This time around, he lost the battle with his composure and flung the phone into a corner, where it shattered.He didn't pay it any mind, but instead, took big, deep breaths to calm himself down, and then he finished up with his dressing.So much for his thinking that Amanda had someone else. Now, he wished that that was indeed the case and she had someone else to give some of her choking affections to so that he could breathe a little.She was a big embarrassment to him, and it wasn't just because of her obscenely huge weight, but because of her addictions and total lack of self-control.Each time he remembered the scene that she created at the prolific actor's birthday party that they had attended together, it felt like the earth should open up and swallow him.Now, she had the grand delusion that they were in a loving relationship, and she had even gone as far as to suggest marriage to him, as well as to mention kids. Hell, no!She was so desperate, and for some reason, he found hi
The press run went well enough. Steve answered the questions that were asked of him in a calm and confident tone, even though he felt anything but calm or confident.About halfway into the press run, his composure shattered like a fragile piece of glass that had been suddenly dropped onto hard tiles.His phone, which he had kept on the table in front of him, suddenly buzzed, and he picked it up out of habit and glanced at the screen.There was a new message, and the simple word in that message was a replica of the same word that was contained in the dozen or so messages that he had received in the past few days since all of this began.It read, CONFESS.Who was this and why was this person doing this to him? Why had this person, who clearly knew all about what he had done, kept quiet all these years, only to spring up out of the blues now?It made no sense at all. What did they want from him? It would have been easy and perfect if they wanted money because he would have gladly given i
"Calm your titties, Steve, dear. Also, open your little gift, and tell me what all of this is about. It’s clear enough what it’s about, but I’d like to hear from the horse’s mouth … so to speak." She drawled. She was clearly enjoying herself immensely.Steve slowly dipped his hand into the parcel and brought out some of the papers it contained, his hands shaking.The first paper was a newspaper cutout of the news that reported the mysterious disappearance of the two hookers that he had killed while at the university.The second one was a somewhat clear picture of him carrying the body of one of them into his car, and the third one was the picture of him carrying the body of the second one into his car as well.He shuddered, unable to believe his eyes. How was it possible for the picture to be so clear that if someone knew what they were looking for, they would know immediately that he was the one in them?This picture had been taken over a decade ago and had been taken close to dawn t
"So what's all of this about?" Amanda asked after Steve dumped the pictures on the chairs and sat down heavily."What do you think? You know very well what it's about. There's no need to pretend. So what now? Are you going to tell everyone?" Steve asked, bowing his head and sighing deeply like a man who carried the weight of the whole world on his head.Amanda stared at his bowed head, not feeling sorry for him in the least. It was what he got for choosing several different females over her over the years, before finally realizing what a gem she was."I don't think I have to do that. From the look of things, you already have someone who seems quite eager to do it. Did you really kill those women? One of them was the girl you were dating back then, wasn't it? It was because of her that you were arrested back then. You actually did it? Oh wow! You really are something else!" Amanda exclaimed, but she didn't sound particularly worried or scared that she was sitting with a cold-blooded mu
It seemed to Steve that she was right and he had no other choice than to own up to what he had done, so he did just that, knowing that this meant that he was now indebted to Amanda for life. But if she could truly help him, then he sure as hell wouldn't mind. At least, it was better to be indebted to her than to spend a significant part, or even the rest of his life in prison for a crime that he had almost forgotten he committed. A crime that he had committed when he was young and stupid. He didn't deserve to go to jail for that. Amanda sat quietly and listened to him speak, nodding where necessary and mulling things over in her head. "Well, I think I only visited your house a few times, so I'm not exactly familiar with and won't remember the place, especially since a lot of time has passed. I'm not sure even you would remember the place that well again." She said a few minutes after he was done talking. "You're right." He replied humbly. There was this calmness and bravado that s
Steve never complained outwardly to the man though, but assisted him whenever he requested financial help, which was beginning to be more frequent as time passed.A few days after Steve was discharged and acquitted of the crime of killing Victoria, he sold his house and moved away from that neighborhood without even informing the man, and he hadn't seen the man since then.So while they hadn't been the best of friends by any means, in Steve's opinion, he had been of immense help to the man, and it seemed highly unlikely that the man would be the one behind all this, but the fact remained that no one could be trusted nowadays."Tell me what you're thinking about. I can practically hear the wheels turning in your head." Amanda said, peering at him, and so he told her all about the man and what he observed from the way the pictures were taken. "Hmm. You're sure that the pictures that were gotten from the CCTV videos were taken from the side of your house that is beside his house?" She
As far as Ava was concerned, she had to be the most confused female on God's green planet. There was no other explanation for her behavior and whatever the hell it was that went on in her mind and made her act the way that she did after Derek confessed his feelings to her."I love you, Ava. I just thought that you should know that." Derek had told her.From the hopeful expression on his face, it was clear that he would have liked a reply from her, but there wasn't one to be had.How could it be that all this while, she had longed for Derek to say those three magic words that she had never heard from him, and then when he finally did say them, all she could do was freeze and stare at him like a deer caught in headlights?He was a good man … she knew he was, and for him to open his mouth and actually say those words, then he most probably meant them, so why was she still afraid to accept him back and tell him how much she loved him too?Apparently, the tables had turned and whereas Dere
Early the next morning, Amanda called Steve to find out if he was ready to leave, so that she could meet up with him at his place. When he replied in the affirmative, she set off for his place and not long after, arrived with a hefty man in tow.“Um … who the hell is that?” Steve asked as he and the stranger sized each other up.“He’s my friend, Logan. He’s going to be of big help to us.”“What the fuck is this, Amanda? It’s him I’m doing the job for?” Logan asked, clearly displeased.Amanda had some nerve. How dare she bring him to meet her boy toy with his pretty face without first giving him a warning.“Well, do you want the job or not? He’s going to pay you quite handsomely, aren't you, Steve?” Amanda asked Steve, smiling sweetly.“Uh-huh.” Steve replied non-committally, wondering what ‘the job’ was and deciding immediately that he was better off not knowing. Whatever it was, as long as it got him out of the predicament in which he found himself, then it was perfectly fine by him.