It took a moment for Amika to respond. When she finally did, her voice was rather unstable and sad. "Well it wasn't very great. My parents got divorced when I was really young yet stayed in the same house. My father was rich and owned a really big house. He didn't see the point of my mother moving away so they just lived in separate wings and avoided each other as much as possible. Both of them worked constantly so my sister and I were left alone as soon as Iris was old enough to watch me. My sister got in a big fight once with my parents, when I was 5. It was because I had messed around and fell down the stairs and my parents hadn't cared. Apparently I broke my arm though I don't remember. When I was nine, my sister left he fireplace on and ran away with me. It was pretty bad." Ami took a slightly shaky breath when she had finished. Her parents were dead. Thats what her sister had caused.

"Yea, I really was lucky to have her." Amika felt the tears well up in her eyes, pushing to come out. But she refused, holding them back and eventually wiping them away before they could even run down her cheeks. "No tears," she repeated over and over again in her brain. Iris would want Ami to keep pushing through everything as strong as she could.

This sorta startled Ami, her eyes widening. Normally, people asked questions and just left, never giving Amika anything in return. It was normal for people Amika hung out with to not care about what Ami felt or wanted since it didn't matter to them and she wasn't supposed to feel anything anyways. "Well umm, I don't know what to ask. I don't usually get the option to ask. Uhh," Ami was sorta panicking internally. It was like tiny panic alarms were going off in her head.

"Hmm, if you don't want to answer this question then that's okay. I would understand. But what was your life like before all of this?" Amika asked this quietly, she almost seemed scared to ask. As if he would get angry at her or yell or something. Which, Ami really was scared, she wasn't supposed to ask questions. Others were. Only others.

Ami smiled, that sounded rather nice, till the getting caught part. "Well, it sounds pretty nice. To me at least! I mean you might have found it bad or something and of course that's your opinion so mine means nothing. I-I'm sorry." She had tried to recover from telling her opinion but of course she had probably made it worse. Socializing wasn't exactly her best quality. Only with the rest of the gang could she even speak to, even then she wasn't confident as she should be.