Amelia It felt weird, how anxious I was about talking to Becca.I didn't know if she hated me or not for spilling the rape information like that, I didn't know how her conversation with Dad went or what was the outcome.I sighed, we've never had this problem before. But, I need to talk to her, the fundraiser was tonight and I needed to head out now so I can set things.Alright, deep breath and knock.No answer.I knocked again.Still no answer.“Becca?” I called entering her room.I heard the sound of the shower as I entered the empty room, I sat on her bed waiting.“Hey,” I said standing as she came out.Becca nervously looked around avoiding my gaze and holding her towel tightly.“I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have announced it like that. I wasn't thinking straight and I was so mad at Aaron. It's not an excuse at all, I'm just really, really sorry.”Her eyes finally locked on mine. They were filled with longing.“Mimi, I'm not mad.”Becca walked towards me.“I'm actually very grate
I half-opened my eyes. It was dark but not pitch black. The place wasn't breathable, I could only take note of the only means of ventilation in the room, the little window at the end. I wasn't fucking rapunzel, was I? I tried moving my body and felt trapped. The large chains around me held me down. I kicked again and my knee hit the bars. It felt like I was in an enclosed space. I was in a cage. Not a human cage but the types they would use for an animal. I was tied up like I was fucking gulliver. "Hello!" I screamed in hopes I would get an answer. "Anyone?!" Where am I? I tried moving my hands, but I was unable to because of the way they were chained behind me. "Get me out of here! Get me out!!" There was no one, or so I thought. "If you're quiet, he might release you." I hear a timid voice in the dark. "Who are you?" "You can't see me. I'm Deborah." "Why am I in here Deborah? Why are you in here and where are we?" "You'll be fine, don't worry. Afte
Amelia "Deborah baby, introduce yourself to our guest would you?" "You're a monster." "Oh come on, I'd prefer enthusiasts.." His lips curled up into a disgusting smirk. I hate this man, so much. "Why would you do this to your wife?" "She never listened. I hate women who never listen. She was just like Becca, you know, the only difference is Becca has a stubborn sister while Deborah on the other hand, had no one." I could hear Deborah sniffing from the shadows. She was crying, who wouldn't? All Aaron did was talk and smile. He was getting the fun out of all of this. He was loving inflicting pain on other people. "Her family didn't want her. They gave her to me immediately after they got the opportunity. All her parents wanted was money and boy, I sure do have a lot of money. So in exchange for their worthless daughter, I made them rich. She's stuck with me, aren't you Deborah?" He looked at her cage and asked. "Do you think no one will come looking for me?" "That...I d
Evans "You were present and you let her go!" "I didn't know sir, I knew something was wrong but I couldn't pinpoint it. I'm sorry." "Uncle Evans, it's fine. We will find her. I've already told Dad and he is out of his work towards it." Becca encouraged me as I held my hair in frustration. Where could she be? "Something is wrong Becca. She's in big trouble and I can feel it." "We will find her. I am also worried about her and I need her back." "She was kidnapped. And I know who it is..." "Who do you have in mind?" "Who else? Aaron of course." I couldn't contain the anger that boiled in me. I wanted my fist through his teeth. "I don't think Aaron would do this...Yes, he might be cunning but he has no problem with Amelia. He didn't fight in court against her." "I know he is the one Becca. I can feel it." "Okay, I think you need to rest. You need to go home and we'll figure this out. Mimi is my younger sister and I'm worried about her too. I just hope she's safe
Amelia "You are headstrong," Aaron said as he walked into the room. Deborah was quiet for a while and I was starting to think– "Your threats are meaningless...to me." It's been two days and I have gone without food or water. My words come out of my mouth with the little breath I have left. "Do you want to die here?" "That's another best option compared to a lifetime with you." "You know, I've changed my mind. You either marry me or..." "Or what?!" I attacked. He chuckles and looks at me again before taking a stool. He sat and used his hands to support his head as he looked at me like I was some kind of TV show. "I pity you, I do. You know I don't want this for you. I mean—" He holds up his hand and tucks in a strand of my hair. "I don't want this for you. It's just simple, why won't you give in to me?" "You're so pathetic." "I'm not Evans, right? You're nothing but a sl*t. Speaking of Evans...I have a little surprise for him. Don't you think we should surprise
Evans "Help! Help!" I screamed as we wheeled Amelia into the hospital. "She's bleeding." The nurse stood at the reception and continued filling her papers. Is she out of her mind? "Help me! Isn't this your job?! She's bleeding!" The other nurses from the ambulance helped in wheeling Amelia into the emergency ward. "I'm sorry sir, you can't come in." "I need to be around her. What do you mean?" "I'm sorry. We can't let you. You can wait for the patient." "You must be out of your mind." I refused to stand outside and wait until I could help her. I need to be with her, she's all alone. I need you to survive Amelia. "Please wait for the patient outside the ward or at the reception." The doctor palmed my chest, shoving me to the corner as he wore his nose mask, following the others into the ward. I paced around, I'd called Becca and Barry. They were on their way. I didn't inform anyone of my plan, I informed only the police. We had hatched a plan to take Aaron
Evans I need to break things up with Amelia. I need to do it now that it's still hidden and the thing between us is still growing.There is a lot of baggage that I'm carrying that a young woman like her shouldn't bear at all. Amelia is still young, she needs a young guy who is happy and optimistic.My present state of mind will just make the light in her eyes dim. Becca's question made me realize that I hadn't completely moved on from Gloria and Amelia deserves more than that.“Evans?” the doctor asked looking between Barry and I.Aaron's arrest means Samantha is free and alone. Becca went to be with her. Although she was sad about Amelia's condition, the joy in her eyes as she left the hospital was very obvious.“That's me. Is she okay now? Can I do see her?” Barry and I stood up as I questioned the doctor.“She's stable but still unconscious. I'm here for you actually, the lady that left asked me to clean your injuries.”“I'm fine. It's just some scratch.”Barry shook his head, “
