Amanda
We all have big dreams. Dreams that we wish to come true, that’ll change our lives forever. But we also have nightmares, and those can also change our lives forever.
I’m living in my nightmare right now. Each day I wake up wondering what’s next in my life today. Ever since I decided to go to the altar and say yes, my life has been a disaster. And it’s something I have to live with.
I tie my hair into a neat bun, then grab my purse and head downstairs. I have so much to do today, I honestly wish I could just fast forward to maybe five years from now, because I hate this chapter of my life. I double check to make sure my banking card is safely in my bag as I enter the kitchen.
“Good morning Hannah” I say taking a seat.
“Good morning” she gave me a warm smile as she pours out a cup of mint tea. Just as I take a sip, William came in.
“Hannah make me some coffee” he says in a demanding tone.
“You can at least say please” I mutter.
“Speak when spoken to woman” after I finish having my tea, I got up and made to leave, but William grab onto my hand.
“Where are you going Amanda?”
“Out.” “Where?”
“O.U.T. Out”
“I’ll have two bodyguards follow you around. To make sure that you’re safe. Not that I care about you. It’s just for the publ -. “
“I don’t need anyone to follow me around. I’m not a child, and I can take care of myself.”
“Yeah, it’s not about what you want. You will not leave this house unless two of my bodyguards follow you, and that’s an order!”
“You can’t order me around William.” I say pulling my hand out of his.
“Actually, I can.” He grabs on to my hand again and leans in closer to me. “You’ll do as I say, always. You haven’t been in this house for two months, yet you’re growing a lot of balls, don’t let me cut you down”
“I’ll be fine. I don’t want them following me.” I say showing him away from me.
“You don’t even have a car. How do you think it looks when people see you taking the bus? I don’t need you to ruin my reputation.”
“I don’t care what people have to say.” He chuckled and let go of my arm. He leaned against the counter and shaves his head in disgust.
“Of course you wouldn’t. You’re used to taking the bus, with all types of smelly poor people. Dogs play in shit, it’s what they like. So I don’t expect any better from you.” His words stung like a bee, and I tried my best to fight back the tears.
“Mr. Crivelli, please don’t say those disrespectful things”
“Shut up Hannah! This doesn’t concern your broke ass” she held her head low in embarrassment. “I’ll get you a car. If you don’t know, that’s something you drive in.”
“I don’t want anything from you.”
“Isn’t that why you got married to me?”
“I’ll buy you a car and that’s final. I’ll take you to buy that car tomorrow, my ugly wife.”
“I’ll get a job and buy a car. If you buy me a car I’ll take it and park it on the streets and write a note saying, for free, take it or leave it.”
“I said you are not getting a job and that’s final.”
“You are not the boss of me.”
“Oh, but I am. Remember, if I decide to throw you out. You’ll have to sleep on the streets or run back home like the prodigal son” all that was going through my head as he spoke, was to punch him in the face or slap him. He really loves degrading people, and as much as I am putting on a strong face it’s hard. My self esteem is not that high to take what he’s saying as if it’s nothing.
At that moment my phone started ringing. I took it out in order to answer it, but before I could do so William grabbed it away from me. Surprise filled his eyes as he looked at it in disgust.
“What type of phone is this?” He ask laughing.
“It’s a Nokia 3310.” I said trying to grab it from him.
“Where did you find this? I can’t believe people still use this. It’s disgraceful. I’ll have to get you another phone so people don’t look at me with distaste. This is way outdated.”
“You make everything about you. I like my phone, and you can’t do anything about it”
“Really?” He asked raising an eyebrow at me. He flung it into the wall with all his strength, causing it to shatter. “Now you don’t have a phone” I shove him out of the way and storm out of the house.
One hour later
I hop out of the taxi and rush inside the hospital. Drake was already waiting.
“What’s wrong with your phone? I tried calling a million times”
“William happened. He smashed my phone” I say taking out my card from my purse. I hand it to him. “Go pay the bill. I’ll wait here” sank into the chair as he walked off.
This thing that I’ve taken upon myself is stressing me out, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m a little happy William smashed my phone. At least I don’t have to see all my mother’s messages. She’s probably pissed at the fact that I’ve been ignoring her.
