“Hi mom,” Amanda greeted, her teeth visible through her warm smile. She settled on the chair and crossed her legs on top of the other. Carl's eyes hovered over her features, a hint of curiosity in them. Although he couldn't question why she had called, he was extremely curious to hear what they were saying.“Is she feeling any better now?” Amanda asked,her face filled with worry as she pressed the phone against her ears. Her smile faltered as she listened to her mom's conversation. A heavy feeling gnawed at his chest with curiosity etching his features.“Please, take good care of yourself, mom. I promise to pay you a visit during vacation.” Amanda spoke, her voice filled with concern.“Goodbye,” She said lastly before hanging the call. After sliding the phone on the table, her smile curled upwards when she caught sight of Carl staring at her“Your smile…” He said, his eyes filled with warmth.Amanda’s smile deepened. “That was my mom. She called to tell me about her health.”“Oh. I h
Amanda swallowed the heavy lump in her throat as Hilary spun around to leave. She could feel the weight of her departure in every movement she made..Hilary got into the restaurant, a bright smile on her face as she approached her peers.Her companion, a girl with a curious expression, raises an eyebrow. "Hilary, what's going on? What did you do to Amanda?" Hilary's smile widens, and she leans in, a conspiratorial whisper escaping her lips. "Let's just say I might have accidentally spilled the beans about Adrian's little bet…”“What!” Paige exclaimed, her eyes going wide.“I didn't reveal the truth yet but just gave her a little hint. I can't wait to see how devastated she'll be when Adrian finally breaks her heart,” Hilary confessed as she reclined on her chair.She took her glass of whiskey, and had a toast with the rest, sealing the moment.As she sipped from her drink, she fixed her gaze at Carl and Adrian whose faces were adorned with smiles as they conversed with each other.W
Amanda got home, her mind swirling with unanswered questions. Tears welled up in her eyes as she sprinted out of the apartment, her heart heavy with betrayal. Adrian called after her, his voice cutting through the thick silence. Wiping her tears with the back of her palms, she increased her pace, her heart thudding frantically against her ribcage.Hot tears streamed down her cheeks when she recalled how Carl had kissed some lady back there. She struggled to believe any of it.Carl's betrayal and Adrian's true intent on approaching her. Now she only had one belief — Their love for her wasn't genuine as they had claimed.It was all a facade after all.Amanda's phone buzzed incessantly in her pocket, breaking the solitude. She paused on her tracks to see who it was.“Charlotte..” She whispered, her breath coming out in ragged breaths as she struggled to hold back her tears.“Hi Amanda. How are you doing? I wanted to ask if you'd be coming over tonight..” Charlotte asked as soon as she
“I understand your decision to spend the vacation at your mom's place. Just ensure you call me if you need anything,” Charlotte mumbled, placing her hand on Amanda's shoulders with a look of concern on her face. Amanda pushed back her tears and managed to nod, her heart feeling heavy with a mixture of emotions.Her phone buzzed Incessantly, piercing the thick silence that had ensued. She took it out of her pocket to see who it was that had called her.A sigh escaped her lips when her gaze locked on the caller ID on the screen. She slid the phone back into her pocket, ignoring the subsequent calls, her face etched with determination.“Who is that?” Charlotte asked, concerned.“It's Adrian. He wants to speak to me but I'm not willing to respond or say anything to him. I just want some space.” Amanda mumbled, nibbling at her lower lips.“I totally understand.. It's okay if you don't want to pick his call.” Charlie spoke as she went into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, she took a bottle
“What is that, Amanda?” Sabrina, her mother, asked, her face imprinted with concern. She trudged towards her, dropping the knitted cloth in her hand on the sofa. Mia, whose attention was on the movie she was watching, paused to look at them when she noticed something was wrong. She sprang to her feet, her eyes holding a hint of concern.“What is it, Amanda?” She asked.Amanda's eyes widened as she stared at the paper, her mind racing with questions. "Mom, what does this mean?" she asked, her voice shaking slightly as her gaze drifted to Sabrina.Sabrina's face had turned pale, and she looked like she had been punched in the gut. "I...I don't know, Amanda," she stammered. "I have no idea who could have sent this or why."“Let me have a look at it. What does it say?” Sabrina mumbled as she took the paper from her.She swallowed the lump in her throat as she read the content.Amanda's eyes scanned the paper again, her heart sinking as she read between the lines: "Mr. Finn, President of
