Amanda's POV
Since yesterday, all I could think of was Vince. It was as if he was always hidden at the back of my mind. I didn't even realize that he meant so much to me until now. After I had reached home from sending Vanessa back to her house, my house was already pitch black.
My parents were asleep upstairs. Quickly, I had parked my car in the garage and went up the front porch steps. I collapsed onto the bed, exhausted from the day's events. I was beyond exhausted.
I didn't even take a shower. I stank but who cares, I'll wash everything tomorrow morning. At the speed of light, I changed into my pink dotted pajamas and got ready for bed.
Luckily, I remembered to brush my teeth and wash my face. I headed to the bathroom speedily and everything was done in a matter of minutes. At the back of my mind, I wondered where my dad slept.
Was it with Liz, or the guest room? I didn't actually want to know. Running back to my room, I hopped
Amanda's POVThe rest of the day went by in a breeze. History class was boring, as usual. Chloe, who was beside me, shot me a bored expression. I glanced at her, sympathetically, I hoped. Although we weren't very close in class, she was still one of the few friends I had apart from Layla and Alex.When Ms. Raymond was still droning on and on about our recent graded assignment where half the class attained a failing mark, Chloe took out a pack of sticky notes. I noticed this at the corner of my eye and smiled."Your class is the worst I've taught. Don't you need to reflect on yourself!" Ms Raymond's voice boomed. I've never really studied her closely, but I always felt like she resembled a big grizzly bear, with a stout stature and a roaring voice that rocked tables. Her eyes were artificially concealed in colored contact lens, usually big and black ones. She wasn't ugly, but just ordinary looking.She also had a huge tummy. I always wondered if she was ac
Vince's POVAs she curled up beside me on the bed, she had never looked more relaxed. I, on the other hand, felt the butterflies in my stomach, tight with fear. She looked perfect, her light blond hair resting on my shoulder, her eyes the lightest blue. She was so innocent, and I didn't want to do or say anything to ruin the peace that Amanda brought with her.Will she reject me, seeing the end scenario? I knew my heart could not take the rejection again after she walked out during the match. She was my weakness, whether she knew it or not. I could only be weak and vulnerable in her presence, and I hated myself for this.Why was I becoming like this? All my life, I had been putting barriers up, pushing people out of my life so that no one could hurt me. I was hurt enough, by my parents
Amanda's POV When Vince started speaking, his warm hoodie pressed comfortably against my side, I fell in love with him all over again. It was his dark eyes, his bronze hair, that made everything we went through worth it. As we sat side by side on the bed, this had never felt so perfect. Just now, we ate a quick dinner in the kitchen. Luckily, we had some noodles in the fridge and some chicken that could be reheated. Vince helped to prepare the ingredients and I fried the noodles in a big pot. Not sure whether it was because of the excitement of seeing Vince again or the relief, I was famished. Vince, who was usually not a big eater, du in enthusiastically. I chuckled as I recalled the food that was still stuck at the corner of his mouth and Vince scowled at me. It was so fun a
Amanda's POV"So that was what was up with Alex and Layla," I said, my suspicions confirmed. I had known something was wrong, but it didn't cross my mind that Vince could be involved. The situation was much more complicated than my little pea brain had imagined.Perhaps I really had been living under a rock this whole time. While Vince had been my enemy, he definitely proved otherwise. I was quite sure that Alex was always the good guy, only that he had been manipulated by the false Layla.With this in mind, I felt a new sense of warmness enter my body. Even though I was outside, I wasn't afraid of the chill anymore. Vince was beside me, holding my hand. We had settled down on a park bench, and with the wind blowing through my hair, we sat here in comfortable silence.