I wonder if William and I will ever get along. I doubt that though. I can see the hate in his eyes when he looks at me. I want to be strong. I want to show him that I’m strong, that I don’t fear him. But I actually do. I have to step carefully along this path. Who knows what he’s capable of.
All this time I wasted while growing up planning my future, completely unaware that I’m not in charge of that. I wanted at least three kids, an amazing husband and a great job. But I guess destiny hates me.
I inhale deeply as I rub my forehead. I wonder what’s keeping Drake so long.
My heart skipped a beat when I heard someone say, Prince William Crivelli. I immediately stood up and looked towards the direction in which the person spoke. I saw William stomping in my direction and I prayed for the earth to open and swallow me up. As much as I wanted to run, and hide, I couldn’t. He already saw me, and everyone was now looking at both of us.
When he got to my side, he leaned in and did something that caused my entire body to freeze. He locked lips with mine. He then pulled away.
“Remind me to bleach my mouth when I’m done” he mutters. He wrapped his arm around mine and pulled me to the bathroom.
He dug into his pocket and pulls out a brand new Samsung S10 and handed it to me. I didn’t bother protesting, I just took it with a smile.
“I hope you know how to use this. I know you’re not really used to technology. If there’s anything you need to know, just go on YouTube. That’s an app I whi-“
“Thank you. You didn’t have to go through so much trouble to buy me a phone. I appreciate it” I lied.
“First of all I sent someone to buy it. You are not that important that I would go myself. Secondly I don’t want people to have things to say when they see you because it will reflect on me, and I’m way too good to have bad things said.”
“I don’t care what anyone says.”
“Sure you won’t. If you look like this for so long and haven’t had plastic surgery, or even better. Kill yourself. I understand”
“You’re a monster William” I made my way to the door, but he stops me.
“I didn’t follow you here just to give you a phone. What are you doing here?”
“I think I’m pregnant.” His eyes widen, and for a moment he kept quiet, then he spoke again.
“We haven’t had sex.”
“Correct. We … haven’t had sex.”
“I told you if you sleep with anyone I would kill you.”
“You can’t tell me what to do with my body” I say pushing him away from me. I need to see that doctor right now and tell him to say nothing if William questions them. He can’t find out the real reason I’m here.
William The air between us was tense. None of us said a word to each other. And I was definitely not going to be the one to break the silence. She called me here. It’s her responsibility to do so. I just sat there glaring daggers at her. My mother must be a different kind of species. I thought to myself. Of all the rich girls she could have set me up with, why Amanda? Something is off. Her story about Amanda begging her to marry me doesn’t fully make sense. Then I saw Amanda hiding something behind her back. It suddenly dawned on me. What if she’s trying to get Amanda to poison me? I wouldn’t put that pass her. I have to be careful. I hope Linton comes through with the information fast. “So, I guess you will always give me the silent treatment huh?” She finally asks. “Mother, please. It’s better you keep quiet. The world needs peace” she laughs. “ Just like your dad. Worthless” “Everything I have, took my blood, sweat and tears. So use another word. Moreover, dad was a good man.”
