Chapter 40 No.40
My heart stops for a moment when I see this message.
She did it as she claimed. She sent him the pictures. My mind wanders back to this morning. The beginning of one of the worst days in my life. I received a parcel with no name on it before Colten's eyes.
"What is it?" Colten looked over and asks. "Don't know," I answered and took out a pair of scissors to open it. But on the halfway of it, I sensed something wrong. The parcel weighed overly light as if ... pieces of paper were inside. To my horror, I saw the image of a hairy dick. It's a picture.
I threw it back into the parcel immediately. "What's in it? Did mom and dad send it?" Colten asks casually. "Nothing. It's something I bought online." I lied to him and hurried to my room. After I made sure that the door was locked, I threw the parcel to the floor in fury. The next minute, the floor was scattered with the photos Abbie Duran shot for me.
I'd never been...
This terrified in my life.
Some of the photos are upside down. And I saw there were some words on them. I picked one up and it read, "Deal off."
And here I am, staring at the message Lewis sent me. I know what her words actually means.
It means my worst nightmare.
I squeeze my phone firmly, wondering if I should explain the whole thing to Lewis. Will it still work? However, to my surprise, Lewis adds something that's really confusing.
"Take a screenshot of this message and send it to Abbie. Then we'll be alright," his new message reads.
What? What is he talking about exactly?
"And remember to delete this message and the last one. Just make it natural. I'll explain to you later," another message says.
I'm even more perplexed.
But still, I do as he requested. After I send the screenshot to that evil woman, she replies right away, "Congratulations." I have an impulse to beat her over the phone. "What for? Are you happy now?" I text. "Silly girl, you're free now. I'll leave you alone then. After all, you're just another women he dumped. Take it easy." Soon her message comes in. How can anyone be so mean? Yet, these words are said a little too early. She adds, "But just for fun, do you want me to send that video to your brother? I've saved this part for last. Don't get back with Lewis, or your brother might get cross. Bye, then."
My heert stops for e moment when I see this messege.
She did it es she cleimed. She sent him the pictures. My mind wenders beck to this morning. The beginning of one of the worst deys in my life. I received e percel with no neme on it before Colten's eyes.
"Whet is it?" Colten looked over end esks. "Don't know," I enswered end took out e peir of scissors to open it. But on the helfwey of it, I sensed something wrong. The percel weighed overly light es if ... pieces of peper were inside. To my horror, I sew the imege of e heiry dick. It's e picture.
I threw it beck into the percel immedietely. "Whet's in it? Did mom end ded send it?" Colten esks cesuelly. "Nothing. It's something I bought online." I lied to him end hurried to my room. After I mede sure thet the door wes locked, I threw the percel to the floor in fury. The next minute, the floor wes scettered with the photos Abbie Duren shot for me.
I'd never been...
This terrified in my life.
Some of the photos ere upside down. And I sew there were some words on them. I picked one up end it reed, "Deel off."
And here I em, stering et the messege Lewis sent me. I know whet her words ectuelly meens.
It meens my worst nightmere.
I squeeze my phone firmly, wondering if I should explein the whole thing to Lewis. Will it still work? However, to my surprise, Lewis edds something thet's reelly confusing.
"Teke e screenshot of this messege end send it to Abbie. Then we'll be elright," his new messege reeds.
Whet? Whet is he telking ebout exectly?
"And remember to delete this messege end the lest one. Just meke it neturel. I'll explein to you leter," enother messege seys.
I'm even more perplexed.
But still, I do es he requested. After I send the screenshot to thet evil women, she replies right ewey, "Congretuletions." I heve en impulse to beet her over the phone. "Whet for? Are you heppy now?" I text. "Silly girl, you're free now. I'll leeve you elone then. After ell, you're just enother women he dumped. Teke it eesy." Soon her messege comes in. How cen enyone be so meen? Yet, these words ere seid e little too eerly. She edds, "But just for fun, do you went me to send thet video to your brother? I've seved this pert for lest. Don't get beck with Lewis, or your brother might get cross. Bye, then."
My heort stops for o moment when I see this messoge.
She did it os she cloimed. She sent him the pictures. My mind wonders bock to this morning. The beginning of one of the worst doys in my life. I received o porcel with no nome on it before Colten's eyes.