Adrian dialed Amanda's number for the umpteen. time but it wasn't going through. He hissed in frustration before banging his fist on the wall. Exhaling deeply, he shoved his fingers into his crew cut,his back resting against the wall. His butt landed on the floor as a feeling of despair gnawed at him.“I never knew this would happen…” He mumbled, his face etched with regret as he stole a glance at his reflection in the mirror He squared his shoulders and fixed his gaze at his knuckles which were starting to bleed. He had been punching the wall out of frustration each time his attempt to get her response failed.“I love you, Amanda. I really do.. I know I approached you because of a bet .But everything changed when I got to know you. You're an incredible person, and I fell deeply in love with you. I was wrong to start things with a bet, but I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make it right and prove my love to you.”. Adrian spoke, his voice filled with determination.His gaze fell
The room remained silent, with all eyes fixed on Adrian and Mr. Sam. Tension hung heavily in the air, and it seemed that Adrian's reaction had caused sudden outburst in the club. Mr Sam dragged on his cigarette as he sprang to his feet. He walked up to Adrian and said, “You can't just waltz in here and question my leadership, Adrian. You have no right to question whatever I do.” He repeated, his voice dripping with venom.Adrian stood his ground, his eyes locked on Mr. Sam. "Of course I have every fucking right, Mr. Sam. I have every right when it comes to Amanda. You're using an innocent girl like her just to gain control. And what if she's Mr. Finn's daughter?! What if she is? You have no fucking right to do what you did!!”The room erupted into chaos, with some members siding with Adrian and others defending Mr. Sam. The air was thick with tension, and it seemed that the club was on the brink of imploding.Adrian's eyes scanned the room, taking in the faces of his brothers. He h
Amanda diced the carrots slowly, her mind racing with several thoughts. Just when she thought she could get some rest and escape from her worries by spending vacation at home, it seems everything just got worse and more complicated.The thought of Mr. Finn being her father made her angry, frustrated, sad and anxious. Never in her life had she thought something like this would happen. Mr. Finn is the president of Wild Hogs for Christ's sake. He's also a leader and a close friend to Carl. She can't even imagine facing him and exchanging words with him after learning the entire truth. But one thing is certain — she hates him.Amanda continues dicing the Carrot, lost in thoughts. She winced, her face scrunched into a grimace as she ended up cutting herself.She raised her thumb which had blood seeping from the cut.“Fuck!” She hissed as she threw the knife into the zinc. She stopped whatever she was doing and applied pressure on her wound with a paper towel She raised her finger for a fe
Amanda's eyes scanned the nightclub, her gaze settling on a group of girls dancing and laughing together. She recognized them as the notorious "Bad Girls Club," known for their wild parties and carefree attitude.Amanda's lips curled into a sly smile as she made her way towards them. She had always been drawn to their fearless and uninhibited energy.As she approached, the girls turned to her, their eyes sparkling with excitement. "Amanda, girl! We've missed you!" one of them exclaimed, pulling her into a tight hug.Amanda laughed, feeling a sense of belonging among these girls. They didn't judge her, and they didn't care about her past. All they cared about was living in the moment and having fun.The night wore on, with Amanda and the Bad Girls Club dancing, drinking, and laughing together. They were a whirlwind of energy and excitement, and Amanda felt alive, free from the burdens of her past.As the night lingered, Amanda found herself letting go of her past, losing herself in the
Darkness loomed around with shadows lengthening outside. The only source of lights were those from the noisy clubhouses, pubs, hotels, shops and streetlights. The moon casted a warm glow, its reflection mirroring in placid lakes and other surfaces. Carl angrily swiped his phone and slid it into his pocket. He slid his fingers into his hair, a sigh of frustration escaping his lips.After his conversation with Amanda, he felt somewhat disappointed and furious. She had changed so much… Not only does she not want anything to do with him, she's so enthusiastic to do things she has never done before.He paused in his track to stare at his reflection in the mirror “Shit!” He cussed, clenching his fist at both sides.“When will this ever end?” He asked himself, shoving some few strands of his hair backwards. When he recalled how Amanda had told him not to meddle in her affairs, he got extremely jealous and envious Creasing his brows, he massaged his jaw as several thoughts crossed his mind.
