The heat was unbearable, I could feel myself sweating heavily until I open my eyes and saw the fire. I was alert immediately and start my trail of curses, I hurriedly grab my phone then put on my robe and slip on my house slippers then ran as fast as I could out side the house.
But I halted my step when I saw the words painted on the wall, my hands were shaking when I open my phone and snapped the writings just seconds before the fire catches it and burn it away. Can't be...I thought he was still in jail...at least for another year...
Myheart was beating faster, I couldn't move my legs I was frozen in front of the wall, until I heard the sirens pulling me back to reality and realized that I have been inhaling the smoke, my eyes were teary but I finally managed to move my feet and find my way out of the house through the front door.
The firemen quickly got me to their truck, then one of them was taking my vitals. "Mam, are you alone in the house? Do you have any pets?" the other men asked.
I couldn't answer him, I just shook my head my eyes were still stinging from the smoke, and my hands were still shaking to the realization that he was definitely back. The man that talk to me told his crew that there was no one else and there was no pet. Then it all went as a blur as they went into the house, and I was attended by the paramedic.
The police came moments later and start asking me questions, I was still shaken and were stuttering my words, but I finally showed them the picture. Then they escorted me to their car and take me downtown for further questioning. I couldn't even think, so I just went with them.
It was morning when Gina, my old nanny came to get me. My parents were still vacationing out of the country after my brother's scandal, this was when he almost killed my best friend Emilie unintentionally. So dad was calming mom down by taking her on a short trip. Though the mater was covered up from the media, but it was still the talk of the upper class.
Gina not only took care of me, but she was also my confidant growing up. Until now she still works for my parents, and I'm closer to her than to my own parents. She picked me up, and bringing me everything that I need. I quickly changed to my casual jeans, and t shirt and she remembers my favorite hoodie that I kept at my parents then slipped on my sneakers and thanked her.
"Oh Amanda you are still thanking me in this situation, you know I would do anything for you. I have cared for you since you're a baby. It's him isn't it? don't worry your daddy will pull some strings and get him behind jail again. I'm sure it'll be over before you know it. Come let's get you back home, you should rest you must be very tired..." she talked all the way to the house, knowing that I wasn't able to answer her questions, yet.
Gina tucked me in, I fall asleep the moment my head touched my pillow. It felt like minutes later when I wake up to the buzz on my phone. The next twenty minutes I was busy picking up and telling my girls that I was fine, they knew about my house from the news and the radio. I eventually invite them to dinner at my parents, just to assure them with their own eyes that I was fine.
I was at fault for not telling my manager to keep the news of my tragedy from the public and cover any issues with the news. He loves the buzz in the media obviously, thinking that it would attract more buyer and sell couple of my paintings that would be on exhibit next month.
"Bad news is also news Amanda, stop being such a closet artist. Your paintings are phenomenal, you just have to trust yourself in your ability. I don't get how you can be out there with men but so shy with your work..." he kept on talking and advising me. But he didn't know that I had been scolded for years by my psycho ex husband, Troy. He would made me feel bad about my work, while I know that now, but it was imprinted deep in my brain.
I sighed as I finally told him to handle the situation, though it might a bit late. But he was still excited with the cover up, saying that it would surely intrigue people to want to know more about me.
You couldn't say that he didn't do his work, since he was very good at it. I was surprised when he wanted to represent me, since he handle big named painters and artists. But he wanted me, from the first time that he saw my work at a group exhibition held by a friend of a friend that own a posh gallery down town.
"I already have couple of exhibit scheduled for you for the next three months, I'm emailing our listings now, and I'll cc'd it to you." He sounded giddy on the phone, damn these managers are clearly go getter. But he obviously gets the job done, this was him working for his money.
Giving him a yes was easier to do, knowing that he was doing this also for my own good. And the money sure made me feel independent enough to support my own, after my marriage ended with Troy put behind bars for years to come.
That was what I thought four years ago, until last night's incident that made me go back to my parents like coward that I am. Though deep down I said to myself that I was being realistic, thinking I would be safe at my parents.
My psycho ex husband didn't show his true colors, until we were one year into the marriage. I thought that I've found my prince charming, having the looks and the wealth surely made him one in my eyes. My sweet twenty one year old self, was head over heels by his dashing smile and persona. Gone was my virginity, and my adolescence since I was a late bloomer from having an overbearing, over protective sets of parents.
Troy would beat me and told me that I was stupid. It was not until Gina noticed my wounds and start to asks questions about my bruises, and I finally broke down in her arms. I was too afraid to come to my parents, since they adored him so much. I was afraid that I would be blame and that I made myself got beaten by him, because I was indeed not good enough for him.
But Gina stood by my side when eventually I confess everything to my parents. They hesitated but then Gina told them about my wounds, and show them the recent ones, that was when my dad flipped and called his lawyers and he was arrested hours later.
So, here I was years later back at my parents as Troy was back on the streets. I didn't know how he pulled it off but he was definitely back. Mom and dad were on their way back home. I was having another day to relax and to calm my nerves, before the series of questions from them and their lawyers.
