William's POV
I worked for a long time at the company, and the door to my office opens every once in a while when my secretary has something to say to me or needs my consent.
Before I knew it, it was time to go home. I stood up from the chair and stretched a bit before making my way out of my office.
My secretary (female) stood up to greet me immediately and I just faced my front. Just like the typical CEO that I was.
The people who works for me whose offices were in an open space really near my office all stood up to greet me as well and I nodded my head a bit.
My assistant and driver, Scott (male) followed after me quickly as we made our way toward my private elevator.
That's right, a private elevator.
I went into it and he took the public one.
When we got to the first floor after a minute or so, the workers on my path quickly cleared the way and bowed as they moved to the side while I just walked nonchalantly outside.
The security and greeters in their white tops and black skirts with a tie on their necks all aligned themselves outside the glass door of the company.
They all bowed at once when they saw me arrive and I got into my whine-colored Mercedes car.
'Phew, it feels so good to have power', I thought and chuckled.
"Sir?", Scott asked and I just shook my head in disappointment.
I did not even say anything!
We arrived home thirty minutes later and I quickly got out of the car and walked into the house.
Scott went to park the car in the rightful place. I guess he would just leave after that, I don't know about all those stuff.
I walked in and the nice aroma made its way to my nose. Mary was cooking dinner already.
I moved to the kitchen and Mary greeted me with a smile.
"How was work?", she asked.
"Same as always", I replied, trying to force a smile on my face.
Mary just nodded as she washed the pots she had used.
I was about to walk out when my eyes caught the apples in the bowl at the center kitchen cabinet.
"I thought we are all out of apples", I said as I furrowed my brows together.
"Yes, we are. You brought this with you when you came in with Miss Amelia last night", Mary replied quickly as she took a glance at the apples, then at me.
"Amelia?", I asked again
Now I was confused. Who exactly was Amelia? I don't think I have heard that name before.
I frowned a little before Mary finally took the initiative to explain.
"The young lady that slept over", she said and my brain finally clicked.
Now, I remember her. That ungrateful fool.
My frown deepened.
I looked at the apples again in disgust before walking towards them and picking one up. At least, she ate my food.
"Where is she now?", I asked as I took a bite out of the apple.
"She left immediately after she finished having breakfast", Mary replied with a smile.
"Oh", was all I said as I walked back out of the kitchen with the bitten apple in my hand.
Good thing she is gone. She is a rotten apple among all good ones. I thought and rolled my eyes.
I walked up the stairs and soon, I was in the shower. After showering, I walked into my closet and my eyes went wide. Someone was here!
Amelia's POV
After what seemed like half an hour, the cab finally stopped and I paid before getting off.
The cab had stopped a little bit far from the trio squad. I wonder why all cab drivers are always too scared to come inside the trio squad exactly.
The cab man had looked at me from top to bottom weirdly like I was different from all other humans. I just shrugged at him before I made my way down the street. It's not like I care about what anyone thinks about me.
I walked for almost ten minutes before I reached my tent and not surprisingly enough, Joanna was already there. Waiting for me.
Immediately Joanna saw me, an amused look replaced the concerned look I saw on her face before.
I turned to look at my back but there was nothing there. I thought she probably saw something behind me and that was why she was smiling but it didn't seem so.
I forcefully smiled back at Joanna as I walked closer to her. I was confused. What was so amusing?
Well, it didn't take long for me to know the answer to that.
"What took you so long?", Joanna asked with a frown.
Now, you say I should be confused.
I have seen Joanna's concerned face, her amused face, and her frowning face within two minutes
"Should you not be asking where I have been since yesterday?", my lips slanted a little as I asked her. I finally found my voice.
"What do you mean? I think everyone knows where you've been, why would I ask again?", Joanna asked back with a grin.
"What do you mean?", it was my turn to ask that question.
"Just come and take a seat first", Joanna replied, rolling her eyes at me as she walked back and took her seat first on the bench.
I walked quickly after her with a frown and a confused look on my face which I am sure was quite vivid.
