Evans I had to quickly get home to relax, after the scene Amelia pulled into the board room. Even if she was my best friend's daughter, I hated her guts. She annoyed the f*ck out of me but thanks to my self-control. Soon enough, I caught a glimpse of what she wore. That yellow dress was Amelia's. She looked like she was struggling to get out of his grip. No Evans, just leave. My subconscious said. I pass the aisle but soon enough, I see myself going back again. I take the bat in my back seat, using it on his head. “Who the f*ck are you!” The guy shouted in my face and I gave him a punch—breaking his nose. “I also don't want to be here, it's mutual,” I said and gave him another blow. He was no match for me because he was on the floor in seconds. **** Amelia slept soundly in my car, I wasn't going to take her up—not with my best friend at home. I drive straight to my apartment in no time she's soundly asleep on my bed. 30 minutes later… “What is this place?” I hear her voice a
Amelia Today was the day I chose my dress for the engagement. My wedding engagement. “Mimi, you've been in there for a long time now,” Cassie called. I walked out, in my 24th dress choice. “I don't want to do this,” I said “I know girl, but you have no other option.” “If I could just look for a way to get out of this whole marriage thing.” “Unfortunately, there is none. If you had a rich boyfriend like Ramon in your life. You wouldn't have to deal with all this arrangement.” Cassie said. “That's it! Omg Cassie you're a genius.” “I know I am but what'd I do?” She gave me one of those beautiful smiles of hers. “I should find myself a rich boyfriend! Someone with more influence compared to Ramon’s or my father's.” “Mimi, your engagement is in 2 days. How are you going to find that ‘perfect’ man?” “That's why we have the Internet. Come on Cassie, keep up!” **** “We've been searching for hours, there's no one with that much influence,” Cassie whined. “So I'm stuck with
Amelia Evans didn't come home after this. It didn't bother my father but it bothered me, he wasn't taking any of my calls and we needed to take pictures and release them on the Internet. The engagement ceremony was tonight. “Where are you?” I asked Evans on the phone. After calling all day, he finally decided to answer. “I've been working.” “You need to meet me. We have something important.” “My work is more important Amelia.” “Mimi, you can call me Mimi.” He said nothing at his end. “Please. Remember, you promised to help” “And I haven't signed the papers yet.” “Meet me at PremiumDelu” ****** He did come, but this time better. His blonde hair was gelled back, exposing his chiseled face and painted nose. How could I forget how beautiful my father's best friend is…how sometimes I wish he could be mine. His leather tux didn't do justice in hiding his large arms. The shirt almost looked small cause this man was wide! He ushered me into the car, it felt like one of those
Amelia The drive back home was quiet, no one spoke. Someone needed to break the ice. “I'm sorry if I pressured you into doing it.” “Okay.” “I promise it won't happen again.” “Okay.” He repeated. “I said I'm sorry.” “Okay.” He acknowledged. “Just Okay?” “You need me to say more?” He asked. “Yes I do.” “Amelia, there's nothing left to say.” He concluded and came to a stop in front of the gate. I couldn't step out of the rain, I was scared too. “I'm really sorry Evans.” “Okay.” “Enough of the okays!” I said in frustration. I couldn't take another one of his Okay. “You can get down.” “I can't.” I responded “Why?” “I'm…I don't like it when it rains.” “No one does, there's an umbrella you can take.” “No…I'm..I” “You're scared?” “Yes.” He breathes in and out before responding, “Get out of the car Amelia.” and with that he drives off. I stand, face to face with my gate. The security wasn't there. No one was. Just a dark night under the rain. Again. I remember
AmeliaIt struck again and I ran out of the room, jumping onto Evans. “Ahhh”“Get off!” He throws me on the floor.“Ouhh, my elbow. F*ck. Can't you be a gentleman at least?”“You jumped on me.” He defended“So,you could have at least caught me.” If that wasn't enough, the power chose to go off at that particular moment.I clutch onto Evans shirt, I'm scared of the dark and there is no way in h*ll I was going to leave his shirt. “Let go of my shirt Amelia.” “There's a power outage.”“I can see. I'm not blind.”“Where are you going then?” I asked.“To get a lamp.”“I'll come.”“First you're scared of thunder and rain,now it's the dark. I'm not babysitting.”“Who said I was scared? I'm trying to keep you company.”“I don't need that.” ***********************************After our back and forth night, the morning finally came. I called Cassie, planning on crashing at her place for a while.After a change of clothes—Evans clothes since mine were soaking wet. I rang Cassie's doorbel
Amelia“You did what?!”“I sent him the picture.” “I didn't even—why?!” Evans' hands hit the table again for the 4th time. Definitely, I'm going to be in this man's hating list.“I told you I didn't want to be in your stupid game.” He said.“I know. I just, my emotions okay.” “Your emotions are invalid at this point Amelia.”“Quit arguing. The faster we solve this, the better.” He called someone who was apparently going to hack Alex's phone and delete the picture. But that's if Alex is smart enough to still retain the picture or the phone. I didn't wait, I left immediately. Hopefully that'll be solved.***********************************“A lot of things are going on in your life right now Mimi.” Frankie said“I know, I mean sometimes being the centre of attention is amazing but this just a lot.”“You still have feelings for Alex?” Eleanore asked.“A little. But now he's just a bitch at this point.” “What's your Dad going to do? Will you go back home? If I was you, I sure wouldn't
Evans After the call from Barry, I had to get my things ready and headed out. Personally, I would shit myself if my best friend found out about the things happening between his daughter and I. There was nothing actually happening, but she was a pain in the ass.Their engagement was going to be on a ship. Classy. I don't quite understand Amelia. As impulsive and dumb as she is, sometimes she can be reasonable. “Glad you could make it.” Barry approached me. I understand Barry can be a little—well a lot. Barry and I have been friends since middle school. He grew up in wealth and his dad was no different. I loved going to Barry's home, I mean we would do a lot of things there. We would party, smoke and drink. The father didn't care about shit, only his company. Barry's place was my solitary. My house was shit, I mean dad with no job but spends his money on drinks—my father was a stone cold womaniser. Mom, on the other hand, wished she was better. Fuck her though, she was a bad mother
Amelia I've had too much to drink, too much. My eyes were already watering and I've not had a lot of drinking like this since college. I was about to get to my room, this ship was huge—the Lawson outdid themselves on this one. “Fuck!” I forgot the keys. There's no one to help. I sat there on the floor, maybe someone will. “Yay!” “What are you doing down there?” He asked. “Waiting for you silly.” His face was blurred. I mean, there's no use in seeing his face right? “My room is locked, I can't open it and it's so frustrating.” I draw my words. “My room is that way, I'll take you there.” “I think I can take her now.” Another make voice interrupted us. I squinted my eyes and saw Evans holding my hands and getting me away from the chef guy I was probably holding. “Sorry. I wasn't planning on doing anything sir.” And he left “Evans, Evans. Come come, come here and join me.” “Where's your room card?” “I swallowed it. No—I think I did, I just can't find it aga
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