After the showdown at Aria’s house, Amelia ran in fear for what would become if she got arrested. She trekked a long distance in devastation while pondering her next move.Moments later, it began to drizzle. In a few minutes, she was completely drenched in the rain. She was confused, not knowing where to go. Should she go home? Or to the hospital where her dad was? Or go back and try to take responsibility for the girl she just shot?In that moment of incertitude, a thousand versions of what would become of her soon invaded her mind. What if she went to prison? Or worse, get placed on death row?Her heart pounded heavily against her chest as she trekked under the rain roaming the streets without a destination in mind.Few minutes later, in her deranged state, she felt like she needed to drink. She flagged down a taxi and headed straight to a bar. When she got there, she ordered some shots of tequila and downed them in seconds.After drinking for some time, she called Lucy and invited
The next morning.Amelia was back at home and was woken up from her deep sleep by her phone’s ringtone. She was very hungover after drinking too much the previous night due to fear for what she did. It was almost 11 o’clock in the morning when her phone rang. She had slept all morning.She woke up and noticed that the call was from the hospital where her dad had been admitted. Why were they calling? Her dad had paid for a personal caregiver to cook for him and take care of his needs, so she didn’t need to stop by the hospital every day to take care of her dad as she did previously.She answered the phone and the familiar voice of Theresa, the head nurse that treated Mr. Clark at the hospital, sounded through her phone’s earpiece. “Hello! Miss Amelia?” her voice sounded firm and hasty.“Yes, that’s me.” she replied.“Your father had some complications during his surgery. You’re his emergency blood donor, right? We need you to come in as quick as possible so you can donate blood. He has
“Um... I-I have to go ch-check on my father. They said he needs blood.” Amelia stuttered as she thought of a reasonable excuse to leave in a hurry.She stood up slowly and left Arthur’s presence in a speed walk. Then she went to the hospital’s front desk and met the receptionist. “Hi. Please, I’m trying to find my friends’ room. Her name is Aria.”“Aria Who?” the receptionist asked.Amelia, after thinking and not knowing her surname, came up with a lie. “Um, I don’t think I can remember her surname. She’s a new colleague at work. I think she had a gunshot wound...”“Oh, let me see.” the receptionist brought out a big log book. “Okay, Aria Adams. She’s in room 306. 3rd floor.” She said.“Okay. Thank you very much.” She smiled and left.She took the elevator, and in less than a minute she was standing in front of room 306.She peeked in through the window and saw the room was empty, except for Aria lying comatose on the bed.She snuck in, and while her heart pounded in fear for what she
After they finished all transactions at the warehouse and all the clients had received their packages and left, Amelia was left with Jeff and some other of her father’s workers.“So, how was your first day of representing your father in the business?” Jeff asked her while he removed the strap of the gun from over his shoulder and placed the gun on the table.“Um, it was good. Just that I didn’t expect that there’ll be so much people and so many guns.” She replied.Amelia had not mentioned that Mr Clark was still in a coma and that he was not aware that she was representing him during the transaction.“Yeah... transactions like these could get really rough. Most of our clients are top mafias in this city. Some of them own the biggest pubs, hotels, clubs and things like that.” Jeff explained.“Oscar, get these guns into the car and get the cars ready.” He ordered one of the men standing by the side.“Sometimes, there could be a misunderstanding, and we may end up having a shootout. In ca
In Mr. Clark’s room, inside Hopkin’s Hospital.Amelia was seated by her father’s bedside, staring at his face and rubbing his arms. She had so many questions to ask him.She wanted to know everything—the drugs, his henchmen, his crime organization, the adoption issue and if it was true that he wasn’t really her father... Unfortunately, he was still in a coma, and well, dead men tell no tales.It was impossible to get any information from him. All she could do was wait and wish he’d wake up soon.After staring and rubbing Mr. Clark’s hand for nearly an hour as though that would somehow make him miraculously wake up, she sat back and took out her phone and started going through all the credit alert notifications she had received earlier.She scrolled through everything and looked down at the balance and realized that she had received a little over $18 million from the sales of about 1,000kg of cocaine.A little smirk appeared at the corner of her lips as she imagined all the shopping sh
Later that evening, she received a text from Jeff, containing the address of the hideout where they'd meet.She quickly got dressed, got in her car, and drove downtown to the address. The building looked like a large warehouse from the outside view, but on the inside, it was renovated into a fortress. The surroundings of the warehouse was bushy, so area with quiet with no private houses around.When she arrived at the address, she called Jeff to inform him, and in a couple of minutes, he came out.He walked towards the car while she opened the door and stepped out."What's this place?" she asked after closing the door."It's one of our hideouts." He replied as they took some steps forwards.Amelia's face contorted in a mild shock. "Why does the sign say it's a warehouse for diapers?" she pointed at the big signpost in front of the building.Jeff chuckled. "It's just camouflage...but on the inside, it's one of our biggest meth labs." He explained. "When we get in, you'll see.""So, wha
Arthur was seated on his usual spot by Aria's bed side, like he has done everyday for the past nine days. He was basically living at the hospital.He never wanted to leave her. He would sit beside her everyday, watching her, and caressing her hands, as she lay comatose."Dude, you need to get some rest." Liam would say whenever he came into the room and found Arthur sitting quietly beside her. Often, he would decline. Reason being that he can't leave her to be alone all by herself.Not until after Liam would offer to stay and watch her, would he leave the room to go and eat, have a bath, and freshen up.After being in coma for over a week, on the ninth day, Arthur was beside her as usual when he noticed her hands twitch.The electroencephalogram (EEG) machine attached to Aria's head to monitor her, also changed the frequency of it's beeping, to indicate normal brain activity.As soon as Arthur noticed some micro-movements in her body for the first time since the coma, he quickly ran o
As Arthur and Aria sat on the hospital bed making out, all perception of reality completely faded from their minds. Their bodies vibrated at intervals as they fanned each other's face with their warm breathes.The feeling was just so extra-ordinary. Captivated by the deep clouds of ecstasy they created. Lost in the void of erotic euphoria. Trapped in the prisons of blissful lust.Their tongues wriggled in each other's mouth, seeking for dominance, as their lips softly crushed against each other.Unfortunately, their trip to cloud nine was cut short by a knock on the door. "Hellooo...." Liam knocked twice before wrenching the door handle open, and walking in on the two love birds making out."grrrrr..." Liam grunted. "Here we go again." he facepalmed.They broke their kiss abruptly, and smoothened the invisible wrinkles on their clothes."Couldn't you at least allow her some time to remember what the world looks like, before sticking your tongue down her throat?" he grabbed a chair by