It's been weeks but Amanda still couldn't get over her emotional turmoil. Ever since she saw Melanie, she couldn't help but think about how she had BETRAYED her. Melanie was someone she loved the most, someone she confided in. If she could easily betray her then she wouldn't think twice before doing worse. She thought about her mom and the secrets she had long hidden from her. She thought about Mr Finn who turned out to be her biological father.Her mind drifted to Adrian and Carl. She wouldn't forget Adrian's intent of approaching her because of the bet he made with his friends.Why does everyone treat her in this manner? She has done nothing wrong to deserve this.Her phone vibrated as it chimed incessantly on the table. Amanda sighed as she stared at the caller ID.“Carl,” She whispered and sighed. She didn't want to pick it at first but when the phone kept ringing, she forced herself to pick it.“Hi, Amanda. It's me, Carl. Please, I'd love to see you. Where are you?” Carl asked,
Amanda returned late that evening in a drunken state. After her encounter with Mr. Finn, she had gone to a bar to drink and to drown her sorrows and forget, if only for a little while. After leaving the bar, she boarded a cab down to the hostel.Her body reeked of alcohol. She couldn't even recollect the number of drinks she consumed. All she knew was that she kept drinking and ordering for more drinks. Ding dong! She pressed the doorbell and leaned against the wall, her mind reeling from the conversation she made with Mr. Finn earlier today. The door opened after a while. Charlotte was so excited to see her. She scrunched her face and creased her brows when she realised that Amanda reeked of alcohol. “Have you been drinking again?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Amanda smiled briefly as she walked in, her steps controlled. She squinted as the bright light of the TV pierced through her hungover haze, making her head throb in protest. She had just returned from a diml
Mr Finn stood dazed, stupefied and speechless as Amanda's questions hung heavily in the air. It was as if she was directly attacking him because she knew something wasn't right. Or maybe, she was starting to suspect something. Or worse, she found out the truth that he was her biological father. Mr. Finn swallowed the lump in his throat and exhaled deeply. He took a step forward, his bluish eyes piercing into hers.Nodding, he replies, “I don't know what it is you're trying to ask, Amanda. I don't understand why you're also trying to prove or ask a lot of questions about me? It's just kinda strange because it's the first time you're talking to me and seeing you ask me these questions feels off. Is there something you probably want to tell me?”Mr Finn questioned, his lips thinning as he awaited her response. Amanda went mute as she contemplated whether to reveal the truth to him or not. Whether to tell him about the past…Silence hung in the air, sharp and suffocating.Amanda gulped do
“Wow! I'm so so, speechless..” Charlotte exclaimed, her face flushed from shock. Charlotte's expression changed from shock to concern as she processed the revelation. "Amanda, I'm so sorry. I had no idea. How are you handling this?"Amanda shook her head, feeling a mix of emotions. "I don't know, Charlotte. I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. It's like my whole life has been turned upside down."Charlotte nodded empathetically. "We'll figure this out together, okay?”She wrapped her arms around her knees, her brows snapping together as she thought of something to ask.Adjusting herself on the bed, Charlotte asked, “But first, tell me everything. What happened with your mom? How did your mom get to meet Mr. Finn? What were the challenges they were facing that made her leave him? And you mentioned that he was a notorious biker back then so being with him might be complex right?”Amanda nodded and replied, “My mom is from a religious background. Getting pregnant with Finn's chil
After a day~Overwhelmed by betrayal and heartbreak, Amanda sought solitude and distanced herself from everyone. She reflected on her painful past, including Ryan’s betrayals, Adrian’s deceit, Carl’s infidelity, and the difficult childhood she endured, including her mother’s harsh treatment and her father’s abandonment. She also mourned the betrayal of her best friend, Melanie. After swelling down several glasses of whiskey, she got on her feet, her face etched with determination.She had just one plan— Return back to college to meet Charlotte. She had thought that staying here would help her get over her worries but it just seemed to cause more emotional turmoil for her..“Do you need more drinks, beautiful?” The handsome slender bartender who was behind the counter asked as he winked at her.There wasn't a single trace of smile on Amanda's face. She gave him a bored look and shook her head in response.As she was about to leave, he grabbed her hand gently behind her, causing her to
Amanda diced the carrots slowly, her mind racing with several thoughts. Just when she thought she could get some rest and escape from her worries by spending vacation at home, it seems everything just got worse and more complicated.The thought of Mr. Finn being her father made her angry, frustrated, sad and anxious. Never in her life had she thought something like this would happen. Mr. Finn is the president of Wild Hogs for Christ's sake. He's also a leader and a close friend to Carl. She can't even imagine facing him and exchanging words with him after learning the entire truth. But one thing is certain — she hates him.Amanda continues dicing the Carrot, lost in thoughts. She winced, her face scrunched into a grimace as she ended up cutting herself.She raised her thumb which had blood seeping from the cut.“Fuck!” She hissed as she threw the knife into the zinc. She stopped whatever she was doing and applied pressure on her wound with a paper towel She raised her finger for a fe
The room remained silent, with all eyes fixed on Adrian and Mr. Sam. Tension hung heavily in the air, and it seemed that Adrian's reaction had caused sudden outburst in the club. Mr Sam dragged on his cigarette as he sprang to his feet. He walked up to Adrian and said, “You can't just waltz in here and question my leadership, Adrian. You have no right to question whatever I do.” He repeated, his voice dripping with venom.Adrian stood his ground, his eyes locked on Mr. Sam. "Of course I have every fucking right, Mr. Sam. I have every right when it comes to Amanda. You're using an innocent girl like her just to gain control. And what if she's Mr. Finn's daughter?! What if she is? You have no fucking right to do what you did!!”The room erupted into chaos, with some members siding with Adrian and others defending Mr. Sam. The air was thick with tension, and it seemed that the club was on the brink of imploding.Adrian's eyes scanned the room, taking in the faces of his brothers. He h