The secrets of the night

Chapter one

Every family has their secrets, some are weird and strange, some are sinister and some bring you to tears because you never knew that it would happen to you. 

My name is Amelia, am 19 years old and live a typical life with my parents, i wish i had siblings but sadly there wasn't any and there probably wouldn't be one. My parents where always busy but who can complain they are always at work and I don't mind I know how their work is very important to them. 

The one thing that always confused me though is the fact that i was never allowed to go out at night. Although during the day I was able to roam around. I wasn't even able to go to the garden at night. The fact that my parents told me if I broke that rule something bad would happen to me and them was making me want to go outside in the dark more. There wasn't a time that they wouldn't remind me not to go out they even write me notes in the morning as a reminder and if they were working late they would text me and remind me again like come on what the hell. 

Something must of happened if they didn't want me to go out like an a teen I want to go and party and hang out with my friends and the best way of doing so is at night right? I mean I am a student that lives with her parents and I don't find it at all bad at least I know am there for my parents even though they are hardly in the house most times. I love working maybe that's why my parents called me Amelia, there is so much I do not understand, why is it that am 19 years old and still my parents do not want to talk to me about my past or anything to do with my grandparents. I've never even spoke to them, I wonder who I got the long wavy dark brown hair, I know I got my ocean eyes from my mother and of course her curvy figure and sadly my ffather's attitude and his nose ugh blah. My friends say that am the only one out of them that gets stared at all the time but I don't think so I think both my friends are beautiful inside and out. If it wasn't for them I think I would of freaked by now. As am always alone in this house but it doesn't feel homely it feels more like a prison. The only time am allowed out is in the morning and only to university and then back. 

The most f****d up thing is that they have secured the whole house, like how the hell do they have that much money for a full security system and they are hardly home, maybe they sleep at their work place. It makes them seem like workaholics which they are. Since I turned 12 I have hardly seen them. Maybe it's because they work for the most famous man in this country. Daniel Rodriguez, one of those mouth drooling young billionaires that any girl would fall on her knees infront of him. Well to me he looks like an ordinary guy nothing unusual, people mostly go for his money and his looks, I mean he is 6'5 and am just 5'5, only seen him on magazines with his gorgeous light brown hair and beautiful ocean green eyes. No wonder people are opposed with him, my friends only talk about him. He's only 24 years old and owns an empire all due to his father but he wants to expand that's why my parents are always at work they have no time for me, they only call me to see how I am and if I still live. They don't bother asking if i need money as i work. Talking about work I need to hurry and get ready for it.