Chapter 4

Evans

"You know what- I'll bring some whiskey over, we need to catch up on old times buddy." I didn't have the time to decline as he hurriedly left to get the drinks. I walk to the bathroom to see if Amelia was still there.

I open the door and see her hand on her cheek, trying not to make a sound.

"He went to get some drinks." I said.

"Why didn't you refuse?"

" I didn't have the chance too. " I replied.

"I know my Dad, he said he can't sleep. Then he can't sleep and he won't sleep any time soon."

"So you need to leave now." I insisted.

"Are you out of your mind?! What if he sees me?" she shouts but lower, trying not to make the bathroom echo.

"So you rather stay in here? He won't sleep anytime soon."

"If he wears out, he will." I close the door when I hear Barry's footsteps entering my room.

"Found the fresh bottle of whiskey." He said, lifting the bottle up in the air. This is going to be a long night.

Barry left at daybreak, it was a long time and we hadn't chatted that long as old friends but I was more worried that Amelia had to sleep in the bathroom all night.

I opened the door of the bathroom and meet a sleepy Amelia, her head about to hit the floor of the bathroom when I immediately rushed wedging her head with my palms.

She looked so peaceful sleeping and I was not in any mood for drama this morning.

I took her up, carrying her to my bed.

"You don't need to carry me." a sleepy eyes Amelia said when her back hit the soft mattress.

" You slept in the bathroom, you need as much rest as you can."

"Dad is gone?"

"Yes he is."

"I didn't know he woukd stay that long." she said still with tired eyelids.

"I told you- you should have left then."

" I know. I'm just so tired, can I rest here a little bit?" she asked, looking at me with those big hazel doe-like eyes.

"Fine," was all I could say when I should send her out of the room immediately.

"Put the lights back on," She said when I switched them off, ready to leave the room. "I can't sleep with them off." she finished.

"Okay." The sooner she gets some rest, the better for me.

Amelia

I wake up to a smell of after shave, my eyelids open but suddenly I'm met with a wet, draining- hot body. He just came out of the bathroom, but his body was- Damn!!

It sparkled, dripping with water as his taut abs looking edible. I could squirm.

He notices soon enough how I look at him, I started to long.

"So you've been awake."

"I just woke up." I lied turning my head over to the other side.

"I know you're lying."

"I'm not lying." I defended myself. Vance looked so edible and beautiful. His broad chest was the least of my worries because my attention was fully on his abs. How that body could do so many things to me.

Choke me maybe?

"You don't need to day dream about me." His voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Hell, no I'm not!"

"Mimi- you don't have to lie about it. I saw your eyes on my waist." I turned my face and meet him standing with crossed arms on his chest- the bulge of his arms.

"I'm not lying." He comes close to me, watching me closely. My pink blush creeping up my cheeks.

"I know when someone lies to me, and you are doing just that Mimi." Hearing my name roll out of his mouth- my chest beats so fast. The way he threatened with his eyes, the smell of his manly aftershave, the way he called my name.

"I need to go."

"The door is right in front of you."

"Yes," was all i could say as I stood up headed for the door.

"Oh and Mimi- " He called making me turn

"You should watch your step this time. We don't want our bride to hurt herself." He laughed comfortable with his stupid jokes.

I hurried off to my room and dialed my bestfriend's number. My phone was beeping with notifications of my seemingly wedding. There was no way I was going to get married to Ramon Lawson- no way.

"Hey." My bestfriend's voice resounded on the other end.

"I need to stop this engagement." was all I could say.

"It's everywhere now Mimi, the press won't let a juciy news as this die down."

"I know but I just- I need to stop it. My dad's doing the same thing he did with my sister. I don't want that for myself."

"I know. Come out to our favorite restaurant- maybe we could talk about all of this?"

"I don't know Cassie. I feel so choked up- "

"And I'm here for you." she completed.

"I need to let my dad know he can't control me like this."

"Have you tried speaking to Ramon? Maybe he too doesn't want this marriage. You guys could come to an agreement."

"He wants this marriage Cassie- he does. If he didn't the f***ker would have called it off a long time ago."

"True."

"I just need some fresh air- time to think."

"Whenever you are ready- you know where to find me." My bestfriend said with the most supportive voice ever. I've been friends with Cassie from childhood. She was there after what happened to my mother. Cassie has basically been the only friend i have- my inability to be sociable catches up with me alot. No one really wants a trauma and mentally unstable girl as their friend, would they? People always want to perfect daughter of Mr Barry Reynolds- the perfect Mimi and maybe i don't want to be the perfect Mimi anymore.