Amanda I was awakened by a sharp knock on my door. Before I could even say come in, William barged in. He was wearing a white t-shirt along with a black sweatpants. Looking like a bird losing it’s feathers. Actually, he looks worst than that, but I can’t think of what right now. Or maybe I’m just overreacting. “Out of bed woman.” I raise my eyebrows at him, but got up. “You have no right to barge in like this-“ “When you start paying the bills. You can talk. Now … as of today you’ll be doing all the chores in the house. Except cooking for me” “I-me?” “No me. I have decided to give Hannah a little break.” He step closer to me. “Since you’re my wife … you’ll fulfill those duties. And that’s an order.” After he walks out ran to the bathroom and freshen up, then I put on a skirt and t-shirt. When I got downstairs the kitchen was a total mess. Dirty dishes were everywhere. Even on the floor. To make things worst, a note was left on the counter by William. Time to do your rightful job
William After adjusting my jacket, I turn to look at Aficia, Alicia, Atifia … whatever her name is. She winks at me, then bites her lip. Her eyes filled with lust. My eyes however, were filled with disgust. After all, I had my way with her already. “Sir, we should definitely do that again. I ha-“ “Out!” I bark. I took out a few cash from my wallet and hurled it at her. “This is not a place for hoes to tarry. Scram” she grab it up and ran out with tear filled eyes. I haven’t even said a hurtful word to her. Yet she’s crying. I laugh to myself. “Stupid woman didn’t even please me right” I mumble. These hoes nowadays need some training. She was good. Fat are, big tits, small waist, wide hips. But she doesn’t please me well enough. I hadn’t slept at home last night. I needed a break from seeing Amanda’s ugly face. I glance at the time on my watch. Five in the morning. I have three hours to get to a meeting, and I strongly feel like canceling. I dug my hands in my pocket as I look throu
Amanda “Wake up Amanda!” I nearly hop out of my skin as I was fast asleep. I immediately opened my eyes and there he was sitting on my bed. A huge smile was plastered over Alexander face. “What the -“ he quickly place his hands on my lips in order to just me up. “You look so peaceful while sleeping dear.” “Get out!” I say kicking him off my bed. “William is not here, so leave.” “I know that. How are you doing?” “Not good now that you are here.” “Do you have any extra food? I’m starving.” “What do I look like?” “Why do you hate me?” “You make me sick.” “You are not sick right now.” He says winking. “Can’t you leave now? I already told you William isn’t here.” “I think I’ll stay until he returns.” “If you don’t go I’ll have you kicked out. I’m not afraid to do that!” He let out a laugh, then licks his lips. “Baby, this is my best friends house … he’d rather kick you out” as I took one step towards him there was a knock on the door. I rush to open it, but was disappointed t
Amanda I struggle with my suitcases as I tried to catch up with William as he heads towards the car. He had only one bag to carry which makes sense why he's able to walk briskly. I on the other hand have two suitcases, three travelling bags and my hand bag. He didn't even offer to take any of them from me. Definitely not a gentleman. When I got to the car a short fat grey haired man walked up to us, and despite his grey hairs he was fairly handsome. "Amanda this is Raffa, the driver" "Nice to meet you sir" I say giving him the warmest smile I possibly could. William rolls his eyes and open the door of the car. "It's a pleasure Mrs. Crivelli" he takes my hand into his and kisses it gently. "Do your job Raffa and quit talking to her. You're a driver. Nothing else. Remember that" his face was immediately flushed with embarrassment and I felt sorry for him. He takes my bags and place them in the trunk of the car, then we got in and he drove off. William seated himself to the farthest
William I glance at my wristwatch in frustration. Amanda has been in the shower for nearly half an hour and I need her right now, but apparently she's trying to be spiteful. I thought she wouldn't be of use on this trip, but apparently, I'm wrong since the man I'm meeting wants to meet her too. Although he's an old friend there's no way of getting around him with this. My mother really knows how to fuck my life up one stage to another. I need to find some way out of this marriage, but first I have to teach Amanda a lesson about marrying someone for money. About five minutes later she walked out dressed in a pink latex strapless dress with black heels. Her hair was done in a tight ponytail. She actually looks nice. Not super nice. Just a little nice. Nice enough. "Let's go!" I bark. "Keep in mind I'm doing you a favour" she says crossing her arms. "I don't have to show up" "Amanda it's dinner, and I like being at least an hour early. It's principle. Now, maybe you don't know abou
