Twisted love

Amelia woke up the next morning with her head hurting badly. She winced and touched her cheek. It still stung a little. She chews on her teeth a little before opening her eyes slowly. It took a while for her eyes to adapt to where she was and when she did, her eyes widened in surprise. "Where is this place? Where am I? What room is this?", she muttered as she gripped her hair tightly. She slowly remembered all that had happened yesterday. The drunk men and then, she remembered slapping one of them which she got a huge blow in return. Her eyes quivered as she remembered a man in a suit fighting the men who had wanted to rape her. She opened her eyes back because that was all she could remember and not even so clearly. Of course, the men from the trio squad won't be able to afford a room like this. It was that man, that man brought her here. She frowned at that. How could he just take people somewhere without their consent? She looked around the blue-painted room and smirked.

Monday morning... Amelia's POV I woke up the next morning with a disturbing headache. I walked out of my tent after having water and cleaned the beads of sweat on my face. I did not have 'that' dream today but I wasn't feeling too well either. I know I need to jog. I wore the only black sneakers I have. That's exactly why I bought black, goes with everything (chuckles). I wore black sneakers and left my yesterday clothes on. I would have to change it today anyways, so why not sweat on it? I jogged for a while and was already panting hard. I need to do this more often but right now, I am really tired. Maybe another time. I walked back towards my tent but before I got there, "Amelia!", I heard someone call me and I turned to face the person with a quick frown on my face. I thought it would probably be Steve or the other one from that night but when I turned to look, the frown on my face quickly went as it came. I smiled. It was George. Among the few people who I relate to here

William's POV I frowned at her and she frowned right back. Well, that's the least of my problems right now. "We need to talk", I said to her and she chuckled which earned a frown on my face again. "I believe we just did", she replied and I got confused. "Or did we not?", she asked, placing her hand beneath her chin and I placed my hands inside my pocket. "Oh, we did. Not long ago, in that living room", she almost shouted as she kept her hands down and her frown deepened. "Anyways, we need to talk", I said again. It's not like I care about all her fuming and all. I just want to talk about something, that's all. "Why would I want to talk to you?", she asked with a frown, placing her arms on her stomach and I sighed. "We are both going to gain from this, stop acting like a child", I replied and she scoffed. I could see the hurt in her eyes. Was I that harsh to her? "Oh, I am the one acting like a child now?", she asked again and I sighed again. "No, but I did not act like a ch

Amelia's POV I can feel my tongue tied in my mouth. Is he going to fire Mary? I mean, she has been working here for seven years, would he just fire her like that? "You are back", I heard Mary's joyous voice from beside me and I looked at her in surprise. What is she doing? "Mmm", William hummed as a reply and I looked at him as well... in shock. Okay, what's going on? I am very confused right now. Is he angry or not? Cause I am sure he just hummed as a reply. "Would you please excuse us, Mary? I have to talk to Amelia about something", he said while staring at me and Mary nodded. "Okay, I will go and cook dinner then", she replied, standing up and soon 'escaped' into the kitchen. I looked up at William who had just watched Mary leave and I asked. "You are not angry? At all?", I asked and he turned to face me abruptly. "About what?", he asked back, like he was oblivious to what has just happened. "Mary telling me about you?", I asked back. Like was that not the obvious thin

Amelia's POVI got into the car and Scott started the ignition. I stared at him and fumed."It wouldn't have hurt you to pick me up a bit later, you know", I said and I saw Scott smile through the rear mirror. Whatever...Scott continued driving and I just looked outside, at the malls, the small shops, the park and the tall buildings around the city. "You must be really close to William sir", I heard Scott say and I turned to look at him."What do you mean? Why do you say that?", I asked curiously."He does not usually ask me to pick people up for him. Not this frequently", Scott replied and I sighed deeply."Don't worry, if it's about the stress, you won't be in any stress any longer. I... I am going to live with him now, so you can just-", I had not finished talking when Scott cut me off rudely, shutting me out of my slow talking fantasy."What?!", he shouted before looking back at me."Hey! You can just use the rearview mirror to look at me and talk. Face the front back and drive