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Chapter 11 : Crossed the line
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I'll go back and edit that in to the last chapter at some point so er... sorry about that *gives cookies to be forgiven*. Anywho here's the next chapter, hopefully I'll be updating quite quickly from now on.
“There’s nothing going on,” Amelia tried lying to her friend as she wiped her eyes with her thumbs, “we just had an argument,” she knew that Lucy didn’t believe her in the slightest as she closed the door so they could have some privacy.
“Don’t give me that Amelia, I heard you telling James that you wanted a divorce because of something he done. What’s going on? Are you not together?”
Amelia stared at her friend and felt the whole truth spilling out of her. “No we’re not together,”
“Did you split up on this holiday?”
Amelia shook her head as Lucy came and sat down next to her, “we’ve been split up since January.”
Lucy just stared at her as though she were crazy, “then why hasn’t he said anything to us? Why didn’t you say anything to me?”
Amelia wiped her eyes again as she pushed her hair out of her face, “I don’t know why James didn’t tell anyone, but I never told you because I was embarrassed, embarrassed because everyone was right about us -"
"- They told us we wouldn’t make it past two years because we hadn’t been with each other very long before we got married. I didn’t want to tell them that he ruined my life, I didn’t want everyone to know that James had ripped out my heart.”
“What did he do? And you could have told me I never thought what the others did. I would have never thought that,” Lucy told her as she wrapped her arm around Amelia’s shoulders comfortingly.
“I didn’t want you to choose between me and your cousin. We wouldn’t have been able to stay as close as we were because it would have been awkward for you, because no matter what you would have stuck up for him because he was family. And I would never hate you for that because family should stick up for each other.”
Lucy fell silent as she took in what Amelia had said knowing that she was totally right no matter how much she wanted to deny it. “I’m your friend, and I’m going to be there for you as much as I can now. I don’t want you to be alone in this, you have me ok?”
Amelia nodded as she felt fresh tears brimming to her eyes, Lucy hugged her tightly and Amelia let herself cry into her shoulder before she calmed down her breathing and sobs.
Pulling away and looking down at her hands which were shaking as she tried to ignore the headache that was now filling her head from her crying she began to talk.
“It all started on New Year’s Eve. I had been working a lot of double shifts at St Mungo’s because a Healer hadn’t turned up for their shifts, and I was practically running the ward alone until we could get someone up to cover for us. I would be at home and sleep for a few hours before I had to go back to work. I was tired and stressed out and James’s attitude wasn’t helping at all. Don’t get me wrong he was great and supportive but I think all of my working had started to affect him too....”
Amelia let out a tired sigh as she slumped down on the sofa, kicking off her shoes she rested her head back and closed her eyes, feeling the tiredness sweep over her. only a few more days and she would have a few days off, she couldn’t wait to just stay in bed and sleep, just cuddled up to James and not worry about being called into work.
“Hey are you not going to get ready?” James’s voice said bringing her out of her thoughts and she opened her eyes slowly as she rose her head to look at him.
“What are you talking about?” she asked yawning loudly as she looked up at him. He was wearing a nice blue shirt with his dark trousers and had managed to tame his hair slightly.
“The New Years Eve party that Albus has invited us to,” James told her with a frown, feeling slightly annoyed that she had forgotten about the party.
“Honey I’m so sorry but I don’t think that I can go. I am so exhausted, I was rushed off of my feet all day and I barely got a break, I just want to have a nice long bath and get into bed. Can’t you just go alone?”
James heaved out an annoyed sigh as he threw his hands in the air at her words.
“You never want to go out!” he cried in irritation, “you always want to stay in.”
“I don’t always want to stay in James; you know I’ve been working hard at my job. You don’t know what it’s been like,” she told him feeling angry at the way that he was behaving, “I have been at work nonstop, my last day off was Christmas morning and you know I had to go back into work at midnight. I am completely shattered.”
“And you don’t think I’m shattered because of my work?”