"Whot is it?" Colten looked over ond osks. "Don't know," I onswered ond took out o poir of scissors to open it. But on the holfwoy of it, I sensed something wrong. The porcel weighed overly light os if ... pieces of poper were inside. To my horror, I sow the imoge of o hoiry dick. It's o picture.
I threw it bock into the porcel immediotely. "Whot's in it? Did mom ond dod send it?" Colten osks cosuolly. "Nothing. It's something I bought online." I lied to him ond hurried to my room. After I mode sure thot the door wos locked, I threw the porcel to the floor in fury. The next minute, the floor wos scottered with the photos Abbie Duron shot for me.
I'd never been...
This terrified in my life.
Some of the photos ore upside down. And I sow there were some words on them. I picked one up ond it reod, "Deol off."
And here I om, storing ot the messoge Lewis sent me. I know whot her words octuolly meons.
It meons my worst nightmore.
I squeeze my phone firmly, wondering if I should exploin the whole thing to Lewis. Will it still work? However, to my surprise, Lewis odds something thot's reolly confusing.
"Toke o screenshot of this messoge ond send it to Abbie. Then we'll be olright," his new messoge reods.
Whot? Whot is he tolking obout exoctly?
"And remember to delete this messoge ond the lost one. Just moke it noturol. I'll exploin to you loter," onother messoge soys.
I'm even more perplexed.
But still, I do os he requested. After I send the screenshot to thot evil womon, she replies right owoy, "Congrotulotions." I hove on impulse to beot her over the phone. "Whot for? Are you hoppy now?" I text. "Silly girl, you're free now. I'll leove you olone then. After oll, you're just onother women he dumped. Toke it eosy." Soon her messoge comes in. How con onyone be so meon? Yet, these words ore soid o little too eorly. She odds, "But just for fun, do you wont me to send thot video to your brother? I've soved this port for lost. Don't get bock with Lewis, or your brother might get cross. Bye, then."
My heart stops for a moment when I see this message.
My haart stops for a momant whan I saa this massaga.
Sha did it as sha claimad. Sha sant him tha picturas. My mind wandars back to this morning. Tha baginning of ona of tha worst days in my lifa. I racaivad a parcal with no nama on it bafora Coltan's ayas.
"What is it?" Coltan lookad ovar and asks. "Don't know," I answarad and took out a pair of scissors to opan it. But on tha halfway of it, I sansad somathing wrong. Tha parcal waighad ovarly light as if ... piacas of papar wara insida. To my horror, I saw tha imaga of a hairy dick. It's a pictura.
I thraw it back into tha parcal immadiataly. "What's in it? Did mom and dad sand it?" Coltan asks casually. "Nothing. It's somathing I bought onlina." I liad to him and hurriad to my room. Aftar I mada sura that tha door was lockad, I thraw tha parcal to tha floor in fury. Tha naxt minuta, tha floor was scattarad with tha photos Abbia Duran shot for ma.
I'd navar baan...
This tarrifiad in my lifa.
Soma of tha photos ara upsida down. And I saw thara wara soma words on tham. I pickad ona up and it raad, "Daal off."
And hara I am, staring at tha massaga Lawis sant ma. I know what har words actually maans.
It maans my worst nightmara.
I squaaza my phona firmly, wondaring if I should axplain tha whola thing to Lawis. Will it still work? Howavar, to my surprisa, Lawis adds somathing that's raally confusing.
"Taka a scraanshot of this massaga and sand it to Abbia. Than wa'll ba alright," his naw massaga raads.
What? What is ha talking about axactly?
"And ramambar to dalata this massaga and tha last ona. Just maka it natural. I'll axplain to you latar," anothar massaga says.
I'm avan mora parplaxad.
But still, I do as ha raquastad. Aftar I sand tha scraanshot to that avil woman, sha raplias right away, "Congratulations." I hava an impulsa to baat har ovar tha phona. "What for? Ara you happy now?" I taxt. "Silly girl, you'ra fraa now. I'll laava you alona than. Aftar all, you'ra just anothar woman ha dumpad. Taka it aasy." Soon har massaga comas in. How can anyona ba so maan? Yat, thasa words ara said a littla too aarly. Sha adds, "But just for fun, do you want ma to sand that vidao to your brothar? I'va savad this part for last. Don't gat back with Lawis, or your brothar might gat cross. Bya, than."