Amanda I stop at the corner shop and bought a bottle of water, then I took a seat on the bench. I had just finished exercising and I feel exhausted. I haven’t exercised in a long while. Like two years … It was a good way to get my mind open about doing something evil to William, but all I could think about was something silly. I shouldn’t even be thinking about doing something to him, since I’m technically dependent on him. Ugh … I don’t even know what to do right now. He’s so irritating and judgmental. Without trying to know the real reason I married him he just jumped to the conclusion of me being a whore … But then again, why wouldn’t he? If his mother didn’t put Kate in the hospital we would have never crossed paths. I would have continued my studies. I let out a sigh. “Hello, Amanda, right?” I look up at the nice piece of chocolate standing in front of me. His blue eyes glistened at me, not to mention his gorgeous smile. My heart immediately stopped. Literally. He’s probably the
Amanda The sun was perfect today. Not too hot. Just perfect. It was peaceful to listen to the calmness of the sea as it rushed upon the shore and touch the tip of my toes. I needed the time to think. To think about what I need to do to William. Or not do. I hate the good side of me, because each time I come up with something, it’s either stupid, or I decide against it. After all, I’m the reason he’s the way he is. I had thought maybe he would be nice to me, but I was wrong. I can see the hatred in his eyes whenever he looks at me. It’s like I’m a rotten piece of meat that stinks. I fail to understand how people work with him. I got up from the sand and went to take a dip in the water, and it’s like the universe decided against my alone time because William approached me in less than five minutes. It’s like he always follows me around. It’s so creepy and annoying. “Well, You’re brave enough to walk on the beach half naked with a … broken down body like yours.” “I’m going to ignore y
Today, every step that I make as I walk along the corridor of the hospital feels heavy. I just made a phone call to somewhere far away. Somewhere I will be. Soon. It has been three days after I received the first phone call from them. And I've made up my mind. I halt in front of the room, peeking through the glass on the door. And there inside the room, I see Prince, sitting on the bed. And my throat hurts so much. Tears pool in my eyes. I'm starting to doubt myself again whether I have enough strength to do this. To leave him. Right now. When he's still lying in the hospital. Wounded because of me. And it's very cruel of me that what I'm going to do next will just add more pain to his wounds, making them even worse. I move away from the door and lean back against the wall. I can't do this. But I have to. For myself. For him. For us. Tears escape my eyes and roll down my cheeks. It hurts so much. It hurts me to the core that I have to leave him. I wish I could spend more time
I can't believe what I see. Is this real? Because if this is all just a dream, I don't want to wake up. Prince tries to move his finger again, but he's still very weak. I stroke his hand, a soft smile touching my lips as tears brim my eyes. "You-you woke up," I whisper. He gazes at me with his intense eyes. "I had a dream," he rasps, his voice just as weak as his stare. "And there, you called me. Many times." I brush my fingers across his cheek. There's a tear in the corner of his eye, and I wipe it away as it escapes. "I've been thinking .. " he pauses, his voice hoarse. "What if you haven't forgiven me? I couldn't just go away, leaving you like that, could I?” My lips tremble, and I choke in tears. He stares at me, his eyes begging. "Cheska," he whispers. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all that I've done to you. I'm sorry that I hurt you." I shake my head. He's begging me like he's dying. He has sacrificed himself to save me to the point that he almost lost his life. But now, here h
I'm driving to my office when I hear my phone ringing on the dashboard. A smile tugs at my lips when I see the caller. Fiona. I press the speaker button, and her voice fills the air. "Morning, Drake." I almost want to bite my tongue to prevent myself from saying the next words, but hell with that, I decide to give myself a chance, ’Morning, beautiful." I know that she won't take this one like the other girls normally would have done. Still, a smirk curves on my lips. " You hit your head or what?" she asks, and I can imagine that she's rolling her eyes. "Easy there, Casanova." I chuckle. What a perfect way to begin my day in the morning. Our banters. Suddenly, all the tension from the morning rush disappears, just from hearing her voice. I like Fiona. Everybody might think that this is bullshit, since I always like girls. When do I not? Even my reputation as a player has already reached Fiona. But what I mean here is that I really like Fiona. I'm definitely taking this slowly and
I can't believe that I let him hold me again when I broke down. I must admit that his being here makes my heart at ease while Damien is on the run. I watch as he sits at the desk in the guest bedroom, opening his laptop, while I prepare my breakfast. I don't know if he already had one or not, but there's nothing wrong with preparing the food for him as well. I hear him talking to a person on the phone about some academic projects. It's too early in the morning to talk about that -- it might be something urgent. Then I remember that he's supposed to start his internship in the oil company -- the one I visited when I brought him the notebook. That time, he told me that it would start in three months after he passed his interview -- which is around this month. Is he postponing the start date? Because of me? My heart sinks as I think again about the circumstances that I'm in. I've been right all along. Our future doesn't work together. Mine will be a hindrance to him. I'll only be a bur
