The only thing she could see that was slightly familiar was the drawing on top of the night table. A small purple line was slashed right through the middle, almost as if someone had been against the entire meaning behind the drawing. Two stick men stood on top of a green hill with blue skies and beautiful yellow sun that took up the upper half of the sheet, and they were holding hand. Hearts of all shapes and sizes were located above their heads in every shade of red and pink ever imaginable. For Amber, it was a symbol of love, and the one moment she had felt the happiest in her life. Never in the past could she have pictured such a thing happening to her; for before meeting him she was nothing but an empty shell lying on the street with no purpose.
Amber fingered the drawing, tears were flowing down the sides of her cheeks and dropping so that the colour started to smudge. It had come and gone, and yet she herself had never thought about her feelings, and about what they had before. Everything had just dissapeared in a flash. Now Amber was almost certain that it was and had been love. Of all things, which included the loyalty that was so strongly engraved into his soul and mind, Amber had never expected to fall asleep in his arms then awake to a bed that was half made up. Indeed it was suprising and heartbreaking; but now that she looked back, all the signs the night before seemed almost impossible to miss. It was almost as if he were telling her good-bye with his actions rather than his words.
But regrettably, she didn't want to think about what had happened the night before. Though it was sweet, it was almost just as painful to look upon now that he was nowhere to be found. Tori had warned her of this. His beloved sister whom he held dear had called her up several times to give her the same lecture. "...he can't fall in love." She would say faster than the beat of a woodpckers wing. "Agents are suppose to be neutral to emotions, they can't feel anything. If they do, they'll put that person at risk of life threatening injuries or ever worse...death." After that, Amber found herself tuning out Tori as if she were one of those babbling idiots who just went on and on about themself. But now she had wished she had listened because it was obvious that Tori knew more than she did
The alarm clock on her desk read eight-fifteen. ONLY eight-fifteen. Amber felt that her entire life had already passed as she sat on the bed trying not to remember Myungsoo. That was Agent Soo's real name, one she recognized from her early days of being a child in the orphanage. Though for Amber, most of her childhood was a blur, the only incident she could remember as a child involved a certain little boy and a couple of enormous bullies.
Flashback "Amber at 5"
The orphanage could not be compared to the houses in which were scattered around, for in comparison it was not a pretty picture. The white painted tiles outnumbered its black and gray paint, with a huge brown door and grass on it's property that almost looked too brown for it's own liking. All of the beautiful houses had single water fountain with clear blue flowing water that fell from the statues bow to the huge gathering place in the bowl below. The statue was none other than a small baby angel with a bow anf arrow. The arrow was pointed directly into the sky, ready to be fired, but it never left the small angels hand.
The neighbourhoods pride was only spoiled by the orphanage and it's dark aroma. Some wanted it to move away and be replaced by more beautiful ful homes, maybe even a bungalow or two. Others wanted to adopt all the children so it would run out of business, but no matter the pleads and cries the headmaster, who had been nicknamed Dark Man, paid no attention.
Among the cute little children was a four year old who wore glasses and a old style dress with red polka dots. Not very many kids played with her because of her old fashion "fuddy duddy" clothes, and the way her hair was up in a pony tail. Of all the young one's, she was the only child who found herself the victim of bullying on a regular basis, and no one, even the headmaster, would do anything to stop it.
There was one particularly incident she always remembered, when one person did stand up for her.
"Leave me alone!" Amber exclaimed. Her dress was stained with grass and dirt.
The bullies were all male between the ages of 12 and 14. They stood in front of her, some pushing Amber against the hard wall while the rest threw dirt and grass. "You're such a dork." One snickered.
The others nodded"Yeah! Dork! Dork!"
"I'm not a dork!"
"Yeah you are! Your mother even abandoned you!: The one exclaimed. "She didn't want you because of how you looked like a dork."
Amber felt tears brim her eyes. "But your parents abandoned you too!"
The one boy froze for a moment, fire raged in his eyes. "What did you say?" He grabbed hers shirt, lifting Amber above the ground so her feet dangled in mid air. "You'd better apologize! 1! 2! 3!." As he counted to three, the bullies hand went back away from the child. Amber clossed her eyes and sadly anticipated the pain that would hit her face.
But minutes passed and nothing happened. She opened her eyes a little, her feet were now on the ground and the bully was lying a couple inches away. Another boy around the age of 7 or 8 was standing in front of her with his fists clenched. "You should be ashamed of yourself!"
"What the-" The bullies face changed from complete anger to terror the second he looked at the boys face. He scurried up on to hs face. "My-Myungsoo."