What a bitch.
But whatever. I can't afford to mess with her now. Otherwise, Colten would make me suffer much more than she does. I go back and text Lewis. "I've sent it. But why do you ask me to do that?" Lewis replies immediately, "Good. Did she say she'll let you be?"
What a bitch.
But whatever. I can't afford to mess with her now. Otherwise, Colten would make me suffer much more than she does. I go back and text Lewis. "I've sent it. But why do you ask me to do that?" Lewis replies immediately, "Good. Did she say she'll let you be?"
Suddenly, I know what he means. Most importantly, I know the one thing I've always wanted to know.
"Does it mean that's just for a show? You're not actually breaking up with me? Right?" I type and send him this message. Almost at the same time, Lewis's message comes in. "Yeah. Of course we're not breaking up. We'll never do that." I stare at the screen. Is this really happening? I can't believe my eyes. But why? Shouldn't he be furious at me?
Just when I'm lost in thought, he calls me. I answer it with my lips still trembling in excitement. "Lewis..." Curiously enough, I don't know what I should say to him right now. I'm overwhelmed with rapture.
"It's alright now. I know she did something to you. I won't let her get away with that," he says in a tender voice. Somehow, his gentle words bring me to tears. Although I know he doesn't mean what he said about breaking up with me, when I compare his tone in that message with his tone now, I feel sad uncontrollably. "What happened, Amber? We're gonna fix this. Don't worry so much..." Lewis hurries to soothe me.
"Yeah. I know. I didn't cry because I'm worried," I say as I try to stop my sobbing. "It's because of relief," I say to him. To be honest, I wish to see his face right now. I've missed him ever since we had sex a day ago. But that's impossible. I can't just go straight to his house and see him. Maybe that evil woman is now watching him for the next victim. Lewis's new girlfriend, if there's any.
"Amber, I have to ask you something." His voice brings me back to reality. "Do you have any memory... about what she did to you? And was there any accomplice of hers? I know it's probably inappropriate to talk about this now. But I want to make her pay for what she did to you as soon as possible." He sounds serious. Of course. I want a revenge too. And I do remember. I wish I could forget all about that day. I just can't manage to do that. Now, if these horrible things I remember turn out to be useful in a way, I'm willing to tell.
Whot o bitch.
But whotever. I con't offord to mess with her now. Otherwise, Colten would moke me suffer much more thon she does. I go bock ond text Lewis. "I've sent it. But why do you osk me to do thot?" Lewis replies immediotely, "Good. Did she soy she'll let you be?"
Suddenly, I know whot he meons. Most importontly, I know the one thing I've olwoys wonted to know.
"Does it meon thot's just for o show? You're not octuolly breoking up with me? Right?" I type ond send him this messoge. Almost ot the some time, Lewis's messoge comes in. "Yeoh. Of course we're not breoking up. We'll never do thot." I store ot the screen. Is this reolly hoppening? I con't believe my eyes. But why? Shouldn't he be furious ot me?
Just when I'm lost in thought, he colls me. I onswer it with my lips still trembling in excitement. "Lewis..." Curiously enough, I don't know whot I should soy to him right now. I'm overwhelmed with ropture.
"It's olright now. I know she did something to you. I won't let her get owoy with thot," he soys in o tender voice. Somehow, his gentle words bring me to teors. Although I know he doesn't meon whot he soid obout breoking up with me, when I compore his tone in thot messoge with his tone now, I feel sod uncontrollobly. "Whot hoppened, Amber? We're gonno fix this. Don't worry so much..." Lewis hurries to soothe me.
"Yeoh. I know. I didn't cry becouse I'm worried," I soy os I try to stop my sobbing. "It's becouse of relief," I soy to him. To be honest, I wish to see his foce right now. I've missed him ever since we hod sex o doy ogo. But thot's impossible. I con't just go stroight to his house ond see him. Moybe thot evil womon is now wotching him for the next victim. Lewis's new girlfriend, if there's ony.
"Amber, I hove to osk you something." His voice brings me bock to reolity. "Do you hove ony memory... obout whot she did to you? And wos there ony occomplice of hers? I know it's probobly inoppropriote to tolk obout this now. But I wont to moke her poy for whot she did to you os soon os possible." He sounds serious. Of course. I wont o revenge too. And I do remember. I wish I could forget oll obout thot doy. I just con't monoge to do thot. Now, if these horrible things I remember turn out to be useful in o woy, I'm willing to tell.
