I accidentally deleted chapter 4 of this story. But I'll do my best to recreate this chapter, I promise. It'll have minor adjustments but it's still the same as before. The essence would still be in the writing. Thanks for reading my story!

Amber's POV

It's just 7 am in the morning yet here I am awake. I forgot to turn off my alarm for school. It's already summer but I was awoken by the sound of my alarm.

I'm so pissed because I was awoken from my slumber because only of this? If only I had turned off my alarm.

For a normal day, I would wake up maybe 9 or 10 in the morning. But for this day I was deprived of 2 hours of my sleep.

What else could I do though? I can't sleep anymore. Here I am laying in bed thinking of what to do this early.

Well I can do my morning routines, I guess. I got up and fixed my hair a little bit before I opened my door to go to the bathroom.

It was so bright, the windows in our corridor were all open and I could see that the curtains were on the side.

I don't know what to feel. First, I was awoken because of my stupid alarm and now here I am in our corridor pissed because it was too bright in here.

Then I saw her, my sister was on her way to her room. Ready to open the door. My mouth had a mind of it's own for a second and I immediately said.

"Why are you up this early sis?"

In that instance, she was already walking to get to where I was. While she was walking, I noticed that she also just woke up.

"Yeah, I had a bad dream about something. I can't remember it though. It was like there's something important in that dream that I have to remember. So I went to the garden to think about it. But I still couldn't remember it"

While she was talking, I can't help but hate her. I really hate her. She's still beautiful without even doing anything. She hasn't even combed her hair yet but still her hair was amazing.

I can't help but to think that she always has the upper hand in all of the things she's doing. I was beautiful but she was more beautiful. I was smart but she was way smarter.

Even though my parents tell me that they have no favorite between us. I could feel and see that they have. They treat my sister different from me.

I can't bear to be with her. I can not stand her presence. Tsss.

I was only brought back to reality when my sister was starting to talk to me.

"Hello, is anybody there?"

She was starting to get pissed. I like to make her feel bad and mad. I can't wait to make her feel bad later.

"Oh, yeah sure. Whatever you say."

I opened the bathroom door and went right in. I didn't even say a word after closing the door. She was telling me something but I only ignored her.

Once she was tired of trying to lecture me and open the door. She finally stopped and I think she went to her room.

I returned to my daily routine. I take a bath, brush my teeth, comb and curl my hair, do my make-up and the best thing is, admire myself through the mirror. I truly love myself.

Once I was done with my daily preparation to be me. I went downstairs to see what my parents were doing.

When I was downstairs, I saw they were all together like a perfect family. Eating perfectly together.

They're all showing fake facades. Nobody's perfect, every family has it's own stench that's just waiting to be revealed.

When they saw me, my sister called me.

"Amber, come sit here beside me."

So I went to where she was sitting. I sat beside her, what choice do I have? My parents were there.

Trust me if they weren't here, I wouldn't be seen in the room with her. I won't even talk to her but since they're here, I might as well put my best fake faced in to work.

I really hate her.

Allison's POV

I was awoken by a dream I had, it was a bad dream. I can't remember what it was though.

It was like someone was calling me. But who? Who was calling me?That's the only thing I remember. Why can't I remember?

I looked at my alarm clock and it was only 6:30 in the morning. I felt that there was sweat in my forehead and I immediately wiped it with the towel I got from my drawer.

I looked at the mirror and fixed myself up so I can go to the garden.

When I was on my way to the garden, our maid saw me.

"Miss, why are you up this early? Would you want to take your breakfast?"

I didn't respond for a second. My mind was still a blur and I was thinking about what my dream was.

"Oh, no. Not yet, I'll be waiting for all of us to eat. Just tell me if my parents are having breakfast."

Then I departed, I walked past her and started to go to the garden. There I looked at the plants, the scenery and then my mind went blank.

All of a sudden my mind was venturing, venturing to find the answers to my questions of what the was about.

For an hour, I sat there thinking. Still there I was, clueless as I first woke up. There was no use to this.

I decided to go to my room. To get ready for another day. I would do my routines, as usual. But when I was on our corridor, I saw my sister also awake.

She called for me, so I went to where she was standing and started to tell her why I was awake.

In the end of our conversation I asked her why she was also awake this early. As usual, no response came out of her mouth.

There was dead silence for a minute between us. What else would I expect? She's been like this to me for three years now.

She has been ignoring me, doesn't even want to talk to me and the worst thing is, she always makes me feel bad and sometimes pissed.

I don't even know what made her like this. She hasn't said anything to me for this past few years. If she does it's either to make me feel bad or make me real pissed.

She wasn't like this before, before she would ask me if she could sleep with me in my bedroom or ask me to braid her hair and all of this I said yes.

Before she would always talk to me about her problems and tell me her stories. I would always listen to every word she says. I would love it.

I want the old her back. I want my little sister back. The old her that is lovable, polite, and very respectful.

Someday I hope, I really hope that she'll tell me what the problem is. And we would talk about it and settle it once and for all.

I know I could just say sorry for whatever I had done, but what would be the point of this? I even don't know what the root of the problem is. So what's the point? If I'll ever have that day to say sorry to her, I would want to understand her point of view. Understand what she is feeling and where she's coming from.

I'm happy that Alliah's with me, guiding me through these things. She would always tell me to understand her state and just be patient because one day she'll open up. I'm really thankful because Alliah's my friend.

Right I have to wait, wait for her to open up to whatever it is she's feeling. Someday, I just know it. She'll be back, the old her will be back.

I was brought back to the plane of reality when she started to talk then she slammed the door right in front of me.

I was trying to open the door to talk to her about her behaviour. To scold her a little but she wouldn't open the door. Eventually I gave up and moved on to do my daily routine.

When I was done, I heard a knock from my door. When I opened it, it was our maid.

"Miss, your parents are eating their breakfast. Would you want to come and join them?"

I said yes and we both went downstairs. There I saw my parents eating their breakfast. My dad saw me and said to come eat.

I sat at the side of my mother and then we started to eat. Then I saw my sister, I called for her to sit beside me. She did but I know that she is forced.

I don't know why but when my parents are here, she puts on a fake facade. A facade different from what she's showing to me.

Yet, who am I to complain? I'm a little bit thankful because she would sit with me and occasionally she would have a conversation with me.

Who wouldn't be happy? I know I am. So I have to live with this.

But I know that one day, she'll be back. She would talk to me again and we would all be fine.

Once we are all okay and alright. I have to say these words...

I have to say... I love her.

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What do you think that bad dream Allison had? Was it telling her something? All I know is that you should read chapter 5 to understand what happens next in my story. Stay tuned guys! Thanks for reading my story!

Finally I'm done writing chapter 4 of my story(again). Hope you'll be able to reread this chapter again.

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