ログインSia's Pov Despite finding Richard better, I wanted Knight. The part of me that wanted Knight wasn't going to rest until I had him. It was him I wanted, nothing more. All this time, Amy was doing her best to ‘talk’ some sense into me. And there was I who didn't give a shit. Why should I? I was grown enough to make my decisions. “I don't know why you're finding it hard to let me do what I want—” I said to Amy the last time we had seen each other - and that was a week ago. Ever since that moment, Amy didn't call me - I didn't bother to reach out either. The only times we talked were when we saw each other in class - and this talk didn't last as long as it should - it felt like we were strangers - not strangers - enemies. I hated it. I hated it that Richard was coming between me and my best friend. But why should I care? When did it get to the point that she'll dictate who I should be with? I never tried such to her. Another week arrived. My relationship with my mom somehow blo
Sia's Pov It's been a week since Richard saved my ass. From that club - the man in it. Everything seemed to be better at home, although my mom and I hadn't said a word to each other. What was there to talk about? At some point, I would blame her for this. If she didn't do what she did to piss me off, I wouldn't make up my mind to be there. One way or the other, all of these were her fault. This week, the school was on a break. Good thing for me. Amy and I would catch up, and I'll catch up with the things over here. Especially holding a conversation with Richard, whom I haven't spoken to in a while. “Good morning—” I looked up, smiling. “Good morning, Mr. Smithfield. Good morning, Mom.” I looked around the table before facing them again. “What about Richard? And Knight? Where—” “Rehearsals, Sia.” My stepfather answered. “Campus is closed for the week, according to the news on the portal. How come?” I caught up with a chair and sat on it. “Do they have to?” “Yes—”
Sia's Pov Hours later, I recovered from the incident. Not completely, but it was good to be home. Home again. Amy did not leave my side for a second and it seemed as though she had something she was hiding from me. I couldn't tell what it was. I just knew something was wrong, I didn't know what. “How do you feel?” “Better—” It was the truth. “Now that I'm back home, I feel very much better.” “That's good to know.” She adjusted. “What exactly happened? Do you want to tell me? I need to know before I leave. Also, I'm mad at you for not telling me on time before heading to that bathroom. Imagine Richard wasn't there to get you, you could have been raped. And who would be blamed? Me.” There was shock on my face. I couldn't even hide it. “What did you say?” I asked, more than confused. “Did you say Richard was there? What was he even doing there at that time? How was he there?” “I wish I could answer that question, Sia.” “What?!” I choked on my tea. “Richard was ther
Sia's Pov Two hours into the moment, my eyes spun. I could see clearly, of course. But I had too many drinks already, which I shouldn't have. “You're drunk—” Amy mentioned again. “No—” I shook my head as I tried to grab the bottle once again. “Trust me: I'm fine, Amy.” My eyes shut, and I rested on the couch - waiting for a miracle to happen. I shouldn't have come here - not now or ever. Although I felt very much better than I did. People who I looked at, the ones who danced, and the ones who attended to the orders the people asked for. And then, there were strippers. Dancers who concentrated on shaking their asses. “I'm fine—” I muttered and let out. “Amy, where's the drink? You didn't take it.” I looked at the table for it, then got up when I didn't see anything like it. “I need to dance.” The floor was filled, but there was space. More than enough space, even. When I caught up with the floor, I turned to make sure Amy was in sight. Many things were going on in my head
Sia’s POV I looked at myself in the mirror. “Such transformation.” I hailed as I looked at Amy from a distance through the mirror. “This is so beautiful.” Despite not wanting to be at that club, I still needed to tell her the truth. “I'm glad you like it.” My friend walked closer. “We're almost ready. All that is remaining is your dress. Get ready - wear it while I'm getting ready. I'll be with you before you know it.” “Thank you, Amy.” I got off the dressing chair, caught up with the bed. Then I took the dress we selected, checking it out the next moment before making up my mind to wear it. “Fair—” I groaned when I had worn it. At least, it was not very tight. Not as tight as I expected it to be. “Oh, Sia. You look stunning.” It was at that same moment someone knocked on my door. I didn't expect anyone. Rachel wasn't cleaning my room until tomorrow, and I'm not sure we told Richard about taking us. “Are you expecting someone?” I asked Amy. She glanced at me, so many q
Amy's Pov Instead of making it to school, I was at the gate. Although the housekeeper made me understand that all was well with my friend, I still needed to come and see for myself. “I'm here to see Sia.” “Miss Amy.” The man who worked at the gate did not hesitate to open up. And I walked in, smiling and waving before walking away. Where the hell was she? I caught up with the main entrance and knocked, ringing the bell even. And then the door opened, while I sighted the woman who picked up my call when I called the house. “Good morning, Amy.” “Good morning, Miss Rachel.” She opened the door wider, and I walked in. My legs led me into the living room space, and I didn't stop looking around, expecting to see Sia. “Okay, where the hell is she?” Rachel looked at the tray of food on the diner. She looked at me and let out. “She was here. Just now, I left the tray for her.” The woman explained. “I'm sure she's in her room or something. Could you maybe check around?” O
Sia's Pov Everyone sat in the lounge. The same one everyone was once seated in. Everyone except Mom. This time around, she was here with us - and I had an idea what was about to go down - I hoped it went down well. Mr. Smithfield and my mom sat on the same couch. His sons and I sat on the same c
Sia's Pov All this time, I thought our presence in their family had caused a dent. “What?”“Nothing, Richard. Nothing.” He nodded and continued to drive. The silence was killing me, and I had something to say. “I assumed my family - my mom and I have caused havoc in your home. Does Mr. Smithfiel
Richard's Pov Already, I knew I could not have her. Or maybe I could. It only required time. More than enough time. Since the last game ended, Sia and I had not crossed paths - despite being in the same house. Every morning, we all came out and had something to eat before dispersing. What to s
Amy's Pov Already, we were at the game. As planned, Sia was at my place the night before and we talked about everything like we hadn't seen each other just a few days ago. And now that we were here, we had gotten shirts for the game - hoping Knight and Richard's team would win the tournament. T