Vince's POVBefore I knew it, a week has flown by in a blur. My private tutor, Rinos, had been coming to tutor me twice a week, more than the usual of just once. I didn't mind that, as we'd grown to be friendlier over the years.He was short and stocky, and he almost always wore a cap on his head. Maybe he was really bald, as the rumors say.But the most interesting part of him was his enormously long black beard that swept anything that it touched. He always came early, and our maids had to hurry to sweep up fallen leaves in our yard as he trudged forward loudly in his boots.His voice, in contrast to his appearance, was high-pitched and soft. He was knowledgeable after all, being a renowned professor before retiring. He tutored me i
Unknown POVFlashbackKnock. Knock. Knock.Three knocks on the door.Amanda was late. How dare she disobey me again? It was the third time this week that she wasn't here with my morning coffee on time.I slammed my pen down against the desk. How dare she. She's going to pay for it. I was mad, I didn't care.She entered my office cautiously, dragging her feet. She looked miserable, as she should be. I didn't really like her in the first place, as ever since my wife had cheated on me and got a baby, Amanda had been everything I loathed."Did you get my breakfast?" I barked out, not looking up from my pa
Amanda's POV "I'll kill him," Vince said, his eyes so dark they were almost as black as night. I inhaled sharply. This was a version of Vince that I'd never seen before. His jaw was clenched, and his lips were set together in a harsh line. The Vince I knew was carefree, flirty and he always cracked jokes no matter the occasion, especially inappropriately. However, a different version of Vince became to emerge today. I was transfixed by him, unable to keep my intrigue out. I never knew he had the capacity to feel such anger and contempt against anyone. I inhaled sharply. I didn't want things to go out of hand. After all, my dad just returned from prison after 5 years. Even though 5 years ago I vowed to myself that I would never forgive him, for what he did to me, gradually, I began to be able to let go. Last year was my breakthrough. I decided to work extra hard for school, and I attained stellar grades in school. My teachers were all impressed,
Vince's POVAll of a sudden, Amanda's phone rang. She frowned slightly, and she looked like she was hesitating whether or not to pick it up. She glanced nervously at me. "I have to take this call, bye," she said, before hurrying away, her rose perfume still lingering in the air.Before I could respond, she bounded away like a happy rabbit. I chuckled, although there was a trace of sourness in my tone. After our kiss, she wants to ditch me again? Although I missed her presence, I knew she needed some personal time alone too. Fighting my instincts to know who she was talking to, I remained in my spot.Since today was examination day, the teachers decided to give us a break. We didn't have regular classes, only examinations. Since I had nothing to do, I decided to catch up with my best friend, Matt. Perhaps he was free today, and we could hang out.Whipping out my mobile phone, the latest Banana model, I flicked through my long list o
Vince's POVMy mom was staring at me, arms folded. She was wearing her favourite dress, the bright orange floral one which she loved to wear to school. I blinked, trying to shake off the memory. School seemed so far away now. Geez, it has been ages since I had even gone to school, much less tutored. At this point,school just seemed so mundane and ordinary. My life was definitely more than this. I had Amanda now and I'll never want to lose her,not in a million years. However, the burning, seething sensation in my right arm suggested that someone, or a group of someones, wanted to harm her. Although my arm took a terrible hit, I knew that anything would be better than Amanda getting hurt in any way.To think what could have happened if I wasn't there... That would be unimaginable. Amanda was my world now. As I gazed into my mom's eyes, I realised that she was still waiting for me to reply. I had no idea who was behind it, but i knew she was so concerned about me yet masking it behind
Vince's POV Amanda narowed her eyes. "What do you mean, you want to tell me something about the file?" I took a deep breath and looked into her hazel brown eyes. They looked so round, so innocent, despite all the trauma with her dad and the gang. I am in awe of her. No way would I be able to pull myself together like her, had I experienced everything she had gone through. I pulled her up from her bed, and held her hands in my arms. They felt so small, so vulnerable. I know I would do anything to protect her. Amanda was my one and only. In the peace of the night, I pulled her into my arms. We'll take it slow, Vince. Just as I was mad because she didn't tell me about her whereabouts, I don't want to scare her away. It's time to get down to business first. She smiled at me beneath her lashes, and she was so beautiful and irresistable in her nightdress. I went closer to her, inhaling her addictive scent of strawberries and her body wash, running my lips across her jawline. I almost
Amanda's POV Sigh. I was grounded again. As I was going to the bathroom to take off my mascara and makeup, I thought about the day. Layla was safe. That was all that matters. Yet, I knew that my behaviour was stupid. I shouldn't have put my life in danger. How reckless I was, to not have thought that it was a trap? I wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury myself in it from embarassment. I was so stupid. And to not have told Vince? That was crazy. He must be so mad with me. I remembered Vince's scorching gaze just now. What was he going to do with me? Despite myself, I felt anticipation running down my spine. My, I actually like to rile him up. He was mine and no one else's. He wasn't really a hearts and flowers kind of boy, but he really opened himself up to me. If this wasn't love, I don't really know what is. Deep down, I know I am falling for him. He is the most amazing, brave, reckless, sweet boy. I smiled to myself secretly. Gosh, I miss him already. Really want to c
