(Don't kill me after reading this chapter. Just remember I have a magic wand in my hand😃😃)

AMELIA'S POV

"Don't worry, Am. He is going to be alright." Layla placed a hand on my shoulder squeezing it lightly, "He's just messed up."

"No, he isn't. He just wants everything his way. He doesn't care what others feel. When he is happy, he is happy. Don't ask why. When he is pissed off, he is pissed off. Don't ask why. I am so already done with his attitude." I grumbled plopping the last bite of fourth donut in my mouth. It still feels like heaven. I eyed the fifth one before grabbing it and taking a chunk out of it.

"I think he's just confused. Maybe he didn't want you to meet Phoebe this way and maybe that made him mad?" She looked deep in thought while I just looked around the large airport lobby. My gaze lingered on some restless people bustling around and some sitting lazily on comfy couches checking their watches and cursing the time for passing too slowly.

I breathed out, "Layla its not how we met. I have no concern with Phoebe. My only concern is Alarick. I wanted him to trust me enough to share everything with me. I am damn fucking sure he knew who released Owen but he never told me. Not even discussed it and when I asked Phoebe myself he began growling like a crazy dino!"

"Ah...two things...when the hell did you start cursing?! And dinosaur? Growling?" She rolled her eyes,"Are you really mad or you just pretend being mad?

"Eeesh....I just told you my problem and you noticed only these things out? Dumbo. I am cursing all the time well not in front of everyone. But right now I am so shitty angry that I will curse out loud. Yes." With that I placed my fifth donut back in box and shouted on the top of my lungs,"Fuck. Fuck. FU-"

Layla pushed me aside slamming her hand on my mouth but that didn't really stop me.

"Phuuukk...Phuukkk"

"SHUT UP, IDIOT! ALARICK IS COMING!" She growled in my ear and that brought me back to being a sensible woman again because I was now sitting erect with an amazing smile plastered on my face. I ignored the people who were still staring at me as if I had ran from an asylum. I gave them a tight smile before my gaze landed on Alarick. My stomach tightened when I saw a bitch...no...Phoe-bit....uh Phoebe beside him. Her face beamed with happiness and that only made me scoff inside.

I'll claw her heart out.

"Behave. You'll not claw her heart out." Layla nudged me, of course I said that out loud."I'll do it for you. I so fucking hate that bitch. She's nothing more than a Satan's pawn."

"Good Morning, Mr. Knight." Layla stood up, "Miss. Richard."

I chuckled when Layla flashed her signature tight smile at Phoebe but stopped when Alarick arched his brow at me. I made a straight face at him and arched my brow at him too daring him to keep looking at me with that stupid expression on his face. He puffed his cheeks out and looked away.

Hallelujah!

I saw Isaac appearing out of the corner and stood up. Finally its time to go back home.

"Everything's ready. Let's move." Isaac almost chirped.

"Yeah." I ignored Alarick and walked behind Isaac tugging Layla behind me, "I am on fire. I am this...this," I brought my thumb near my index finger leaving a pinch of space between them while squinting my eyes too, "close from plucking every single golden hair out of her skull."

"You're fiesty, Amelia." Layla chuckled and grunted in heavy voice mimicking some masochist,"I like it fiesty."

I faked a laugh which made her giggle even more.

"Stop giggling as if I am some hot guy hitting on you." I retorted.

"You're short." She said patting my head.

"Hey!" I swatted her arm,"short is cute."

She just rolled her eyes at me dragging me out of the lobby. We reached the plane almost after fifteen minutes. I was happy that it was a private plane. We didn't had to waste hours at the reception.

I took my seat in the plane and Layla sat beside me while Isaac was on the opposite chair across the table. Alarick took the same seat as in few months ago and that Phoebe, well she sat opposite to him.

I opened my bag, "Pills?" I asked Layla and she laughed.

"Nah babe. I'm over it." She winked and heard the soft laugh from Isaac.

I glanced at Alarick and my heart constricted at the sight. Phoebe was leaning towards the table and her hand rested over Alarick's. Still, that wasn't the thing bothering me. Alarick looked comfortable. He knew I was looking at them but still he didn't pull his hand back.

I can't fathom why he is like this. He acts so strange. He was so gentle and so caring a day ago and now he acts as if he doesn't know me. We shared moments. Do these moments mean anything to him? Well he surely acts like they don't.