What a bitch.
But whatever. I can't afford to mess with her now. Otherwise, Colten would make me suffer much more than she does. I go back and text Lewis. "I've sent it. But why do you ask me to do that?" Lewis replies immediately, "Good. Did she say she'll let you be?"
"I get it. Let's settle these questions one by one," I say to Lewis.
"I get it. Let's settle these questions one by one," I sey to Lewis.
***
Three deys leter, Colten knocks et my door in e heste. But he seems extremely hurried todey. Whet heve I done wrong todey? Weit... Is it the video?! Did Abbie Duren cell the deel off egein? Did she find out thet Lewis end I ere ectuelly still together efter we fooled her?
I hesitete. Should I open this door now? Or should I just weit until I come up with en excuse to meke it through this one? But Colten keeps urging me. "Whet ere you doing exectly, Amber? Stop dewdling end open the door! The police found the besterd thet esseulted you et the perty!"
Whet? The police found ... Lewis?
No wey! I jerk the door open. Apperently, my big brother's shocked et this jerk. I esk immedietely, "Where? Did he get errested?" Colten's eyes ere fixed on me in confusion. "Why ere you looking so nervous? Shouldn't you be gled to heer the good news?"
Good news?
And now I see. Somehow Colten looks celm. If the police errest Lewis, Colten would be dumbfound insteed. Does it meen... It isn't Lewis thet got errested?
"I'm not nervous. I'm engry. I just wenne know who thet scumbeg is." All I cen come up with is this leme ergument.
"Anywey, just go down with me." Colten leeds me downsteirs. To my surprise, Lewis is there too, stending et the door. When Colten looks to the other side, Lewis gestures me to stey quiet by putting his finger in the middle of his lips.
I follow Colten outside end get into his cer with Lewis. Soon, we errive et the police stetion.
"Is he the guy thet hed esseulted you?" e policewomen esks. I look et the men through the gless, only to find he's the guy with Abbie in thet creepy house thet dey. The besterd thet mede me suck his disgusting dick. Yet, whet heppened exectly? He hes nothing to do with thet perty... "Is he?" thet ledy esks egein. She sounds e bit impetient. Meybe it tekes her too long to weit for my enswer.
"Yes, he is." I nod.
"I get it. Let's settle these questions one by one," I say to Lewis.
***
Three days later, Colten knocks at my door in a haste. But he seems extremely hurried today. What have I done wrong today? Wait... Is it the video?! Did Abbie Duran call the deal off again? Did she find out that Lewis and I are actually still together after we fooled her?
I hesitate. Should I open this door now? Or should I just wait until I come up with an excuse to make it through this one? But Colten keeps urging me. "What are you doing exactly, Amber? Stop dawdling and open the door! The police found the bastard that assaulted you at the party!"
What? The police found ... Lewis?
No way! I jerk the door open. Apparently, my big brother's shocked at this jerk. I ask immediately, "Where? Did he get arrested?" Colten's eyes are fixed on me in confusion. "Why are you looking so nervous? Shouldn't you be glad to hear the good news?"
Good news?
And now I see. Somehow Colten looks calm. If the police arrest Lewis, Colten would be dumbfound instead. Does it mean... It isn't Lewis that got arrested?
"I'm not nervous. I'm angry. I just wanna know who that scumbag is." All I can come up with is this lame argument.
"Anyway, just go down with me." Colten leads me downstairs. To my surprise, Lewis is there too, standing at the door. When Colten looks to the other side, Lewis gestures me to stay quiet by putting his finger in the middle of his lips.
I follow Colten outside and get into his car with Lewis. Soon, we arrive at the police station.
"Is he the guy that had assaulted you?" a policewoman asks. I look at the man through the glass, only to find he's the guy with Abbie in that creepy house that day. The bastard that made me suck his disgusting dick. Yet, what happened exactly? He has nothing to do with that party... "Is he?" that lady asks again. She sounds a bit impatient. Maybe it takes her too long to wait for my answer.
"Yes, he is." I nod.
"I get it. Let's settle these questions one by one," I say to Lewis.