Amara's pov
"I don't understand why I'm even here? What kind of meeting is that important for you attend at 9 pm?" I yelled in frustration but Aiden still stayed silent with his eyes fixed on the road, he kept calm while driving the car.
"I asked you a question Aiden. What's wrong with you?" I yelled for the second time now. He's not even responding.
It's been three hours yet he kept on pressing the accelerator. I mean today's last meeting's done a long time back and I'm really tired right now. I want to go home but my idiot of a boyfriend thought of surprising me by saying that we have to attend another meeting immediately.
Out of a sudden the car came to halt and I heard a curse.
"Fuck. Why did this happen right now?! Dammit." Aiden cursed and I instantly got a point th
After 3 years Amara'spov"I love you! I hope you're happy and peaceful up there!" I smiled recalling her precious smile.I placed a bunch of white roses on her grave. On which it was written. "Clara" my sister.Mrs. Clara Timothy Simons to be exact. She always liked white roses. She used to say that they make her happy.It's been 2 year's since her death right after a year of my wedding with Aiden. Timothy couldn't be normal for a few weeks but later he had to."Amara! Can you please hold her she's crying." I heard a familiar deep voice and a high pitched cry of my angel and I chuckled watching him trying to make our little angel to calm down."Give her to me Tim!" Timothy immediately shifted her from his arms to mine. And I cradled her
Amara slammed her glass on the bar counter for the 19th time after gulping down the hot unholy liquid called alcohol down her throat. The bartender is now scared of her as he recalled how devilish that girl looked when he tried to stop her from drinking further. He immediately grabbed the glass that was placed on the counter by her and refilled it.The girl kept looking at the glass which was now refilled with the poisonous and unholy substance that she hated before, but now she found it alluring to get all her thoughts vanish for a night. She lowered her head looking at the liquid she's about to take in and which resulted the strands of her hair to cover the beautiful face she's hiding.She tucked her hair revealing her face which was shining despite o
"Close the curtains.... Clara." Amara groaned in her morning voice, stirring in the bed and shifting her position to the left as she covered herself with the duvet from the sunlight hitting her face. She shifted more on her left only to plummet on the floor and there goes her morning kiss to the floor.She opened her eyes wide and her sleep was long gone as she saw the walls surrounded were painted in black and the room was gloomy even though the sunlight making it brighter. Wait! Who the hell would paint their room black. No offence to the persons who love the color but still it looks so gloomy.And then she realized that it wasn't her room. It's not even Ashton's.."As long as I remember I kept drinking until that devilishly handsome dude came to me. Wait no............ Tha
Amara's pov"You know how worried she was. She called you many times. Where were you?" his deep husky voice echoed and I closed my eyes tightly realizing the fact that he's with her sister all night. Why the hell, Tim?"Don't worry, I slept at Ashton's, you know how clingy he can get sometimes. He wanted to spend time with me. So... I""You could have told your sister or me." Tim interrupted.What are you? my father? Why would I inform you about my whereabouts? I'm not a 5 year old girl. Wait does that mean he was worried too. I can't help but to get my mind clouded with all those thoughts."Your sister was t
Amara's Pov"Where are they now!" I asked ash completely ignoring his advice to join hands with that bar guy."Amy, you're diverting the topic.""Ash you're diverting the topic too. Where are they?" I demanded seeing him nervous. He hesistanly said those words which hit me hard."They went on a date!"I shouldn't cry over a guy who is soon to be my brother in law but it hurts when you see your crush is with someone else who is not you and that someone is your sister Damn.....that sucks. God has blessed me with tons of bad luck. Maybe I was the bad luck myself.
Amara's Pov"I dare you Simons, complete the word you will get to see my wrath." Ashton held my wrist but i kept looking at the floor ashamed of myself. He's right what would have happened if it wasn't a guy like aiden that night. I would be now filthy and I would be the exact word he was about to say HOE.He's right if Tim saw me in that way, does that mean all men saw me in that way too. That's why nobody liked me. Here I'm wondering why does no one takes interest in me. This is the reason...I look like a "WHORE, SLUT, CHEAP AND EASY". I felt sick in my stomach I wanted to throw up realizing that I'm the filth myself.I thought being a bad girl just for a night wouldn
Amara's pov"Can you please give me an explanation mister!" I crossed my arms placing them under my chest and tried to look as serious as possible,......... but I failed seeing him pouting like a baby. Who would expect that Ashton Ryder is such a baby when he's not angry."He's speaking nonsense about you, and I couldn't control myself. And........ wait you're still bleeding." he sprinted up from the couch which was three seater and went to some where to get a first aid kit I guess.........I forgot that I got a cut and it was bleeding slightly.I'm a frequent visitor and I know his house very well. I sighed looking at the luggage kept beside the couch where I sat, I leaned back closing my eyes and a sigh automatically came out of
Amara's pov"Are you Miss Rivers? Mr. Parker is waiting for you in his room." The guy in the butler attire spoke with his expression less face. It's not his fault that I got the wrong idea about his words. It's my perverted mind that is thinking pervertedly. What do you mean by he's waiting for me in his room? It's for a talk............... Right?! Yeah it should be."I will go talk to him you wait here. OK." Ashton said but when he was about to get up from his seat we heard that handsome butler speaking again."Mr. Parker asked for Miss. Amara Rivers alone sir!" OK........ But I'm not in a position to talk with him right now. I'm nervous."She can't! I will ta