The room went quiet when Reynolds walked into it. His eyes still on the last person he wanted to see, he closed the door behind him and walked closer to Amy and stretched out the bags to her. He looked at the supposed best friend to Amy and his jaw tightened, he was sitting on the edge of her bed, holding her hand and making her smile. Amy saw the change on his face and decided to lighten up the room, "darling you're back, you recognize my friend David right?". "Unfortunately I do". Reynolds replied, still standing at the edge of the room.David cleared his throat, obviously uncomfortable about the outright stare Reynolds was giving him. "Mr Bennet, thank you for finally letting me see her". "Direct that appreciation to Amy, I don't deserve it". Amy looked from one man to the other, noticing the tension sparking between them she decided to change the topic. "Oh how wonderful, you got me strawberry flavored ice cream, thank you so much darling". Reynolds looked at her in confusion,
Amy was sitting in the garden, vaguely concentrating on the book in her laps. Since she returned from the hospital 3 weeks ago, Reynolds had refused to let her go anywhere outside of the house or do anything for that matter. She was like a prisoner, at least she was a pretty one. Reynolds had refused to touch her even by mistake since the night in the hospital, maybe he felt he would break her into two if he so much as pointed a finger in her direction. He was terribly unbearable these days, he had made one of the maids sleep in her room at night, his reason was in case she needed to use the washroom or if she needed something else.Like she had a servants bell already installed by her bedside already, she was making use of her crutches most times, except now that she rarely felt pain in the leg but of course that was not enough for Mr high and mighty. He just had to make the maid practically move in with her agàinst her wishes. She remembered the first night he suggested it, she
Amy laid on the reclined chair wearing her light blue bikini. She was at the beach, braving the harsh sun in a bit to impress her new found friends. The long awaited week they had been planning for had finally arrived, it was Marie and Carie Carlos' birthday on Saturday and they had made arrangements for all six of them to fly out to Miami for a birthday weekend. Amy personally did not like traveling and certainly did not also like having several parts of her body on display to the general public but she did not want to kill the joy and so whatever they suggested, she went along with it.When she had informed Reynolds about the trip, he had flipped out, giving her a long list of excuses and reasons why she should not go. She knew that he would do everything in his power to thwart her plans, the chance she had at building real friendships and so no matter how much he pressured her, she refused to tell him her departure date. On that day, she did her normal routines, packed a small
Amy got to the hotel entrance first and waited for Ava to catch up with her. She forgot her towel at the beach and she turned to the varlet at the door, "please can I get a towel" he nodded and disappeared inside. Ava ran to her and held the wall for support as she tried to catch her breath. Amy looked at her and laughed, "why are you so exhausted?The distance wasn't that far". "It wasn't that close either and I was trying to catch up with you, you run like a horse". Amy laughed again, the varlet returned and handed a towel to her. "Thank you". She said to him and he went back to his position.She tied the towel around her waist as she let Ava catch her breath, she didn't like the way her butt cheeks were on display. "You've got good legs for running, did you ever try out for track?" "Nope" Amy shook her head as they walked back to their room. "Football then", "nope", "okay soccer", "nope, my parents would not approve of me running round a field, sweating like a dog". Ava laughed,
"Chug, chug, chug, chug" they chanted, cheering at Carie who was chugging beer from a large pipe connected to a large barrel of beer. They had gone to one of the clubs downtown for the night.So far they were having fun even Amy who did not usually like places like these had loosened up and had two bottles of beer and several glasses of vodka. Her phone pinged and lit up with a message from an unknown number.You look really pretty in that sundress.Amy was confused and scanned through the crowded club to see you must have sent her that message but couldn't find anyone's eyes on her. She tapped Ava on the shoulder and showed the message to her. "Our admirer has texted you, he's probably here somewhere, gawking at you" Ava said, still drinking from a bottle. Amy typed back to him, Thank you Antoine, now come out of hiding and buy me a bottle of beer"She really did not need another bottle of beer, she just wanted to be sure it was him, she hated it if she had the feeling that someone
Sarah gasped and turned to Amy, "isn't that Reynolds?'' Amy, too drunk to speak, nodded her head. They got to the entrance of the hotel and Reynolds stood up and approached them. "Rey... Reynolds what are you doing..here?" Amy stammered, Reynolds looked around at the others “you guys can go, I just need my wife”he said to the others and then walked in leaving them outside. Antoine was still holding on to Amy, wondering what he should do, if he let go of her ,she would fall to the ground and if he stood there, the man in front of him would raze him to the ground.Reynolds looked at the hand placement of Antoine, his eyes darkening the more when he saw his hands wrapped round Amy's waist. "What are you doing with my wife?", "No.. nothing....we just met earlier..." he stammered, Reynolds stared him dead in the eye unnerving him, "so you make it a habit to pick up people's wives". "No,no I didn't know she was married bro, here you can have her". He said and pushed her to him, Antoine
Looking down at what she was wearing, Amy thought of how she would leave the room to the other room she shared with Ava. She had no single piece of clothing in here, apart from the puke stained clothes which was very unacceptable. Her phone, where was it? She went into the toilet and picked up her discarded dress with the tips of fingers and searched through the pocket but couldn't find the phone. She walked back into the room, aware of Reynolds eyes on her, he had taken off his shirt and was now chest bare fiddling through his phone but she was much too hungover to ogle at his beautiful form."I can't find my phone", "yeah because you were much too busy getting drunk with Anthony to mind your phone and personal effects. Amy denoted a hint of dry sarcasm from his voice, she wasn't going to fall for it, not today, if he wanted to call him Anthony fine, he could call him whatever he wanted."you're obviously of no help to me Mr Bennett so I think I have to get going now, I need to see
Amy looked around the store in awe, although she owned some gucci products, she had never been to the store. "You're drooling," Reynolds said and nudged her forward. A middle aged man in a tuxedo with the biggest bow tie Amy had ever seen walked up to them, "welcome, Mr Bennet it's nice to see you again".It made complete sense that they would know him, who in the world doesn't know of Reynolds Bennet's existence. "Come this way" the man gestured to them and led the way.Amy eyes perused the different products lining the shelves as they walked by. Carie would love one of these she thought as her eyes fell on a brown leather bag with the fashion brand inscribed on it."Do you fancy that one?" Amy gave Reynolds a slant look, "not quite, but I think Carie would love this. This place reeks of extravagance Reynolds, why would you want to get something from here?". "I know the Carlos twins, Amy, they're vain enough to gush over Gucci products. I want your gift to be the best of all and I