"Oh no! What if she finds the knife covered in blood." I thought to myself as I recall impaling Jordan in his hand earlier that night when he came at me.
" Amanda! Why can't I find the knife? Never mind I have another one in the sideboard." I watch as she opens the cupboard and reaches for a knife," phew!" I heave a breath of relief.She returns to the living room with a new knife and other stuff we need to pass through the night. Sam picks up the bottle of Tequila and pours it into the two plastic cups, then offer one cup to me as she takes hers and gulps it down at once, " Aaah! This is the stuff! She flashes at me as she pours more Tequila into her cup and then turns to me. " let's cheer for a great and drama-free day ahead!" She brings her cup to mine and we both cheers together.I went ahead to cut the cake into pieces and give her a plate to munch on, " Wow! This is amazing, like if this cake is a dude I'm wife-ing up like literally marrying itIt's been hours taking care of drunk and heartbroken Sam, patting on her back as she pukes into the toilet got me thinking about how unfair life is, not just to me but to every good person out there in the world, A qualm pops into my head, " why is it that fate continues to mess with the good ones and not the bad ones, why are the bad ones given an opportunity for atonement and the never to the good ones?A woman like Sam who seems to be naive and clueless about how difficult and cruel life can be until they get a whiff of the bitter side of life, but also that is just the way that we grow, nobody on earth would say that they have never been heartbroken before not even a five-year-old nowadays, it might not be from the breakup, it might be something else a child growing and witnessing his or her parents divorce, lots of parents might think that they are the ones most affected by the situation, however, the child is the one to have the worst experience and heartbreak of all.
It wasn't easy for me trying to come clean to my mom, but it would hurt more to keep my life a secret from her. When I think about it, she is the only family that I have left, and the fact that Andre involved her in this whole mess of ours gives her every right to know what had happened and precisely how her child is doing, in as much as I am an adult and has preferred taking care of myself and my messes, I still feel the need to have a word with her, it might be what I need to move on perhaps her advice might give me more encouragement and elevate my spirit into being the type of person I want to be." what do you mean 'he took your unborn child?" I could hear her trembling voice over the phone as she queries.I heave a sigh, " mom, barely a month heretofore, I was pregnant with my daughter but apparently, he didn't want a female child, which led to some disagreements and he asked me to undergo an abortion, however, I refused to do as he said. And then on that fatef
While I lay in bed with a heavy burden on my chest and my entire body and mind, still feeling a bit of hangover from last night, I hear a knock on the door and I try getting out of bed but I am too fainéant to move my muscles. I give up midway when I figured the door wasn't locked, " it's open!" I manage to say out loud. The door slowly opens and Sam walks in looking all fuddled and grotesque as she staggers with her right hand placed on her forehead and rasping in pain, which by the look of things is as a result of her drowning pain with alcohol last night. " Hey! Are you up yet?" She squints her eyelids as she stares at me." Yeah, I'm up! Kinda down with a splitting headache"" You think you have a migraine? Mine is a double migraine with a hint of color blindness, I think I'm sweating Tequila right now, as it is I can barely see your face! She sluggishly coiled in bed with me. I need a power nap." Throwing the duvet cover over her body she heaves a sigh.
" But what do I do?" She gapes at me with an expression of a million in one question." I don't know just do something lively!"" Like what?" She queries." Uh- uh! Why don't you begin with a nice refreshing bath and after that you can put on some nice outfits and make us some breakfast... Wait it's past ten already, so maybe we can go out for brunch?" I teased her." Are you for real right now?"" Yeah, I am, or are you going to start anew on an empty stomach?"" Hmmm, I guess you are right, she gets out of bed feeling a bit relieved as she continues out to her room.Once she left, my smile slowly withers away, as I stand face to face with my reality and unanswered questions.Talking to Sam helped me not wallow in pity for myself, once again I am stumped on by fate, it seems like often I stretch out my hand, I'd wonder if it was from my grasp but as soon as I grab and squeeze, I lose my grip like the flying trapeze, into the dark I plummet
I got out of the shower and found the room empty, it have me wondering where Sam might be, quickly I hurry to the closet and pick out a nice blue dress as I slide into itWhile rocking some cute flats to compliment my simple but gorgeous appearance, after which I head out to meet with Sam with the hope that she is still waiting for me in the living room." wow! you finally came out of the room, I thought you were going to sleep in the bathroom for a while back there. Sigh. Well... I guess my waiting is worth it because you look fabulous!" She flashes at me in admiration." well thank you, I just threw on what I found in the closet! " I retort." So shall we?" She gestured pointing her hands in the direction of the exit." We shall!" I smile and continue out while she came behind me as we headed downstairs and eventually, we are on our out way to have brunch at an open bistro barely a stone throw from our place... well, that's what she said.On rea