As I took my seat, I asked quickly.
"What were you talking about?"
"Calm down a bit, Amy", she said, not taking a glance at me.
I waited patiently for some time until I heard her voice again.
"I think someone saw you yesterday. Spread words around the trio squad. Said you went away with a rich guy yesterday", Joanna said, ending it with a teasing grin.
"Oh no", I breathed out as I held my head.
It is not like I care about what people think about me. Nobody can judge me actually, we are all fucked up here but the thought of them thinking the wrong thing about me was what made me concerned.
"So how is he?", Joanna asked when I wasn't talking any longer.
"Who?", I asked, feigning ignorance.
Joanna rolled her eyes at first before replying to me and I scoffed.
"Mr rich pants of course", she said and I laughed
"Rich pants", I repeated, not able to control my laugh.
"Come on, tell me already", she pressured with a cute pout and I grinned.
"Firstly, his name is William, and most importantly, I want to sleep", I said with a yawn and Joanna fumed.
"I promise to tell you when I wake up", I said as I stood up, walking towards my tent.
"Pinky promise?", Joanna asked from behind me.
"I can't pinky promise now, I have to sleep", I said, getting to my tent before stopping to look back at her.
She was still pouting and she folded her arms underneath her boobs.
"Stop acting like a kid, Joanna", I said rolling my eyes before I went into my tent.
I heard Joanna groan from outside before her retreating footsteps sounds followed. I chuckled before I fell into a deep rest in my sleeping bag.
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Amelia's POV "Run! Run! Run, Amelia! Go!", the memories were stuck in my brain as I pictured it in my head like it was just yesterday. I whimpered as I sat with my knees up against my chest in this dark infinity room. It had no walls. No affection, nothing! "Amelia!", a very concerned and demanding voice called. It kept disturbing me as I moved my head vigorously to get the sound out of my head. The call was killing me. It was disturbing my peace. Why can't 'they' just leave me alone?! Suddenly, my eyes opened and I stared at the yellow roof of my tent. It was a dream. It was all a dream. I sat up and cleaned the beads of sweat on my forehead with my hand. "Amelia!", the call came again and I recognized it instantly. Joanna. She is probably the one whose voice I had heard in my dream just now. I stood up, bending my back a little, so my head won't touch the roof of the tenth. I pulled at my zipper; opened the door of my tent and looked outside at the worried Joanna
Monday morning... Amelia's POV I woke up the next morning with a disturbing headache. I walked out of my tent after having water and cleaned the beads of sweat on my face. I did not have 'that' dream today but I wasn't feeling too well either. I know I need to jog. I wore the only black sneakers I have. That's exactly why I bought black, goes with everything (chuckles). I wore black sneakers and left my yesterday clothes on. I would have to change it today anyways, so why not sweat on it? I jogged for a while and was already panting hard. I need to do this more often but right now, I am really tired. Maybe another time. I walked back towards my tent but before I got there, "Amelia!", I heard someone call me and I turned to face the person with a quick frown on my face. I thought it would probably be Steve or the other one from that night but when I turned to look, the frown on my face quickly went as it came. I smiled. It was George. Among the few people who I relate to here
Amelia's POV I finished having my chocolate bars and rested for a while. I have to spend most of my cash, so I can get to that company George mentioned. I hope they would be able to help me. "Mom. Dad. Brother", I said out loud and tears formed in my eyes. I pulled my nose and fought the tears back. I have been fine all these years, I am fine now and I will always be fine. I stood up from my sleeping bag and took the last cash I had. If I would have to walk back home, I have to find this organization first and then think about finding a place to work later. I pray it's the right place. I hope they find the one person I have been looking for all these years. I made my way toward the tent zip and opened it. I walked outside and almost yelped when I hit something. I looked up and met a curious Joanna looking down at me. I straightened my back and closed the tent zip. "What are you doing here?", I asked her. "Where are you going to? In the afternoon, all dressed up?", she a