“Yeah well that’s different if I don’t work hard then I don’t have a job,” Amelia threw back at him as she pointed at herself suddenly feeling more angry at him, not everyone could have their life handed to them on a silver platter like James had.
“So you’re saying that I had my job easy?” James asked. Amelia knew him well enough that he was picking an argument with her and like the idiot she was she took the bait, and dished out the lowest thing she could have.
“You have got an easy job James! In case you haven’t noticed I am a healer I had to work damn hard to get where I am because I didn’t have a daddy to hand everything to me. I didn’t just get given the job because my dad was famous I got it because I studied and studied hard for it.”
James fumed on the spot and Amelia instantly regretted what she had said as he grabbed for his jacket off of the side of the sofa and stormed from the room
“James come back I didn’t mean it,” Amelia cried as she got off of the sofa and ran after him, grabbing his arm he wrenched it away from her and glared down at her, “I’m sorry!” Amelia told him hoping that he would accept her apology but she knew by the hard look in his eyes that he wouldn’t, she had hurt him with the one thing he hated, because his father had helped him get the job and even though he had worked hard whilst there it would always be there that he only got the job because he was Harry Potters son.
“No you’re not.” He growled angrily.
Amelia tried a different tactic as she knew that James wasn’t forgiving her, “look just give me a minute and I’ll get ready, I’ll come out ok.”
“What’s the point? So you can just nag at me and moan all the time that you’re tired? I’d rather go alone.”
“James don’t be like this, I’m sorry about what I said. You can’t leave this angry just calm down first, please I am so sorry let me make it up to you, I want you to know I didn’t mean it.”
“Tough,” he snapped as he opened the front door, “don’t wait up I’m not sure if I’ll be home.” and with that he walked out slamming the door shut behind him. Amelia jumped startled by the noise it made.
She shook her head as she cursed out loudly running her hand over her face wearily, why did she have to say it? She walked over to the bathroom and closed the door behind her as she run a bath, the argument playing over and over in her head.
She hoped to Merlin that James would calm down and realise that she didn’t mean what she had said.
She woke up alone the next morning, opening her eyes blearily she noticed that James’s side of the bed looked empty, she sighed as she sat up straight and stretched her body. Pushing the covers off of her she grabbed her dressing gown and wrapped that around her as she walked out of the bedroom.
She stopped suddenly as she noticed that James was sat on the sofa, still wearing the clothes from yesterday. He was staring ahead of him as he bit on the side of his thumbnail, clearly deep in thought about something.
Amelia rushed over to him apologies slipping from her mouth as she made her way over to him but he held up a hand to stop her. Amelia stopped where she was and looked down at him, not liking the look on his face and feeling a sense of dread fill through her as he asked her to take a seat on the chair.
She sank slowly down into it as she wrapped her arms around herself protectively, surely he couldn’t be this angry about what happened. And before she could stop herself she apologised again.
“I am so sorry James, I really am. I felt so bad for what I said and I want you to know that I didn’t mean it I...”
“Something happened last night,” he said slowly and in an almost hushed whisper but Amelia caught every word.
“Wh...What do you mean something happened? Are you ok? Is Albus ok?” she asked before she could stop herself. James coughed as he changed his position on the sofa and leant forward his elbows on his knees as he looked down at the floor.
“I got really drunk. Too drunk, I was just so angry about what happened and I wanted to forget about it...”
Amelia felt the dread building inside her, her mind telling her exactly where this was going but she didn’t stop him, hoping that she was going to be wrong, praying that it was something else.
“...Albus’s friend has this girl roommate and she was there. I was talking to Albus and before I knew it this girl grabbed me and kiss me on midnight. I tried to push her away but my brain went really fuzzy and I don’t really remember what happened...”
“Well that’s ok because you just kissed her right?” Amelia asked tearfully her voice shaking with sobs that were trying to escape but she swallowed them back, “we can work through this many people kiss each other at midnight on New Year ’s Eve...”
James looked up at her his expression sad and sorrowful as he shook his head at her and Amelia stopped talking as she felt her heart thud painfully.
