Above is a daylight picture of Wright Junior's living room.

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Amanda kept a moody face all through the drive. Amidst the pandemonium, she just couldn't let herself be affected by the spreading disinformation. She knew that the public oversaw her every move and it was likely to affect the people she cared about.

#evilwitch#manstealer#getalife#

"Why this awful comment?" She murmured as she read through the comment on her instagram page "How did I let it get to this?"

"Are you ok?" Junior asked flashing a worried glance at her.

"Yes I am thanks." She let out a deep sigh "If you were to be anywhere in the world, where would it be?" She asked.

"Hmm, I've not really given that a thought." He replied.

"I'll like to go sailing on my Yacht, enjoying the tranquility of nature."

"You own a yacht?" He asked, amused.

"Not yet, but I will soon." She chuckled.

"Cool." He said imagining how fun it will be to get away from everyone and everything.

"Samuel, I'm sorry I dragged you into this shit. I don't regret being your girlfriend in that Brief moment but, this is my life. A celebrity's life is always poked on and nothing remains a secret forever."

Wright Junior promptly pulled over, racing Amanda's heart unevenly. He turned his head to her direction, wearing that look that managed to melt her "Amanda, be my girlfriend. I don't care how your life is being poke on, I don't care how my life will be poked on in the future I just want you."

Amanda sat speechless for a while then turned her head slightly away from him, that was when it struck her like lightning struck BARRY ALLEN in the movie ARROWS/FLASH. And when she managed to speak, all that came out was
"OH MY GOD!"

"What?" Wright Junior asked in shock.

She pointed straight ahead "Look!" She yelled.

Reporters had flooded her apartment and they were reporting live, waiting for her to show up.

"That doesn't look good. C'mon, I'll take you to my place." He suggested, waiting no second to be opposed. He revised slowly so as not to attract their attention and then zoomed off.

A car parked at a far distance immediately followed after them.

Wright Junior parked in his drive way then rushed out of the car to help Amanda out. Amanda couldn't hide her amazement as she looked around the house surroundings; he unlocked the front door to his house, held it open then, he invited her in.

She walked in, counting her steps as she beheld the interior design of his house "His house looks nothing like his office." She said to herself. The nice fragrant of the house filled her nostrils holding essence of him around it, his living room was white and clean. The paintings on the wall were exquisite, his Gadget was also well set and up-to-date. She walked into the living room, placed her hands on the couch to feel its leather, she could tell from how it felt that it was of rich quality.

Her eyes caught a bouquet in a baroque cut glass vase close to the widow, but as she was about to walk towards it, she felt her phone vibrate in her hand. She stopped mid way and took a look at who was calling; it was her younger brother, Drake.

"Hello." She said after picking up the call.

"You have been ignoring my calls; dad's complaining the same thing too."

"I was busy. Are you home?" She asked.

"Yes, I came to see dad. He's worried, Amanda. We saw the news."

"How is he?" she asked concerned.

"He's fine but you have to call him."

"I will-"

Wright Junior excused himself to his room, he opened his wardrobe, took out a t-shirt and a short and also a spare blanket. He kept the shirt and short on the nicely dressed bed and placed the blanket at the edge of the bed. He went into the bathroom, opened the cupboard took out two new toothbrushes and kept one in the holder close to the sink, holding the other in his hand.

Coming out of the bathroom, he found Amanda already standing in front of the room.

"HI." She said "You have a beautiful house."

"Thank you." He replied, staring at her, he said "Erm, I kept a clean shirt and short for you to change into, if you don't mind I wasn't prepared, yet, for female visitors."

"Thank you so much." She smiled and her eyes fell on the beautiful sky blue bedsheet laid smoothly on the bed.

"You are welcome." He smiled back "I'll be sleeping in the other room, in case you need anything, just knock." he told her

"I feel really exhausted already, I don't think I'll need anything until much later." she replied, stepping into the room.

"Let me allow you rest then." He said, excusing himself. Just has he reached the door, he remembered the blanket he kept on the bed. He hurried back to get it "Sorry, I left this." He took it, went out of the room and gently closed the door behind him.