William's POV "Ignore her", I replied with a frown and continued walking. I could see Scott's surprised face but I do not care. She is not any of my business in any way. I looked back at her again and frowned. Why does she keep coming my way? I turned around abruptly and headed in that direction. "Sir!", Scott called out to me but I ignored him with a frown. It's not like I wish to do this as well, I just don't have a choice, or do I? I walked towards the small house that looked like a garage abruptly and I saw the huge man just entering it. He had not locked the door, probably to put her down and I went after them abruptly, Scott trailing after me. It turned out to not be a garage. It was just an empty almost dark room that was dusty. It looks like it hasn't been used for years. I saw him drop her down and turned around to look around the floor. He found some rope and was about to walk towards it and I cleared my throat. He turned to look at me and I smiled at him teasin
Amelia's POV I opened my eyes and the white ceiling welcomed me instead of the yellow one of my tent. I sat up immediately and my neck hurt. I think I had slept on it. I massaged my neck and furrowed my brow before my eyes went wide. This room... Why am I here?... How did I get here? I stood up quickly and went out of the room. I was rushing and I almost bumped into Mary who was walking down the hallway. I steadied myself immediately as I was about to hit the gold railings of the house. "Miss Amelia!", she called out immediately after she saw me with a smile on her face. "Hi Mary", I am surprised I still remember her name. I smiled back anyway. I saw her on Saturday and it's just Monday today and I am seeing her again? Seriously? "How have you been?", she asked, still retaining her smile. "Fine", I replied with a smile. "How am I here?", I quickly asked immediately after she finished nodding her head. "Oh, William brought you in. You were unconscious when he came in", she
Amelia's POV It had not been so long since I slept before I started hearing voices in my sleep. Seriously, who was disturbing my sleep? I almost cussed out. I tried to block out the voices but they didn't seem to be going away. Like that wasn't enough, I started hearing footsteps as well and I opened my eyes in anger. I looked around and realized where I was. I looked around in the direction of the footsteps and saw the back of a person. A male to be precise. And I know this much. That would be William, so I tried to call out to him. "Wi- William?", I stammered. I haven't gotten used to calling his name out loud, moreover to him. He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at me with a frown. "I see you are awake", he said, still frowning. I went silent for a while before I talked as calmly as I could. "I have to talk to you," I said and I could see that he was quite taken aback. He stared at me for a while before walking towards me. Now, I am surprised. I composed mys
William's POV I frowned at her and she frowned right back. Well, that's the least of my problems right now. "We need to talk", I said to her and she chuckled which earned a frown on my face again. "I believe we just did", she replied and I got confused. "Or did we not?", she asked, placing her hand beneath her chin and I placed my hands inside my pocket. "Oh, we did. Not long ago, in that living room", she almost shouted as she kept her hands down and her frown deepened. "Anyways, we need to talk", I said again. It's not like I care about all her fuming and all. I just want to talk about something, that's all. "Why would I want to talk to you?", she asked with a frown, placing her arms on her stomach and I sighed. "We are both going to gain from this, stop acting like a child", I replied and she scoffed. I could see the hurt in her eyes. Was I that harsh to her? "Oh, I am the one acting like a child now?", she asked again and I sighed again. "No, but I did not act like a ch
Amelia's POV When he told me he wanted me to get Bob for him, I felt so down. How would I expose a person from the trio squad? We are there to protect ourselves from the people outside not to rat each other out. What if somebody finds out that I was the one who had made Bob's location to be known? It would be really hard and uncomfortable for me to live in a trio squad. I had tried to reject the idea, I mean why would I tell him where Bob is? Well, not until he had asked about me being at the organization. I was dumbfounded. My parents and brother. That's why I was there. He even offered to help me with finding them. I thought about what Joanna said about asking him for help. This is not even asking him for help, he is offering to. Well, he is asking for something in return as well; Bob's location. I thought about it for a while before raising my head to look at him. I have to find the person who murdered my parents. I have to. It's the reason why I have been alive all these yea