Dale"Angelica are you sure? I'm sorry but she's been nagging me about having a girls sleep over with you. I know that you've been busy with work and your Ivan thing..." I said to her apologetically.Mable had been having her fit since couple of days ago, she was telling me that she wanted to go and spend the night at Angelica. This was one of the things that always breaks my heart, I'd try to give her everything that she needs. But like Angelica said she also needs a woman in her life. And that was the only thing that had been bothering me, the only thing that I couldn't give her."Dale, I love that princess wanna be of yours. Don't say such thing, and my Ivan thing is doing good he's been asking me to move in with him, thank you for asking by the way...how about you drop her off at my place tomorrow I'm having Amanda over, we could have a girls night thing." She said as she winked at me.
Amanda"Are you sure? maybe I should find another place and stay at my parents until then..." I was not convinced with Angelica's explanation. I didn't want to be a burden, I didn't want to be that kind of friend."Shut it Amanda, I know all about Troy. Maybe I should ask Ivan to find and finish him off already, he could have killed you that night! His money could only get him so far, I'm sure you're safer at my place anyway. Just stay here for a couple of weeks, months I don't care. Just let me help you out, I owe you a lot more and you know it...."She kept on pushing me, until I finally settled on a girls night tomorrow. She was having her little friend over, the little kid from the coffee shop across her apartment. I know that she was close with her father, like the brother and sister kind, the way that she talks about them I could feel her love for them. I was guessing because she's an only child, he
DaleThis Linda woman did not only smell too sickeningly sweet, but she was also all over me. I was clearly ending the night early.Though she was sexy but my mind was somehow stuck to Amanda, maybe because of her annoying coffee order. I didn't know anymore, but what I do know was that the whole night was a disaster. I wanted to end the date just as we ordered our dinner.The date went terrible slow, until I drop her off back to her place. She was inviting me in for coffee and obviously something more. I haven't had sex in months I should be saying yes to this, but Amanda was all I could think about.Damn her! "Maybe after a couple of more dates Linda, I don't think it's wise for me to do so..." I was babbling on her porch while she was resting her hand on my chest, while still trying to lure me in.I finally got her to let her
AmandaDad called earlier and asking my whereabouts, I told him that I was having a girls night at Angelica's and I'm in a secure apartment complex."Just be careful okay, the cops said that Troy was at his residence when the fire incident took place. You know that he was out on good behavior, so our lawyer is still trying to put a restraining order against him. Meanwhile, I need you to be on guard he could easily put someone to the task..." dad went on talking until he finally ended the call a hour later.I was exhausted just listening to him, my life suddenly turned very dark in just a couple of days. I didn't realize that I shed a tear, until little Mable came up to me and wipe it away with her little hand."Are you okay aunt Amanda? Do you want me to hug you? My daddy always hug me every time I'm sad and it always makes me feel better." The pig tailed little girl said sweetly at me.
Dale"Mable darling, I think aunt Amanda was still thinking about your daddy's coffee, you need to repeat your question honey." Angelica answered from behind her, I know that word had a double meaning and Amanda actually blush.Damn, I need another cold shower after this.But then Angelica picked Mable up from her lap."Why don't you come with me and let aunt Amanda help daddy with his coffee? I think Dennis misses you." Angie said as she winked at me knowingly.I would love it if aunt Amanda help me with my bonerWoah...slowdown sailor...I finally finish the simple task of making our coffee, I was passing her the non fat milk and the whipped cream making her grin at me, she was by my side in seconds."You remembered...this is not my thing you know, the non fat is my thing for my hangover fix. M
Amanda"Damn it Amanda...you're so delicious, you taste like...I want you now. I can't help myself, ..." he stops his words and took off my hoodie. He was gripping my waist harder, I could feel that he was holding himself back. He had always been so calm and collected, there was something about him that made me want to break him loose. I needed to feel the real him, I could see a glimpse of what his other side might be.He was looking at my flimsy top that I put on earlier when I thought that I would just get my coffee then back to Angie's apartment. I smirked at him and pushed him down to his office chair, he groaned when I lower myself down and feel his hardness.Oh... well, hello there my new friend."Why don't you let me do this for you?" I winked at him while biting my lip in anticipation.He was the whole package, I still couldn't believe that he was
DaleI couldn't get enough of her.I couldn't stop touching her.I've never felt this alive before.I've never wanted this much sex before.I was feeling like a teenager having sex for the first time. She was so tempting, and her sexy moans were making me so damn hard. And for the second time that night, I couldn't finish making our coffee.I was fingering her and tasting her neck at the same time, she was letting out her sexy low moans. Maybe it was the months without sex, but I was nowhere near satisfied with her."Amanda, I should really finish making our coffee. Why don't you go into my bed room, it's the one on your left...." I was pulling her for a quick kiss that turned hot in an instant."...go and play with yourself, but don't come and don't undress yourself...I'll be there with our coffees."I finally let her go, and she slowly wal
AmandaI woke up sore, naked and alone. Dale was not there, his side of the bed was empty. I looked at the note on the pillow beside mine.Morning my sweet Amanda, I'm taking Mable to school, please stay... your coffee is on your bedside. I'll be back at nine. D.I went to the bathroom and do my morning stuff and get dressed , then search for my phone to see the time. It was almost nine. I got three misc