“I don’t remember the rest of the night. I just remember pushing her away and then waking up this morning, she was there. I had collapsed in her bed.”
Amelia felt the air leave her as her heart felt like it was breaking slowly and painfully, she felt more tears fill her eyes as she looked down at her hands, not knowing what she was meant to do all she could do was listen in horror at his next words.
“I wasn’t wearing anything...”
Amelia closed her eyes tightly as she felt the words echo around her head as though he was repeating them over and over. She felt her whole body become numb but she was aware that she was shaking slightly. Her feeling of dread had turned to a feeling of sickness.
“Amelia I’m so sorry. I...” he reached forward to grab her hand but she stood up suddenly, dropping his hand from hers as she opened her eyes and stared ahead of her, not letting herself look at him, not wanting to see the guilty look in his face because that would make it real, it would make everything he told her true.
“Get out,” she said in a whisper, knowing that she wasn’t breathing in enough air to make her voice louder but she knew that James could hear her, “please just.... just get out.”
Lucy was staring at her; her hand covered her opened mouth in shock at what Amelia had just told her.
“Oh my God!” she cried.
“I kicked him out after that, he apologised to me a few more times before I felt a sudden rage fill me and I began throwing things at him and screaming at him to just get out of my flat and out of my life foreve.r”
Amelia held her head in her hands as she sniffed back more tears. “Why did I agree to come here? Why did I think it’ll be a good idea to pretend to still be with him? Why?”
“Because you care about him,” Lucy said as rubbed her back comfortingly, “as much as you don’t want to admit it you do.”
“Of course I care about him, how could I not? I...” Amelia said removing her hands from her face. She stopped and shook her head.
“Amelia... do you still love him?” Lucy asked slowly as she stared at her. Amelia turned to face Lucy the tears still in her eyes as she told her in no more than a shaky breath.
“I love him more than anything else in this world. But I can’t forgive him, I just can’t do it. Why did he have to do it Lucy? I wish so hard that he didn’t but...” she took in a deep breath as she sat up straight and she fell into silence.
Lucy could only sit with her and offer comforting words as she thought about how much of a jerk her cousin was and what she was going to do when she got her hands on him.
“Lucy please promise me that you won’t tell him that you know,” Amelia pleaded with her, “please I don’t want you to be angry at him.”
“But I am angry at him, he’s such an idiot,” She faltered at the look in Amelia’s eyes, “but I won’t say anything.”
Amelia gave her a thankful smile before she rubbed her watery eyes again.
“Amelia if you still love him, why do you want to divorce him?”
“Because I was trying to hurt him as much as he hurt me, I know it was petty I really do, but he’s under some sort of delusion that I’ll just take him back like nothing happened.”
“Maybe you can forgive him eventually?” Lucy asked hopefully.
Amelia gave a sigh before she stood up, ignoring Lucy’s question because she didn’t want to admit to herself that maybe eventually she would do if she carried on being around James, and she knew that that wasn’t something she wanted to do.
“I’m going to go wash my face. Then we can go back downstairs.”
Lucy nodded as she watched Amelia walk out of the room.
Dinner that night was an awkward affair, Amelia was required to sit next to James and neither of them were talking to each other, which had been noticed by almost everyone around the table although no one wanted to mention anything.
They didn’t even look at each other and were just pretending that the other wasn’t there. The tension could be felt around the table and Hugo’s impromptu triangle solo failed to make them so much as smile, even when Hugo began ‘head banging’ and had to be dragged away by his father before he damaged something more than his own health.
Amelia spent the rest of the night with Lucy and purposely waited until she knew that James had gone up to bed before she would go up. When she entered the room she could see James sleeping on the floor his back to her. She let out a sigh before she grabbed her things and made her way to the bathroom to get changed.
When she came back into the room she noticed that James hadn’t moved from where he was. She placed her things back onto her bag before she crawled into her bed, feeling tears falling from her eyes. She didn’t realise just how much ignoring each other would upset her, but she knew she had brought it on herself.
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