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“Which is exactly why I need details. How was it? Did you survive? Did Blake Andrews drive you insane? Did you punch him? Please tell me you punched him.” Amelia laughed. “No, I did not punch him.” “Damn,” Maya muttered. “Maybe next time.” Amelia rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling. “Honestly? It was draining.” “I knew it,” Maya said. “Tell me everything.” And so, Amelia did. She told her about Blake appointing himself leader, Catherine making ridiculous suggestions, and how Lisa had defended her ideas. She explained how Blake grudgingly accepted her plan, and how he insisted on hosting meetings at his place.

Brad asked. “I am,” I said. “Amanda didn’t talk about you much because she didn’t want to remind us of the life we missed out on because of Pantelli. But when she does she says that you are the reason she has hope because she knows you won’t stop looking.” Brad said. “I never did.” I said. “Thank you.” Amanda said weakly. “No problem. You know we still need to have that ice cream.” “Sorry had to take rain check on that.” She tried to sit up.

I tune out as Chris keeps explaining, and decide to relax. I’ve been in a very uncomfortable position for the last hour, waiting for Chad and Ryland to successfully find the entrance for Nammy. I shuffle around for a bit before looking up at the moon and smile, realizing it's a full moon. Amanda and I met on a full moon. Out of all the possible ways I could have met her, I'm glad it was this way. Because after all this time spent on getting to know her, I realized that I would do anything for her. I hate killing people, and here I am, waiting for the signal to march into this mansion to kill anyone who gets in my way.

“Don’t stress yourself with that stalker or asshole who’s been blackmailing you, Lia. Take it from a celebrity that has automatically received 10 thumbs down within a minute after my videos are released.” “Stop boasting yourself Blake,” Andreana scolds. “You are not helping.” “Yeah whatever.” The latter rolled her eyes and sipped her americano. I let out a loud unlady-like-manner sighed and place rubbed my aching forehead using my thumb and index finger. “I really love you, Lia.” I look up and saw Blake’s electric blue eyes looking at me sincerely. “Is this a confession that you are admitting that your gay?” Andreana asks in confusion. Yeah fuck it, I almost forgot Blake is gay. I muttered i

But he never mentioned his mother again, nor did he ever bring up "Mr. Connor." As for Connor, I heard he was sentenced to five years in prison for fraud and prostitution-related offenses. The tattooed man and his sister were eventually arrested during a crackdown on organized crime. Amanda's fate was less certain. Some people claimed they had seen her beneath an overpass, limping on her damaged leg while collecting discarded bottles. Others said she washed dishes at a small restaurant and was beaten half to death after being caught eating customers' leftovers. Whichever story was true, it no longer had anything to do with me.

"Hey guys, please wait." A voice said. Amanda had just come out of the school's clinic and was walking towards Parker who had already seen her. Both of them turned around to see Makayla walking towards them with a sad expression on her face. Even a blind person could see that she was ashamed of what she had done. She sighed, looking at them and for a minute, Amanda could swear that she saw her eyes twitch like one who was fighting back tears. "Yes?" Parker asked.

I said. "Okay, I'm listening," Tia said, and we kept walking. Her face had gotten more serious now, and so had mine. "I have a friend, Amanda, and she had an experience with Denver Williams," I explained, and when Tia raised an eyebrow, I quickly added, "Well, not personally. Through her aunt." Tia nodded. "Okay, can you tell me what happened?" I nodded, and then I did tell her what happened, making sure that I did not leave anything out.

I tell him, suddenly overwhelmed and thankful at the amount of support I have from these two people. “Well, she can go. I'm on break up duty tonight. I’m sure there’s a hook up with her name on it out there somewhere,” Mik sneers. Amanda barges into the house without even knocking, nearly tripping over Beebs who was barking at the door. “You won’t believe the intel I found on that fucker. You're gonna be glad he jumped ship after I show you this shit.”

She felt foolish for being swayed by such unattainable promises . " What will watching these things bring you ? You don't deserve to receive love anyway . " Her mother angrily turned off the television . " Do you want me to cut the line ? " She continued speaking , receiving no particular response from the frightened girls . Amanda wasn't always such an unbearable person , she herself doesn't know how she ended up this way . In fact , most of the times she isn't even aware of where she is and how the twins are related to her . She had long before decided to blame genetics and accepted her fate , not even considering the possibility of receiving some sort of treatment because she could not af

What she had wanted to say is that, she clearly told her not to involve the police. But Amanda isn't sixteen anymore. Bluey had thought she would heed to her orders, the same way she would order her in the past not to report her evil deeds to her father. So when she told her not to involve the police. She automatically thought she would heed. So there was no back up plan to that. “Jokes on you bluey.” Amanda said with reddened eyes. Her body was still all over Xander’s, he was truly dead. And he died saving her. But she couldn't miss the moment of pain that flashed through blue.