Amelia I am choking. Oxygen is getting thinner and thinner. “Evans…” I whisper.Where is he? I heard him, didn't I? Was it just in my head? I stopped screaming his name when breathing became hard.I am squeezing in the middle of the cage, trying to keep my body from touching the cage. The heat from the flames increased the temperature of the metal bars every minute.Thankfully, the flames had not yet reached the room but the smoke seemed to be gathering just in this room.I wonder which was more painful, death by burning or suffocation? My cheeks were wet with tears. I bet it's the only thing that isn't dry in this godforsaken room.“Evans…”I don't want to die…I don't want to die…should I have let Becca surfer?...No…but I don't want to die!!“Evans…”A crash makes me look up.No!! No!!The flames were here….Gasping for air, I woke up. My body was drenched in sweat. I grabbed the always-present cup of water and gulped it down.It's been two weeks since the accident and the nightma
Song: Your Song by Rita OraThree years later…“Stop!” I giggled as I dodged his hands. “Stop!” I laughed this time as his large arms wrapped round my chest. “What? I'm not doing anything,” he denied.“Yes, you are. Stop tickling me.” “Don't you have work to do?” I asked him as I turned to face him. “Hmm?” “I don't have work to do,sorry.” He made a sad face and smiled.“Urghh…don't do that. I thought old people aren't meant to make those faces?” “I'm forty-four, and I am not old.” “You are to me.” “Says the twenty-five year old…”“No, says your wife.” I cupped his cheeks and pressed my lips against his. I had missed him a lot. He just got back from a trip last night, and he's been over me since. I mean, I did miss him but…Well—Hell. I'm a fucking liar. I missed him a lot. I was about to say something when I got interrupted by the knock on the door. “Come in,” I said. Dia came running in with Becca behind her.“Daddy! Daddy!” she said as she immediately jumped onto her fat
Amelia6 months later…“I'll hold her.” “What if she cries or she needs something?” “Mimi, Dia is fine, today is your day so go…have fun.” “How do I look?” I asked my sister.“So so good. The dress looks perfect on you. Now go walk on that aisle like a boss,” she smiled and cradled Dia in her arms. “Ready?” Cressida came in and asked. Her eyes immediately landed on me and she gasped.“Oh my god, you look so gorgeous.”“She is the bride after all, she should look good.” Frankie said as she came in.I gave a warm smile and clenched my hands together. I was nervous but I was really so happy. “The bridesmaid is here to take you, your Highness,” Frankie smiled as she gave a bow. “I don't know if…” “Enough! You look beautiful. You're getting married, no negative thoughts. No negative thoughts, okay? Mom will be so proud of you.” That warmed my heart.That made me feel content. As Frankie took my hand and walked out the dressing room with me, I knew this was it. I was getting marrie
Evans“Shit!” I cursed as I helped her into the car. I drove as fast as I could, unsure what to do.“You…you okay?” I looked back at her. She wasn't saying anything.“Please Amelia, communicate!” “Evans….I love you but baby, shut the fuck up and drive the damn car, right now!” Her scream came out as a cry. In no time, we were in the hospital. Her water broke in the car and she needed immediate attention. While she was being wheeled into the labour room, I called Becca and Hans immediately. Minutes later, they walked into the waiting room. Seriously, did they jump from the sky? “Is she in?” Becca asked.“Yes,” I answered. “They won't let me in. And I'm…” “She'll be fine,” Becca reassured me. I tried to stop my trembling hands from shaking. “I don't know why they've refused me to go in!” I stood up and punched the wall in frustration.“Calm down, man.” Hans said.“Let's just sit here and wait. She'll be okay. She's a strong girl.” AmeliaAs I lay on the bed, head facing the cei
Evans I have planned this. I hope this goes well and it wasn't fucked up by Hans. I still hate him, but he has been a good guy. Hans is a great guy but he can be shady, and that just fucks things up for his character. My fingers trembled on the steering. I shouldn't be nervous about this. I have been planning the proposal for weeks now. I know she was expecting it sooner, and it did make me feel like a dick but I had to wait. I've pre-planned this. Two weeks of thinking of the perfect proposal, four weeks of looking for the perfect spot/restaurant/ any place, really. One week of constant training. I had written a little note and slipped it into my pants pockets. I looked at her again. I hope this works. Amelia looked at me with raised eyebrows when we stopped at the same hotel where Barry had his gala months ago. “I thought we were eating out?” I held my breath, “We are. I have something to show you. Come.” After we got out of the car; we entered the hotel and were welcomed by
Amelia“Okay. Then I agree to this. To all of it.” Saying those words made me hurt but I knew I had to do it. I had to let my dad go. “Is this what you want, Princess?” Evans asked and I simply nodded my head, hiding my sobs. “Okay,” he responded and signed the papers. My dad looked at the both of us, his eyes filled with nothing but content. Not envy or greed but content. I love my father. I will always love him no matter what. “Will you atleast come when we have the baby?” “Yes, I will. I promise to come see my grandchild.” And with that, my dad gave me a long look and a, “please take care of her,” to Evans and walked away. “Baby…” I didn't realise I was crying until Evans was at my side, wiping my stained cheeks with his thumbs. That day was spent on his laps, sobbing and eating popcorn. ****“Fuck me,” he groaned as i shifted again on his chest.“Sorry.” I totally forgot he needed more rest. My whole weight was on him throughout the night. “You don't have to apologise.”