Amanda sat on the bed, removed her shoe and the accessories she wore. She went into the bathroom, rinsed the make-up off her face. She saw the toothbrush Junior had left for her, she took it, opened the pack, dropped little toothpaste on it and then bushed her teeth. And when she was done she rinsed her mouth and the toothbrush before keeping it neatly

She stood a while in front of the mirror and noticed the tears as they roll down. She screamed inside of her, her heart was like it was ready to burst.

Her phone let out a buzzing sound; Amanda walked back into the room and fell faced down on the bed. She checked her phone to see who it was that was buzzing her line but the number had no ID so, she dropped the call assuming it was from a reporter. The caller was persistence, he or she kept on calling, this irritated Amanda and finally, she picked the call.

"At last I've got your Attention." It was a voice she hoped never to hear again.

"What do you want, Tony?" She asked in an angry tone.

"You thought you were clever, you made a mistake insulting me."

"So you called to tell me that I made a mistake, uh?"

"I called to tell you that, you being tagged as a murderer is just the beginning of what I have planned for you."She heard him say

"I killed no one." She argued.

"No, you took something precious from a girl that led to her committing suicide."

"That's bullshit." She said as she flashed back to the time Tony came into her house and asked her how she was fairing base on the spreading news about her incident with Troy Humphrey. "You did this?" She raised her voice "You piece of shit"

"Enough!" He yelled "Now be a good girl and meet me in my office."

"Good-bye Tony." She said, ignoring his request.

"Do as I say or your pretty boy suffers for your arrogance. Dont keep me waiting." He threatened and then, ended the call.

Amanda sat confused, she knew she was about to make a great mistake but she couldn't think of anything else. Tony's threat had sank deep into her mind and didn't want any harm to happen to Wright Junior.

What she felt for Junior was more than she had expected. And being with him always made her happy. Amanda had more than crushed on Wright Junior. In her heart, she felt love for him now. But when Junior had asked her to be his girlfriend, he had taken her by surprise. Had he falling for her too? Amanda kept thinking about the question over and over but, with all that was happening, it was the wrong to ask him about his feelings.

Amanda opened the drawer close to the bed in search of a pen and paper and she found more than just a pen and paper. Inside the drawer were pictures of her back in high School, pictures of her holding the trophies of all the cheerleading competitions she won with her team, a picture of her in the library and a picture of her in the school theatre when she played Miranda in William Shakespeare's TEMPEST. She also saw a ticket to the Forever Theatre "It was Samuel?"

Amanda had remembered all this event from her high school. Back in high school, she was a vibrant cheer captain of the sultan flowers which she had led to a lot of competitions and won virtual all of them. She was like a superstar then, but at the same time, loved less by other students at her school for a lot of reasons. That's why it amazed her when she kept finding love letters in her locker. She, of all people, had a secret admirer. The idea of it scared her at first, but later on, she had wished to meet the writer face to face. Although, she once had the opportunity to have seen him but for some reasons, she missed that opportunity.

Knowing that her secret admirer was Samuel Wright Junior had shocked Amanda to the bone. Never had she guessed it and as much as she wanted to talk about it, she had to place it on hold.

She took out the pen and tore out a piece of paper from a notepad she had found in the drawer. She placed the paper on the dresser and wrote;

I'll be back in a bit
Please, I'll make use of your car
P.s: we need to talk about these photos

She signed her name below it and kept it on the bed, placing the photos and the ticket on the letter she has written.

Amanda held her shoe in her hand so as not to make a sound while sneaking out of the house. She took his car key that was placed on the living room table and tip toed to the door. Gently, she opened the door and then stepped out, closing it quietly behind her.

She walked barefooted to Junior's car, unlocked it. And just as she was about entering the car, her adrenaline accelerated. Dropping the shoe and keys she held on the floor, she tussled fruitlessly with the hand holding an handkerchief over her nose, but what good could that do? In that brief moment, Amanda was terrified and weak. Gradually, her eyes gave up the fight to remain awake the moment the drug kicked into her system. Amanda collapsed on a muscular hand and was dragged to the back seat of a car.

Whaaaaaat?
I know right........
The twist of all time

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