I smile at Sam as she whimpers and frowns all because of hunger and maybe a bit more hangover." Calm down, they will be here soon I've already informed them."" if you have informed them, then why are they patiently waiting for the worms in my stomach to eat their way out before they can attend to us?"" Now you are overreacting Sam!"" Am I Amanda, Am I?" She acts weird and a little pissed." Hey! You are scaring the little girl, will you take it down a notch...hmmm?" Whispering closely to her." Urgh! I'm slowly withering here." She grumbles none stop.The waitress appears, eventually, she then placed on the table a plate of pizza and a cup of soda, I help her put it in front of my little guest as I notice the tinge on her face as soon as the plate of pizza is seating in front her, she turns and gazes at me as though to get an approval from me to pounce on her meal." Go ahead, eat up!" I say to her with a smile of approval.Without any more
" Amanda! Amanda! I'm right behind you okay?" Sam screams as the officer drags me into the back of the police automobile and locks the door, I couldn't let out a word, all I did was observe through the car window. Sam appears tensed up with the whole thing happening, as the car slowly drives away, the little girl tries pulling away from the lady holding her hand but she seems to be holding her firmly while speaking with a Cop, she reaches out her left arm to me with tears in her eyes as the vehicle zooms out.I can not tell what has come over me, however, it turned me into a sudden tongueless person that I didn't utter a word or try to defend myself by any chance. We arrives at the station and with no time frittered, they had thrown me behind bars right before removing the handcuffs on my wrist.Barely a week in New York City and my life is slowly revamping to the nastiest and becoming more and more unbearable by the day. Sitting there quietly by the corner,
The next few hours were in utter cessation as we both avoided each other's eye contact, however, I could swear that I notice her stealing glances at me and when I turn to look in her direction she looks away immediately.She grunts as she tries to sit appropriately, I could sense that she must be in a lot of pain since she is badly injured and her injury isn't properly treated and neither is she on any anesthetic medication." You are in pain aren't you?" I turn to her." Why are you asking? you don't have to keep on with the acting, I'm fine!" She smirks." Maybe you think that everyone around you is an actor because you are too but I'm not."She chuckles, " Now you are trying to tell me that you are a Saint huh?"" I'm not a saint either. I stand up and moves to the iron banister, Excuse me, excuse me, officer! " I call out to the cop standing at the corner and fortunately, he turns and walks towards my direction." what is it?" He ga
Hailey's POV"What was all that bullshit you did out there?" Colton asked as he banged his hand so hard on the table, it nearly gave me a heart attack.I jumped. " I'm sorry. If it wasn't urgent then..."" Then what? Who do you think you are to barge into my office and create such chaos?" He walked up to me and grabbed my arm." Nobody. I'm a nobody." I said quietly and he let go of me as if he saw through me and then took a few steps back to his desk." What do you want?" He asked as he slowly placed the bottled water back on his table." To save my mother, I need $40,000 for her surgery."He scoffed " That's a huge sum of money, and why do you think I'd give you such an amount?" He asked sitting on the chair behind the desk." I don't know. I guess I don't have a lot of options on my table. I'm just playing all my cards and thats why I came to you."" I can give you forty grand but what do I get in return." He asked stroking his chin." Whatever you want?" I said without hesitation
Hailey's POVWhile I struggled with him, I kept screaming "Help!" hoping the cops would hear my voice and come to my aid.He forcefully dragged me to his office desk and began to strip my pants with his right hand while his left hand clenched my hair and pinned my face on the table.I struggled with him but he overpowered me and stripped my pants off.Just when he was about to force himself onto me, the door was kicked open with a cop at the entrance holding a gun at him." Step away from the lady." He instructed him.Immediately he let go of my hair and pulled assy from me.I heaved a sigh of relief and slumped into the chair behind me.The officer walked over and put a cuff on his wrists." Ma'am, are you okay?" The officer asked and I nodded gently, while I tried to control my emotions.I could feel my hands trembling as I arranged my hair.Suddenly, I recalled that Sam was still held by Roger's men, I hurried out of the office in search of her."Sam!" I called out." Amanda" I he
" you little birdy, think you could fly because you can flap your wings huh? " I hear Mr. Rogers's voice and then the sound of a smack." Oh gosh! I'm so sorry Sam, This is all my fault." I cried within." you should first of all look at your reflection in the mirror before you look in a woman's direction, you fat ugly bastard!" I could hear Sam throwing shades at him." Slap! You have a big mouth bitch!" Mr. Rogers hits her again. " Umm, excuse me? " I wave at the man standing by the door." what?" He retorts rudely." Please I need to use the bathroom for a minute." I requested." I can't let you go, the boss isn't here yet. So you have to hold it." " I wish I could but I have to go!" I stand up from my chair pretending to be pressed by urine." Okay, three minutes. Don't take longer than that." He says pointing towards the boss's bathroom." Okay. Thank you so much! I quickly Stumble into the bathroom and lock the door from the inside. Phew! I heave a sigh with my back against the