Amelia“You just got discharged a few days ago. I'm not letting you go anywhere.” “Why not?” He looked at me with his bowl of cereal in his hand. “I won't let you go anywhere, understand?” “You're being bossy. I'm fine. I'm well, I just have…I have work to do.” “Why are you so stubborn Evans?” “Why are you so reluctant and bossy, princess?” I rolled my eyes and watched his Adam's apple bob up and down. We just got discharged six days ago, there is no way I'm letting this man walk out of this house to go work.“I'll be careful. Nicholas will be there.”“No.”“What if I bribe you?” “Yeah, right.” I said as I poured the coffee into the mug and dropped a spoonful of sugar into the mug.“I love seeing you bossy. It makes you sexier. Maybe next time you can wear a police outfit and boss me around just like this?”“Haha, funny. I know you can work from home. So do just that.” “Oh, you are such a sexy wife.” I didn't dwell on the fact that he just called me his wife. His phone rang,
Amelia“Ms Reynolds,” the doctor said as he walked up to me. “Yes doctor,” I jumped on my feet immediately. “I have good news,” he said. He could clearly see the worry and sadness in my sore eyes. Everyone in the hospital knew about me. I had gone to pray in the hospital's church and met a woman, sue comforted me. God bless her. She had her own worries too, but she listened to me. Spared me a napkin and we both cried. We both cried for me.“What's the news?” “Mr Scott is fine. He is conscious now. We had to extract the toxic poison from his body before it caused any more damage. He was already losing strength and with the toxin still roaming free, there was a higher chance of it causing a stroke or worse. We had no other option to save him. I am really sorry if this made you worried, I hope you can understand.” “It's fine doctor. Thank you. Can I see him now?” “Yes, but he is still weak. We've administered some medications and drips to help give him strength. But yes, you're f
Amelia Ignoring the tiny twinge of discomfort in my ankles, I paced. Have been pacing for a while now.They won't tell me anything. Nicholas, Kelly, even Thomas. They knew something but they won't say.Why won't they tell me? I was Evan's, the mother of his child. I deserved to know what was wrong.It was tempting to look at the clock to know how long he had been in there. How long the doctors were taking to surface.“Nicholas, tell me what's wrong, please.” He averted his gaze but I won't be discouraged. “Nicholas…” I wadled to his line of vision, “... tell me. You don't have to worry about my reaction and the baby will be fine. Just tell me.”He remained mute.“Mimi…” I heard Becca say behind me.I clutched the front his shirt with both hands, finally gaining his attention. “Tell me right now or so help me God…”Freeing him immediately at the sound of a door opening, I abandoned the idea of trying to force the answer out of him and turned to the doctor.My heart fell with disappoin
Amelia It's been two days since that day. Since he was shot and it feels like death already. Kelly stroked my hair and carried the plates out. I have been eating, just because of the baby and the fact that Evans would be mad at me when he does wake up if I skip meals.But it's been hard. So hard.“Baby…” I blinked my tired and swollen eyes as I grabbed his left hand. “Don't you think it's time to wake up?”Nothing. Just stillness under his eye lids that I was scared of.“I need you Evans,” I whispered, my voice hoarse and tiny from the countless tears I had shed. “Please…”His thumb didn't give my hand a little stroke like I desperately wished for. It just laid there in the silence. They said everything was okay now, that it was just a matter of waiting for him to wake up.“Babe, don't do this Evans. Look at me, get up and look at me,” the quiver in my voice drew my attention to my wet cheeks. “Oh..” I was crying again.The door opened. I didn't bother to look up, it was the nurse