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
CHAPTER ONE | WALK OF SHAME AMANDAI never thought I would ever experience what people call ‘The most embarrassing day of my life.' I have always gotten everything I have ever wanted on a golden platter and I expected it to remain that way for the rest of my life. What I never expected is to find myself standing alone on the altar, informing my guests that the wedding is cancelled because my groom chickened out.I am sitting in the church dressing room all clad in a strapless Cinderella-like wedding dress, my face all made up waiting for Marcus to show up for our wedding. A guard at the door walked in and says, “Delivery for Miss Wright," in a sexy British accent. I give him a small smile, my heart pounding hard against my ribs in nervousness. Everyone knows that a delivery at your wedding service is most likely not good news. I ignore the pessimistic side of me with the thought that it might be from my parents. They might have gotten over the fact that I am about to get married to so
CHAPTER TWO | REJECTED AMANDA“That fucking bastard. When I find him, I will make sure I rip his balls off. You would be the last girl he ever tries shit with." Karen has been yelling since I announced to the congregation that the wedding has been cancelled. If I let her, she would march down to Marcus' house and do something stupid. In the short time I have been sitting on her couch, she has mentioned more than fifty ways to kill Marcus and get away with it.Remind me never to annoy her in the future, I don't wanna get killed. I still haven't digested the fact that Marcus left me on the altar, this all still feels like a sick nightmare to me. I have never felt something like this in my life, so I am expecting someone to come out of somewhere and shout that everything is a fucking prank.I'll surely be doing something stupid to the person playing this sick prank on me.“I'm dreaming right? I must surely be having a nightmare. This can't be happening to me, after everything. Marcus c
CHAPTER THREE | BETRAYED AMANDA Alone on the cold doorstep of my parents mansion, I feel the weight of rejection pulling me down. I got rejected twice today by the people I love the most.Tears well up as I replay the harsh words echoing in my mind. With nowhere to go, I ponder, suddenly seeing the world as empty and unwelcoming. I don't wait to think more about my hopeless situation because I know staying in front of my former home would make everything hurt more.I leave my house and go into the street, I didn't even notice that it's already getting dark. The street light flickers overhead, casting a lonely glow on my unpredictable future. I see a bench in a park outside our estate and don't hesitate to rush over and sit on it.I still can't shake off the shock of being cast away by my own parents, especially my father. The night air feels louder than usual, mirroring the emptiness I am feeling within. Different questions swirl through my mind.Where do I go? What do I do now?