" A threesome... With the both of you, he flashes at me and Sam as we turn and gaze at one another. It's going to be fun, besides it's Friday, so, we will take it to the club and finally to a nice hotel, just the three of us. Once we are done the money is yours, it's not a big deal." He mutter.I feel disgusted merely gazing at him, his dirty yellowish teeth, with crusts on the corners of his mouth. Fat as hell and hideous, I don't think I can even stand staying in one room with just him in it.What gave him the impetus to look at us and think of nothing else but to have sex with us simply because we are women, poor, weak, and desperate girls.These types of people are the reason girls have deemed slots in society because they know when a girl is desperately in need of assistance and what do they do? They present such a tempting offer in front of her but with a constraint that requires her to sell herself, her respect to getting what she needs. At the end of the day,
We are here, eventually, my heart won't stop scampering throughout the entire trip. Sam and I make our way into the building which seems like a warehouse of the sort, there are some packaged goods in cartons stacked on the floor by the corner and some men standing and having a chit chat while some are busy arranging and repackaging the unknown goods in the cartons.It didn't look anything like what I had imagined on my way here, at least there isn't a group of varmints puffing smokes while counting stacks of cash, rather the men here seem to be more engrossed with what they are doing and everything seems legal to me." Hey! Excuse me, Sam waves at one of the men standing across the hall as he slowly takes a few steps closer to us with his brows furrow." Yeah? " the man motioned tilting his neck backward in a manner that his chin notches at Sam while he munches on his gum." Pardon me, please where can we find Mr. Roger?"" Oh! Do you mean the boss? Follow me, he says
" Y-yes?" I stammer." Ma'am you only have three days to get the money for the surgery or else... She pauses and sighs. We might not be able to save her." She states.My room was always filled with the echoes of honking car horns and distinct noises of new york city, suddenly in those brief seconds as I hold the phone in my left ear and listening to the doctor without a word. The only thing that encompass my room is an eerie lull which sent a cold shiver and skepticism running down gently in my spine.Could this be a malediction in my fate, why does despair often knocks at my door each time there is a ray of hope and happiness in my life?" Amanda! Amanda! " suddenly I could hear Sam's voice calling out to me as I slowly wipe my tears and look up, our gaze meets." Amanda, I am so sorry for saying all those nasty things to you, I-i don't know what came over me. She turns and places her hand on my shoulder. I just want you to know that you are a part of my streng
" You still haven't told me where we are going, Amanda?" Sam inquires of me.I hear her, however, I seize to answer her and decide to avoid making eye contact with her as the driver continues to our destination." Why aren't you answering any of my questions, will you talk to me?" She rebels.I can sense her gaping at me furiously but I chose to linger on staying mute, she crinkle her arms and frown her face.The taxi Pulls over by the corner after a twenty minutes ride from the coffee shop.I jump out of the car while Sam comes out after me, I keep my hand in my purse and pay off the driver and he zooms out immediately." what are we doing here, why did you bring me here Amanda?" She yells as her face turns crimson." I am so sorry but I have to step in and help you do what you are supposed to, a few days back. So come with me, let's go." I drag her by the arm as we proceed into the cemetery.With the help of Mrs. Torres, I was able to find o
Why do I feel like something is wrong, I could sense that I've missed something trying to understand Sam, is there something she isn't telling me? I could sense something fishy but I can't seem to wrap my hands around it.We got to the shop and I resume my duty immediately, During my entire shift I try talking to Sam, however, she continues to avoid me on each attempt I make, using the term " there is no relation in business." Whenever I come to talk to have a word with her.I understand, perhaps I meddle in other people's matters but she isn't just anyone to me, she is my best friend and a sister to me, and I believe sisters don't keep their pain from one another.I know she is hiding her feelings, something must have happened to her to make her keep faking her smile and harboring so much anger in her heart." An idea! Perhaps I should speak to Mrs.Torres, she must know something." I ponder as I take the empty plates and cup of coffee I recently served a c
It's been a month, a beautiful stress-free month of working with Sam at her coffee and pastry shop. I enjoy every single bit of my time serving and giving all my attention to the customer's needs, I don't think there is a part of my job I didn't like Though it paid a little, however, the fact that I can earn a dollar at the end of the day means so much to me. In barely a month now I have saved up enough cash to buy a new window phone for myself, at least now I will be proficient to browse the internet and socialize via social media, and of course with my fake identity and a picture of some celebrity or nature on my wall.I try to keep everything about me clandestine and it seems to be working perfectly, Eventually, my life is turning out to be stress-free with some happy mode activated, though, sometimes Sam can be a little uptight and inflexible when it comes to the subject of how to make some changes with the coffee shop, however, I understand what she is doing, making an eff