cringing as her father tried to cut a piece of (burnt) chicken off the bone.

"Usually, if you just rock this thing back and forth..." he trailed off.

"It's supposed to fall off the bone," Amelie muttered. Lacie shushed her.

Dr. Everlark didn't notice. "Hey, Jared, come hang on to this while I saw, would you?"

"You know, the electric knife is in the kitchen and it'll have that thing ready to eat in, like, two seconds." Lacie stopped Jared from getting up and flashed an award-winning smile to her father. "Looks great, Dad. I'll be back."

"I can't believe we're not going to see her until Thanksgiving," Scar frowned.

"It's going to be Christmas actually, sweetheart," Dr. Everlark informed, "'cause Scotland's too far to come back just for Thanksgiving."

Amelie widended her eyes, "Wait, are you kidding? We're not going to see her till Christmas?"

"Let's look on the bright side," he pointed out, "Lacie won't be taking the car every day, so you can practice your driving."

"I forgot I have to drive with Amelie now." Scar groaned.

"Feel free to take the bus." Amelie retorted.

"If you guys are in a bind, I can give you a ride." Jared smiled. "I'm not disappearing, I'm right next door."

Amelie always found it endearing how Jared put others before himself. Obviously, in the long run it would be a sign of weakness, but he always managed to make it sound wonderful. Even if part of her thought it was just because he was dating her sister.

Lacie had joined the three back at the table when Scar started suggesting she drive and their father grinning at her. Amelie wasn't paying much attention, anyway, she was too busy staring at Jared to notice.

"What'd I miss?" Lacie asked, amusement lacing her tone.

"We were just talking about what a bad driver Amelie is." Scar smiled innocently.

Amelie opened her mouth to disagree when Jared cut her off. "Yeah we were, but we were also talking about airplanes, which speaking of — I have a surprise for you."

He handed Lacie a piece of paper while her and Amelie shared a glance and Scar narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. "Oh."

"Since you couldn't come home for Thanksgiving, I figured I'd bring home to you," Jared grinned when she opened the paper. "It's a plane ticket, I'm coming to Scotland."

The father clapped him on, but Lacie was just staring at him with regretful eyes. "You — You already paid for this?"

"Yeah, I had a Google alert set for flights as soon as you decided you wanted to go to school there," Jared answered with her eyebrows furrowed. "Why?"

Amelie then decided it was for the better that Lacie wasn't coming home for Thanksgiving.


























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DUMB FUCKS ❤️🧸

am*lie 🤢🤮 — amelie
THE dumb fuck 💯🔥 — grace
ems mama 🤤🤤 — emma
smart fuck — gabriela
aza waza boom 🤯— azareth


am*lie 🤢🤮
mom and dad are fighting guys send help

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
thought yo mama was dead

aza waza boom 🤯
oh that's not...

ems mama 🤤🤤
did my eyes just read that

am*lie 🤢🤮
GRACE???

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
hahahahaha...!

smart fuck
um...
not to change the topic but i'm gonna
why are your dad and (dead!) mom fighting

am*lie 🤢🤮
WHY THE BRINGING UP OF MY MOM HELLO??

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
YOU STARTED IR

am*lie 🤢🤮
I DIDN'T MEAN MY ACTUAL MOM AND DAD PLSS 😭😭😭

ems mama 🤤🤤
why was i picturing dr. e yelling at a tombstone
like why you yelling at a rock my guy

aza waza boom 🤯
IM DEAD WHAT (like your mom)

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
HELP ME (something your mom did not get)

am*lie 🤢🤮
what the fuck

smart fuck
i'm a virgo so i can't participate in this

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
no you're a virgin

am*lie🤢🤮
ANYWAYS????
lacie nd jared are fighting right outside my window rn im tweakin

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
OHHHHH
likw metaphorical mom and dad

am*lie🤢🤮
yeah OHHHHH dumbass

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
hypothetically, would the metaphorical mom die too?

am*lie 🤢🤮
oh my god

smart fuck
guys the parents are fighting! 🥺🥺

aza waza boom 🤯
its too early to deal with gaba brainrot

ems mama 🤤🤤
its 8pm?? 💀

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
LMAOAO

am*lie 🤢🤮
um??
do you guys wanna know the lacie/jared beef 🤗🤗

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
i actually couldn't care less x

am*lie 🤢🤮
i actually hope you fall off a cliff x

THE dumb fuck 💯🔥
ok so dramatic for what

ems mama 🤤🤤
i would love to know about the lacie/jared beef, amelie 😊

am*lie 🤢🤮
OKAYAY😊😊
so at dinner today jared was like
since you're not gonna be here for thanksgiving im gonna go to scotland 🤓☝️
and visit like over thanksgiving bresk??
and then lacie was like
hate to break it to you king but i lowk dont want a boyf when im at college 🤣
or thats what i think she said
their fighting about it like rn tho
L for jared 🤣🤣🤣

aza waza boom 🤯
does this mean i have a chance with lacie

am*lie 🤢🤮
GIRL
























































˚ˑؘ author speaks!
first chap omg?? i kinda hate this and how it ended but i cba to write a proper ending so😜

also!!! follow my tiktok @suburbanlegends.wp !! i post edits of my books on there !!

ᰔ jamie

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