Myungsoo nodded his head. "That's right! And don't you ever bug her again!:
End of "Amber at 5"
When such a memory is engraved into your mind, it is impossible to forget the affect that it has on your life. How much one peson an change because of one thing is not something to over-exagerate, beause it does happen. Amber couldn't remember anything after that moment, only she had a mind set to try and be the best she could whild working hard to try to get rid of any reason anyone would have to make fun of her. And it worked. After that day, no one bothered to bully her, pull on her pig tails or steal her doll. Even when Myungsoo was adopted, things were still remained peaceful.
In the process, Myungsoo affected her life overall, and in a way she was relieved when she had found her little friend from the orhpanage. It was almost like a missing piece of deep inside of her heart was put back into the proper place and glued on for life. However now she felt emptier than she had ever felt before, so maybe finding him wasn't such a good idea in the end.
Amber found herself dragging her feet towards the kitchen, where a small meal she had made the night before of eggs and bacon. By now the eggs, even though they were in the fridge with the bacon, would be almost mush and the bacon would be hard as a rock, but in Ambers mind, nothing seemed to matter anymore. She could've been eating rocks and gravel and ahse would never notice.
The apartement in which she lived had been bought by Myungsoo for her as a way to get away from her parents who always used their daughter for her brilliant mind. Along with distorted looks as a child, Amber was one of the smartest. She could easily solve a grade eight math problem at the age of nine and spell supercalafragalisticexpialadoshus (from Mary Poppins!) by age twelve. Because of her extreme smarts, school was nothing but a simple road that took her into many worlds. These including her favourite which was learning how to speak English; a foreign lanauge, though one a part of the korean culture.
She was one of the few who was adopted at an older age; which in her case turned out to be fifteen. By then, she was learning hard calculus and taking law courses to be a lawyer. From the day she stepped into her home. Amber knew that things weren't what they turned out to be. Instead of having a nice family, she had found her way to two money-thirtsy wrenches who used her for their purposes. It didn't take long for life to become a living hell, and for Amber to want out of it. Myungsoo came into the picture not too long after that, and within time, he bought her a apartement for her eighteenth birthday.
Inside her home were many memories of the two of them together, having fun or hiding from some sort of enemy who had come to seek and destroy Myungsoo. There had been peace. Terror. Fate. Faith. A slight hint of love. Loyalty. But now the room seemed empty.
The phone on the table, her cell phone, started to ring. Amber hesitated on picking it up, it could be Myungsoo calling to let her know he was returning, or he was never coming back. Because of this Amber wasn't sure if she should pick it up. Finally, she took a deep breathe and took a look at the screen. The Caller ID read "Myungsoo's annoying sister."
"H-hello?" Amber said, with some hesitation. She was dreading Tori'd leacture; the whole "I-Told-You-So" thing wasn't really something that she wanted to hear at the moment.
A small voice started screaming. "Amber!? Are you okay? Is my brother alright? He won't pick his cell? Is he hurt?"
"Eh? No...your brother isn't here."
Amber heard Tori suck in some air on the other line. "Not...there?"
"Yeah." She nodded, quite aware that Tori couldn't see her. "I woke up this morning and he was gone."
"That's what I said..."
"No.." Tori started to breathe heavily. "What do you mean gone? He can't be gone!"
Of course, Amber felt obligated to explain. She wiped her forehead, sweat was started to pour down and she could only feel the tears that were whelling up in her eyes. "He...he wasn't there. I-I w-waited for s-so long...but h-he never came back."
"There isn't any other explanation." The tears were pouring down her cheeks. "You were right. I was too blind. He wouldn't stay."
"That makes no sense..." Tori sighed.
Amber shook her head. "It does. He chose his work, to keep me safe. Myungsoo didn't want me involved."
Tori let out another sigh. "You're already involved though..."
There was a couple moments of silence before she continued to speak. Again, it was like she was a television and someone had pressed the fast forward button, but even with her fast speaking pace, Amber understood every single word. "He breaks up with girls before missions."
"Yup. And by the time he finds her, she's with some other dude."
"I don't understand."
Tori chuckled. "You're the first girl whose been involved in his mission EVER." She emphasized the word ever and paused for effect. "I wasn't aware that he broke up with girls then would seek them out after. When I told you to not get your hopes up, I was only afraid that you end up hurt."
Amber paused. She didn't know this, that Myungsoo had never gotten involved with a girl during a mission. Tori sighed. "That's why I'm confused. If you haven't seen him for a couple hours, and he hasn't called you or me then something must be up."
"I don't-" The door rang at that moment. "Maybe that's him!"
"No, wait!" Tori exclaimed over the phone. "Don't open the door, it might be-!"
But it was too late, for when Amber opened the door she fell into blackness. The last thing she could remember was Tori screeching her name from the other line before it went dead.
A/N: Finally! One chapter out of two done! I wanted it longer, but it won't be done on time! I love the Mary Poppins word, I can't even spell it on my computer...I had to look it up!
I posted a youtube video fo the song I used for my prompt/inspiration at the end of the forward! So please check it out! Please tell me if I need to improve on anything!
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