Amelia The drive back home was quiet, no one spoke. Someone needed to break the ice. “I'm sorry if I pressured you into doing it.” “Okay.” “I promise it won't happen again.” “Okay.” He repeated. “I said I'm sorry.” “Okay.” He acknowledged. “Just Okay?” “You need me to say more?” He asked. “Yes I do.” “Amelia, there's nothing left to say.” He concluded and came to a stop in front of the gate. I couldn't step out of the rain, I was scared too. “I'm really sorry Evans.” “Okay.” “Enough of the okays!” I said in frustration. I couldn't take another one of his Okay. “You can get down.” “I can't.” I responded “Why?” “I'm…I don't like it when it rains.” “No one does, there's an umbrella you can take.” “No…I'm..I” “You're scared?” “Yes.” He breathes in and out before responding, “Get out of the car Amelia.” and with that he drives off. I stand, face to face with my gate. The security wasn't there. No one was. Just a dark night under the rain. Again. I remember
AmeliaIt struck again and I ran out of the room, jumping onto Evans. “Ahhh”“Get off!” He throws me on the floor.“Ouhh, my elbow. F*ck. Can't you be a gentleman at least?”“You jumped on me.” He defended“So,you could have at least caught me.” If that wasn't enough, the power chose to go off at that particular moment.I clutch onto Evans shirt, I'm scared of the dark and there is no way in h*ll I was going to leave his shirt. “Let go of my shirt Amelia.” “There's a power outage.”“I can see. I'm not blind.”“Where are you going then?” I asked.“To get a lamp.”“I'll come.”“First you're scared of thunder and rain,now it's the dark. I'm not babysitting.”“Who said I was scared? I'm trying to keep you company.”“I don't need that.” ***********************************After our back and forth night, the morning finally came. I called Cassie, planning on crashing at her place for a while.After a change of clothes—Evans clothes since mine were soaking wet. I rang Cassie's doorbel
Amelia“You did what?!”“I sent him the picture.” “I didn't even—why?!” Evans' hands hit the table again for the 4th time. Definitely, I'm going to be in this man's hating list.“I told you I didn't want to be in your stupid game.” He said.“I know. I just, my emotions okay.” “Your emotions are invalid at this point Amelia.”“Quit arguing. The faster we solve this, the better.” He called someone who was apparently going to hack Alex's phone and delete the picture. But that's if Alex is smart enough to still retain the picture or the phone. I didn't wait, I left immediately. Hopefully that'll be solved.***********************************“A lot of things are going on in your life right now Mimi.” Frankie said“I know, I mean sometimes being the centre of attention is amazing but this just a lot.”“You still have feelings for Alex?” Eleanore asked.“A little. But now he's just a bitch at this point.” “What's your Dad going to do? Will you go back home? If I was you, I sure wouldn't
Evans After the call from Barry, I had to get my things ready and headed out. Personally, I would shit myself if my best friend found out about the things happening between his daughter and I. There was nothing actually happening, but she was a pain in the ass.Their engagement was going to be on a ship. Classy. I don't quite understand Amelia. As impulsive and dumb as she is, sometimes she can be reasonable. “Glad you could make it.” Barry approached me. I understand Barry can be a little—well a lot. Barry and I have been friends since middle school. He grew up in wealth and his dad was no different. I loved going to Barry's home, I mean we would do a lot of things there. We would party, smoke and drink. The father didn't care about shit, only his company. Barry's place was my solitary. My house was shit, I mean dad with no job but spends his money on drinks—my father was a stone cold womaniser. Mom, on the other hand, wished she was better. Fuck her though, she was a bad mother
Amelia I've had too much to drink, too much. My eyes were already watering and I've not had a lot of drinking like this since college. I was about to get to my room, this ship was huge—the Lawson outdid themselves on this one. “Fuck!” I forgot the keys. There's no one to help. I sat there on the floor, maybe someone will. “Yay!” “What are you doing down there?” He asked. “Waiting for you silly.” His face was blurred. I mean, there's no use in seeing his face right? “My room is locked, I can't open it and it's so frustrating.” I draw my words. “My room is that way, I'll take you there.” “I think I can take her now.” Another make voice interrupted us. I squinted my eyes and saw Evans holding my hands and getting me away from the chef guy I was probably holding. “Sorry. I wasn't planning on doing anything sir.” And he left “Evans, Evans. Come come, come here and join me.” “Where's your room card?” “I swallowed it. No—I think I did, I just can't find it aga
Evans Home sweet home. There was nothing better than being home alone. Some of you would say it's boring being alone, you need to go out and have some fun. What do they call it again? Ah yes, live your life outdoors to the fullest. That's just the thing, I can't. I enjoy my company—keyword mine. I love myself too much to waste my time with people who would only make me stressed. I rarely work from home most of the time, but when I am home—I love enjoying the peace. I had to check my emails. I didn't have the time for work. I saw an attached photo from an unknown number. I want you to come and fuck me so hard Evans. I'm already dripping wet Daddy. Amelia's breasts were half-out. She looked so seductive and even for me, that's a ten. The message was probably sent when she was drunk. Me: Now you stalk me. Should I be worried? I see the bubbles. Amelia: How the fuck did you get my number? Who is this? Me: It's Evans Amelia: Omg, shit. Wrong number. Evans: Of course. Ameli
Amelia's Pov My brain went over yesterday. He didn't know it was me, I knew he didn't. I just really enjoyed how he touched me and I left with my panties as a souvenir. Speaking of Pantyrella. I knew he was going to find out the owner of the thong. I'm not about to get ratted out, that's why I needed this talk with my girls. “Wait, rewind 'cause girl you are on fire!” Cassie said “You always support the bad things.” “I support the things that need support. I educate, this is simply giving back to the community.” “You should tell him,” Eleanor said “No she shouldn't. He wouldn't notice anything.” Cassie responded “He would, my waist size, my scent. Everything. I mean this man knows the measurement of my b***s with just his hands.” “That's hot.” Frankie teased. “Why did you stay? If you knew it was wrong why didn't you leave immediately?” Frankie asked I'm not going to say it. “Mimi—” “Well, I guess—I liked it okay. I did.” “Omg!! Mimi is in love with her Father's best fr
Amelia“You're not as surprised as me.”“When did you start working as a chef?”“Is that a question, because I don't think it is.”“Nevermind, that is not my problem. Just prepare the meal. I'm having guests over.”“Why didn't you just hire a cooking agency?”“No cooking agency was available for the job so I had to hire a good chef.”I would rather cook for anyone other than my annoying jerk of a cousin. Seriously, the dude was an asshole and I hated the whole question and answer thing we were doing.“What can you cook in 45 minutes?”“What the fuck?Are you kidding me Daniel?”“What?You're the chef, not me.”“You just have to order take-out.”“I can't fucking do that, when I've gotten a chef.”“Okay, just give me some time to cook up something edible.”***********************************My first day of work and I got assigned to my jerk of a cousin. I whisk up something, some fried chicken with fries and side pastries. All I could do at such notice. Soon enough, the house was filled