AMELIA'S POV

"Delete the photo." He said again with gritted teeth.

My wrists were aching badly now. He kept staring into my eyes and I did the same. I don't know how much time had passed when I felt the stinging pain in my wrists. The pain was getting unbearable.

"You're hurting me." I said as a traitor tear slid down my cheek.

As on cue, he abruptly removed his hands from my wrists as if he was burnt. I brought my wrist to my chest and rubbed slightly.

Turning on my mobile, I opened the picture. Looking up at him, I hit the delete button as another tear escaped my eye.

He stepped back giving me way to leave. I gazed into his eyes to find something I didn't know myself but all I found was mixed emotions I was unable to put my finger on. He didn't say anything. Without wasting my time I quickly left the room. Running back to my room, I slumped into my seat.

Looking at my wrists, and grazing the bruise marks with my fingers I winced. I can't believe he hurt me. I thought it was all over. All the pain, all the yelling, all the beating everything was over. But I forgot with what fate I came into this world.

He was hurting me and I was letting him. I didn't stop him. Why?

Am I scared? If yes, then from what?

"Do I like him?" I asked myself, "No!"

"Yes." I heard a light voice.

My head snapped towards the source and my eyes widen. Heat crept into my cheeks as I realized I was saying my thoughts aloud.

"Bianca? When did you come here?" I asked as she walked over my table and took a seat opposite me.

"Stop it." she said and I furrowed my brows at her, "Stop hurting yourself. Stop lying to yourself."

"What do-" I started but she interrupted me.

"I saw everything." She started, "Amelia I have seen the way you look at him. You think that you hate him but that's not true. You are just lying to yourself!"

I sighed loudly, "I don't know."

I leaned back into my seat and continued, "I don't know what's happening to me. I am hating him at one moment and in the next moment I am dreaming about him."

"You need to release."

"What?"

"You're leaving tomorrow right?" She asked leaning on the table.

"Umm yeah."

"Have you packed your luggage?" She asked as a wide grin spread on her face.

"Yes."

"We're going to club tonight." She stood up.

"What?"

"Yes."

"No."

"I don't care. Be ready at seven." She said as she trotted towards the door clicking her heels on the wooden floor.

"But what about kids?" I asked following her.

She turned around, "Amelia give them a day off. Do something for yourself." And she left the room.

I didn't want to go to club. Not that I haven't been there. It's just it has been quite a long time since I visited any type of club.

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I dropped Madeleine at Regina's house for a month stay since I was going to leave for Greece tomorrow and gave a day off to Dwayne. Thank God Alarick didn't call to bawl at me for not attending Dwayne. I wore a simple black dress reaching my mid thigh with black studs on the bodice. I left my hair down and putting on a little make up, I wore my only black high heels. I really need to buy some.

And now here I am sitting in Bianca's car heading to the club.

"Come on Amy! Its gonna be a lot of fun. And for freeee!" She squealed as she parked the car in front of the club.

"We should not go there. Let's go somewhere else."

Uh...one thing! The club is one of the biggest and expensive clubs in the town and is owned by very popular billionaire,

Mr. Alarick Knight.

And this stupid nuthead Bianca took me here because they offer free drinks to his employees, so we will enjoy free drinks and be able to get drunk while I have no intention of getting anywhere near to drunk.

"Let's go!" Bianca chirped getting out of the car. I hid my purse under the seat and went out.

Walking into the huge club I cringed at the strong smell of alcohol and sweat mixed. People were crazy here. They were dancing as if there was no tomorrow. Some were even grinding on each other which brought me to the verge of puking.

We walked straight to the bar.

"12 shots!" Bianca said to the bartender and then wiggled her brows at me. The bartender nodded and went away. He looked young. Young enough to be studying in some school rather than working in here. Heck! Who allowed him in here?!

Call the police!

Shut up!

He came back with a tray of 12 shots.

I looked down at my wrists. I was able to hide the bruises with concealer but they were still visible. My heart dropped when I thought of Alarick hurting me. I never expected that he would do that. And I don't know why?

Maybe I am really falling for him. I have seen numerous type of men. But Alarick is different. When most of the men see me they're practically undressing me with their eyes but Alarick never actually saw me. And that prompt me to win him. Sometimes I think he's the one for me.

"Are you going to drink them all?" I asked Bianca raising my brows at the amount.

"No. Help me." she grinned and handed me one shot.

"You're stupid." I rolled my eyes and looked at the shot in my hand.

One will do no harm.

With that thought, I downed it in one go and winced as the liquid stung down my throat.

"That was good." I smiled at Bianca.

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BOO YAAAAA!

Skipping biology class and updating wasn't a very cool idea 'cause I got caught. But don't worry I am one hell of a stubborn ass as I am still updating! Enjoy!

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-Shanza