CHAPTER FORTY-SIX | THE CONVERSATION AMANDA “Wow! I can't believe you really tried to run me over. You weren't even smart with it. At least you should have removed the place number. You are a fucking amateur, you couldn't even cover your act well enough. I'm sure the cops didn't have to search too hard to find you. And for the record, Timothy isn't your man. He can't stand you." I snicker. “I will fucking kill you once I lay my hands on you. I will kill you, you fucking bitch. Timothy is mine and mine alone. He loves me and I know it. Deep down, I am all he thinks about, he just hasn't realized that he loves me yet because he is too busy trying to expand how business. You must be crazy to think that he'll ever like someone like you. He loves me! He fucking loves me!" Nancy yells as she struggles against the hold of the officer in an attempt to attack me. “I know he doesn't want me and honestly, I don't want him either. Just get the hell away from me you drug addicted freak." I f
CHAPTER FORTY-SIX | THE CONVERSATION AMANDA “Wow! I can't believe you really tried to run me over. You weren't even smart with it. At least you should have removed the place number. You are a fucking amateur, you couldn't even cover your act well enough. I'm sure the cops didn't have to search too hard to find you. And for the record, Timothy isn't your man. He can't stand you." I snicker. “I will fucking kill you once I lay my hands on you. I will kill you, you fucking bitch. Timothy is mine and mine alone. He loves me and I know it. Deep down, I am all he thinks about, he just hasn't realized that he loves me yet because he is too busy trying to expand how business. You must be crazy to think that he'll ever like someone like you. He loves me! He fucking loves me!" Nancy yells as she struggles against the hold of the officer in an attempt to attack me. “I know he doesn't want me and honestly, I don't want him either. Just get the hell away from me you drug addicted freak." I f
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE | THEFT AMANDA “My phone." I suddenly exclaim. I'll give you my phone in return. “Oh, that sounds alright. You still use the latest Iphone right?" She asks as she chews gum loudly. God, I can't stand this chick. She's an animal…literally. I just don't understand why anyone would simply decide to cause a nuisance to the rest of our ears by chewing very loudly. ‘Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Just lie, it won't hurt anyone. Lie and everything would be fine. Just lie and get your dad's location.' The devil in my head chants. I'm tempted to lie, but I can't lie. I'm not a liar, and I won't become one now. “No, I sold my phone after my parents cut me off because I wanted to get married to Marcus Stewart. We needed the money for the wedding which later failed so I sold it. I'm currently using a phone that is nothing to write home about. It's still manageable though. The only reason I'm whining this much is because I'm used to using expensive phone's so this
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN | THE SEARCHAMANDA By the end of my speech, I'm expecting him to be crying like a child on the other end. What I'm not expecting is for a female voice to clear. “Hello, Amanda." My stepmother greets from the other end. Fuck! Shit! Fucking hell! I just want from frying pan to fire. She would never let me back into that house after everything I just said about her. “Where is my father?" I ask, completely ignoring her greeting. .I can almost feel her smug smirk on the other side. “He is in a coma." “I said I would like to speak with my father please." I don't even notice I'm yelling until I bang my fist on the table.Damn it! I shouldn't have said ‘please' now she'll know that I'm desperate. “Look, your father is in a coma and I can't help you." ‘Calm down. Take deep breaths. Deep…deep breaths.' I chant in my head as I try not to blow up on her. “Since when?" I mange to ask once I successfully calm myself. “For two days now." She answers sharply. “What ha
CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN | THE SEARCHAMANDA By the end of my speech, I'm expecting him to be crying like a child on the other end. What I'm not expecting is for a female voice to clear. “Hello, Amanda." My stepmother greets from the other end. Fuck! Shit! Fucking hell! I just want from frying pan to fire. She would never let me back into that house after everything I just said about her. “Where is my father?" I ask, completely ignoring her greeting. .I can almost feel her smug smirk on the other side. “He is in a coma." “I said I would like to speak with my father please." I don't even notice I'm yelling until I bang my fist on the table.Damn it! I shouldn't have said ‘please' now she'll know that I'm desperate. “Look, your father is in a coma and I can't help you." ‘Calm down. Take deep breaths. Deep…deep breaths.' I chant in my head as I try not to blow up on her. “Since when?" I mange to ask once I successfully calm myself. “For two days now." She answers sharply. “What ha
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE | THEFT AMANDA “My phone." I suddenly exclaim. I'll give you my phone in return. “Oh, that sounds alright. You still use the latest Iphone right?" She asks as she chews gum loudly. God, I can't stand this chick. She's an animal…literally. I just don't understand why anyone would simply decide to cause a nuisance to the rest of our ears by chewing very loudly. ‘Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Just lie, it won't hurt anyone. Lie and everything would be fine. Just lie and get your dad's location.' The devil in my head chants. I'm tempted to lie, but I can't lie. I'm not a liar, and I won't become one now. “No, I sold my phone after my parents cut me off because I wanted to get married to Marcus Stewart. We needed the money for the wedding which later failed so I sold it. I'm currently using a phone that is nothing to write home about. It's still manageable though. The only reason I'm whining this much is because I'm used to using expensive phone's so this
CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT | FINDING DADDY AMANDA After an agonizing conversation that yields no new information, I move on to my cousin David, Dad's nephew, who lives across the country. With each ring, I feel a knot tightening in my stomach, the uncertainty almost suffocating."David, it's Amanda," I say when he finally answers. "Do you know if Uncle Tom's okay? I've been trying to reach him, but there's no answer."My desperation grows with each unanswered call. Next, I dial my cousin Emily, who lives just a few towns over from Dad. "Emily, it's Amanda," I say quickly. "Have you heard anything from Dad? I'm really worried."The minutes stretch into what feels like hours as I call every relative I can think of, hoping for a shred of good news. Each conversation leaves me more distraught than the last, as no one seems to know Dad's whereabouts or if he's alright.Finally, as a last resort, I dial the number of my estranged uncle, whom Dad hasn't spoken to in years. "Uncle Mark, it's Amand
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE | THEFT AMANDA “My phone." I suddenly exclaim. I'll give you my phone in return. “Oh, that sounds alright. You still use the latest Iphone right?" She asks as she chews gum loudly. God, I can't stand this chick. She's an animal…literally. I just don't understand why anyone would simply decide to cause a nuisance to the rest of our ears by chewing very loudly. ‘Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Lie! Just lie, it won't hurt anyone. Lie and everything would be fine. Just lie and get your dad's location.' The devil in my head chants. I'm tempted to lie, but I can't lie. I'm not a liar, and I won't become one now. “No, I sold my phone after my parents cut me off because I wanted to get married to Marcus Stewart. We needed the money for the wedding which later failed so I sold it. I'm currently using a phone that is nothing to write home about. It's still manageable though. The only reason I'm whining this much is because I'm used to using expensive phone's so this