I was fuming. I just wanted to pounce upon Phoebe and rip her into shreds. Why? Because she is holding my crush's hand! Yeah I've switched from a mature woman into fourteen year old love struck teenager who is totally and madly in love with the sexy and mouthwatering badboy but he doesn't give a damn about her. Alarick doesn't give a damn about me but I am going to act like his girlfriend and will think about ripping every girl into shreds who touches him or even comes near him.

I felt a sharp pain in my side and abruptly turn towards Layla.

"What the Phoebe!" I whispered, "Is this your elbow or a freaking pin?!"

"Shut up!" She whispered back, "Stop looking at them like that. You look like you're going to explode!"

"Yeah whatever." I said and slumped into my seat resting my head on her shoulder while she placed her head on mine.

I released a strangle breath as tears began pricking the corner of my eyes. I quickly closed them.

I am not even in a proper relationship with him and here I am already hurt. Is it going to be like this? I don't want anything from Alarick but his trust and love. Is that too much to ask? I wish I could ask him.

I am not being selfish. I just want to stand by his side. I want to laugh with him when he is happy. I want him to cry on my shoulder when he is sad. I want him to spend those breezy starry nights with me in his arms. I want to be his. That's all I ask for. To be his.

Sometimes we fight for the things we want and eventually get them but we don't realize that everything we desire can't bring us happiness. Sometimes the things for which we fought from the world, ruin us. Just like we ruined the world, the people who loved us and cared for us to get them. But that's human nature. Human is a selfish being. Even the most selfless people have a pinch of selfishness buried deep in the corner of their heart which they try to keep buried forever. Most people fall victim to their heart and that selfishness. They tend to get what the heart desires no matter how far they can go to fulfill their needs. We can surely control this but that requires a lot of strength. A strength that would break every brick of selfishness in our soul filling us with a single desire. A desire to live for others. A desire not to just expect but to give. And that strength is love.

Love changes a person altogether. Once you fall in love, you know what the real world has to offer.

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I fell asleep and was woken up by Layla furiously shaking me. Alarick and Phoebe were out of sight and that felt great. I didn't have to see them again especially Alarick caring less about me.

After doing all the buisness and after an hour I was right outside my apartment door. I released a sigh. Finally. I had called Regina and told her that I would meet her tomorrow morning. I missed Madeline like hell but I was still not sure about this shitty apartment. It has no security at all. At least Regina's house is more secured then mine. Perhaps it was already dark and I was too tired to even step a foot outside the house or even my room.

As soon as I reached my bed, I was fast asleep.

I got up early next morning and unpacked my bags. Today was my off from work and I was more than grateful. I was on my third bag when I noticed the bunch of files. I groaned out loud. I remember checking them for Alarick a few days ago. He had said that he had an important meeting the day after we will arrive in New York. I checked them and kept them in my bag because I was too tired to get out of my room and return them.

I glanced at the clock. It was eight and Alarick usually had meetings at eleven. I had almost three hours to return them. He must be looking for them and acting like a mad bull.

I quickly got up clutching those files in my arms. I sprinted out towards his house. Thank my odds that he lives next door.

The guards opened the door probably recognizing my chubby face. I took two breaks between the whole run from my apartment's door to his front door. I was panting hard. Maybe I should run more. I rang the bell twice and finally the door opened revealing Ria in her striking maid uniform.

"Oh hey Ria! How are you?" I chirped. I remember I last saw her when I did my artwork on Alarick's face.

She smiled back.

"Where's Mr. Knight?" I asked.

"Sleeping."

"Oh. Can you please give these files to him when he wakes up?" I asked pushing files towards her which she grabbed quickly.

"Sure. Anything else? Would you like to come in?" She asked and I shook my head. I was going to turn around when a strange question hit my mind.

"Uh...Ria does Phoebe lives here?" Hesitation was clear in my voice.

"Yes. She is here." She replied smiling.

"What....Who's child is she bearing?" I blurted out but that was a total wrong move. Because her straight answer was enough to bring my world crashing down on me. A name which was far off my expectations.

"Mr. Knight."

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Why did you do this Alarick! Why?!

*wipes tears and bangs head against the wall*

Well Unexpected? Unexpected.

I feel so bad for Amelia.😥

TODAY'S QUESTION,

If I hand you a knife right now, then would you stab Alarick with it? Because I'll surely do. Wait I don't need a knife. I have my bazooka ready!!!

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-Shanza❤