Amanda's POV When I approached my house, the light was still on. I frowned, glancing at the digital clock on my phone. It read 3:15am. Who on earth would still be awake at this hour? I walked closer, my damp jeans and shirt already too soiled from the scruffle just an hour ago. My hair was all tangled up, frizzy at the edges. I really need to get cleaned up, I thought to myself. I reached out for my keys but suddenly there were footsteps approaching closer and I heard the familiar unlocking of the front door. There stood Liz, looking as pale as a ghost, staring at me at first as though seeing me for the first time. Then, a flash of relief crossed her face before she crossed her arms and a frown creased her forehead. Oh no, she's angry with me. "Hello?" I said weakly, balancing my weight from foot to foot, which felt as though they were going to give way anytime. "Hello?!" She scoffed. "Where have you been, young lady? You are in so much trouble." She said, her jaw set in a firm l
Vince's POV After I dropped Amanda off at her house, there was nothing left for me to do. I had already said what I wanted to say to Amanda but why did I feel so reluctant to part with her? Perhaps because I hadn't said the three magic words to her yet. I'd admit, I didn't really want to admit it to myself. There was no other reason why I would go far out of my way for her. If my future self had told me that I would put myself and my brother, Damien in danger for a girl, I would have thought it was ridiculous. Did I love Amanda? Even before I could think of this thought, it was already true to me. Idly, I wondered where I could take her for dinner, and finally ask her to be my girlfriend. Girlfriend actually sounded superficial and a gross understatement of our relationship. We had been through so much, and she knew about my deadly family secret. Yet, she still wanted to be with me. Every other girl at school would have called the police on me and got me arrested. Why did Amanda tru
Amanda's POV I heard the rustle of leaves in the distance and thought that the wind was playing tricks on me. However, slow and measured footsteps followed from behind me, and I could no longer ignore its presence. I turned, and saw a ghostly figure, just about ten feet away striding towards us. That figure was wearing thick-soled tracking shoes, and I only knew one person who would do that. The familiar face, already wrinkled with age, walked slowly towards Victoria, Vince, and myself. "Dad...what are you doing here?" I could hardly keep my voice steady, as my heart thudded wildly as if about to jump out of my body. Holy crackers! Did he know about this all along? I wanted to faint in embarrassment. I felt like I was experiencing an out-of-body experience as my whole body went numb, like an empty case where my soul has left my body. Even worse, my dad wasn't looking at me like I had expected him to, but his gaze was centered on Victoria. Did they know each other? Even though I was
Previously... "Damien, move forward. Make sure no one lays a finger on Amanda," I snapped. "Yes, for sure," Damien replied. "Oh, Amanda is coming out!" Damien sounded shocked. I was taken aback and confused for a second. If this was true, how did Amanda survive that? There were at least six guards in the room, all going to ensure that Amanda couldn't leave. Victoria as well. So, how did she do it? "She's coming towards the staircase. I better hang up now," Damien said, relief flooding his tone. My heart, which was beating so fast, suddenly slowed down considerably. By some miracle, Amanda was safe. I sighed in relief. How did that happen? It was a miracle, sent from heaven. Never had I ever been more grateful. Unknown POV I was hidden in the bushes. They definitely couldn't see me, for I was invisible. I was the master of being invisible, and lucky for me it was a great skill to have. Ever since I had been back, I've been observing them. Victoria Hutcherson and her sidekick. Sh
Vince's POV Nothing could describe how relieved I felt, when Amanda appeared in the doorway. Damien and I were here since 8pm, but we didn't know what we would do or find. I merely tracked Layla's celphone to this place and we had no other clues. This place was humongous. It looked less like an estate building than a giant shopping mall. Damien and I came in our motorbikes. We parked them discreetly inside the adjacent building so as not to attract too much attention. It was a big and vacant space, and as far as we could see into the buildings, it didn't seem like there were many staying here. The ground was covered in dirty concrete and the buildings looked like they haven't been refurbished for years. Was Layla trapped here? I couldn't imagine how that felt. Just moments ago we stepped into the place, and I already felt like leaving. There was a dangerous air about this place, and I didn't like it at all. We had to move fast. The best scenario was that we sneak in and rescue Lay
Amanda's POVI didn't know what came over me when I dashed into the apartment. Perhaps it was pure recklessness, or to save my friend, I didn't really know. Probably it was a combination of both.The person sitting on the chair had long dark hair, but I wasn't close enough to see her face. My legs just flew forward, before anyone could stop me at all. I was too overwhelmed with emotions to think straight. To think that she had been here since yesterday night, getting tortured by these beasts of a human... It was unimaginable."Layla!" I cried out, when I reached her chair. Never did I expect that it wasn't her at all. What was supposed to be Layla was just a mannequin with a wig. "Knew you'd fall for that," Victoria taunted. When I had realised my mistake, it was already far too late.The door was already clicked shut behind me, sealing me away from the outside world. I screamed in horror. The worst that could happen, had happened to me now. M