Cheska The thought of Drake purchasing a gun still bothered my mind the entire night, but I decide not to question him again about that. I keep wondering why he suddenly decides to carry it now. We've been living in California for two weeks, and so far, everything is fine. This morning, he leaves for work, as usual. While I'm about to finish blow-drying my hair inside my bathroom, I hear footstep sounds from downstairs. That makes my heart thump hard against my chest. Ever since the incident of Andrew breaking into our house in England, the smallest sound and the slightest movement can make me become a paranoid again. I'm sure that Jake has locked the door, so if it weren't him, who else would enter this house? Slowly, I step out of my room and head downstairs, almost tiptoeing so that I won't make too much sound. My pulse quickens as I finally reach the ground level. When I see the person entering the living room, I yelp in surprise. My eyes widen as I see Prince standing before m
Cheska The moment I close the door behind me, my sobs finally break. I’ve never thought that I would say those words to him, but I had to. We can’t be together anymore. I’ve promised myself that I’m going to forget everything about my painful past, about him. I need to be strong, and I can only be so without him. I’ve planned my future, and he won’t be in the picture. Our future doesn’t work together. Mine will destroy his. Drake leans back against the wall, his arms crossed on his chest, his eyes closed. He has heard everything as well. When he turns to me and walks closer to hug me, I bury my face in his chest and cry my eyes out, hugging him back. I can’t bear the pain anymore. Hurting Prince breaks my own heart, worse than when he broke mine. He came all the way here for me. He waited for days, standing on the street outside. He still waited for me even when the rain had been pouring hard on him. He was crying when he said that he loved me. But then, I just crushed him with m
Cheska As soon as Drake comes back from work, he visits my room. I sigh, closing my laptop. Drake leans back against my door frame, still in his office attire. “ Are you sure, Ches?” he asks me the question once again. I nod. This past week, I've been spending time with my laptop to figure out what I'm going to do with my life. And finally, I've found a light, filled with hope for my future. A way to achieve my dreams. "You know, I never thought that something like this would ever happen, but-" he falters, and I give him a hopeful look. A soft smile touches his lips. "As long as it makes you happy, I'm fine with it." Relief washes over me. I thought that he would be reluctant to accept my idea at first, butI always know that he's going to be supportive, as long as it's the best for me. I stand up from the chair, approach him and hug him, making him sigh. "Thank you, Drake. I always know that you're gonna be on my side." When we pull away, I do see the sadness in his eyes. Regrets
Cheska Today is my second day in Italy. It’s early morning, and I’m setting up my new cellphone when Drake emerges in my doorway. He’s talking to someone on the phone before handing it to me, making me wonder who it is. “ It’s your friend Kate,” he says. “ She got my number from Prince.” The mentioning of such name still makes my heart drop. I sigh and take the phone from Drake. “Hello?” Kate’s cries fill my ear as soon as I speak, and she goes frantic. “Oh my God, Ches. Are you okay? How are you doing over there?” A soft smile tugs at my lips. I miss her. It feels like ages since the last time I heard from her. This girl is worrying about me like I’m dying. “I’m okay. Don’t worry.” “God, I never thought that – “ she stops talking and starts sobbing. “If only I’d figured it out earlier.” She’s speaking about Andrew. There’s a guilt in her voice, and I want to tell her that none of this is her fault. Before, neither of us realized that Andrew was such a psychopath. We thought th
Prince Andrew ends up in the hospital. And I end up spending the night at the police station. That bastard is fucking lucky that I didn’t kill him, because before I could do so, three policemen came to stop me. I remember roaring like a mad person when they pulled me away from Andrew, who was already bleeding to death when the emergency response team from the hospital took him with the stretcher. My hands shaking, I look down and bury my face in them. What the hell am I doing here? I shouldn’t be here right now. I should be with her. Cheska. Cheska. Cheska. She’s the only thing in my mind now. I can’t imagine what she’s feeling at the moment. She must be scared, not knowing that to do. She must be broken. Hopeless. Alone. To settle the matters with the police, I’ve called my lawyer, whom I know from a friend I worked with for one of the influential companies I did my project with. He’s good, so I expect that the police can give me some dispensation once they find out that Andrew