AMANDA'S POV

I unwrapped myself from the blanket I was curled upon with thoughts that devastated the situation of my mind. I could not sleep because of all the drama I faced last night, it was disturbing me. A simple question rotated in my mind, that, how could a childhood best friend betray someone this badly? Money spoke, it always did.

It was 7 in the morning. I unlocked my phone and texted an "I love you ", to my fags aka Gina and Francis. I knew that they were sleeping but I could see the delivery message so I just hanged up my phone and kept it in the bag. I was read, in my cotton flowered one piece. I paired with a simple braid and flat sandals.

I decided to skip college, being aware of the fact, that I was missing a lot of studies. I had to focus on an even important issue. I knew that my sister's whole life would be a complete wreck if I didn't open her eyes soon plus it would be easier for Sam to abort, after her encountering James's true face. Well, thinking about Mr. Reynolds, he owed me so much. Undoubtedly, he's a jerk, but a respectful one, in a good way. I could not let anything bad happen to him as well.

I quickly stuffed some biscuits in my mouth so that I don't starve out of hunger. I swung my sling bag on my shoulder and double-checked that it had my phone, as it was the only evidence, which was proof. Without it, Mr. Reynolds wouldn't even consider listening to me. I did make a copy of those pictures and attached it to my laptop so that if in case I lost the pictures, I had a backup.

I took a taxi but then something vibrated on my lap. I knew it was my phone, on analyzing it, I realized that it was a call from James. I was uncertain regarding the main subject of his call. My hands shivered when I tried answering it.

"Hello", I finally dragged the call button right.

"Don't you dare act smart with me Amanda Waters, I know that you've stalked my room and found evidence, now that you know something, let me tell you, that you don't know everything"

"Everything...?" I questioned gathering my guts. How much worse could the story get?

"I'll buzz you a small video on your phone right now, check it fast while I call you back in a minute", he canceled the phone and I could already see a video message notification.

I opened the video and I was more than shocked to see that the video consisted of my sister, my Samarrah. They were basically lip-locking with each other with open mouth. James's hands were doing the talking. They traveled on every part of her body. I was devastated by the video, it seemed like a nightmare to me. The message behind it was pretty clear, that if I exposed him to Mr. Reynolds, he'll do the same with my sister in an uglier way by leaking the sex tape in public.

And my phone rang again. I quickly answered it by dragging the cursor to the right. "What kind of human are you?" I had no time to punctuate my sentence so I completed it without doing much of respiratory exercises. I was completely mad at him and I was pretty sure that the call was from James.

"I may be evil, but yes, you could be a reflective version of it if you exposed me in front of your so-called boss because after you do that", I could feel him grinning on the other side of the phone "I have to, sooner or later upload the whole complete version of this sex tape on every social networking site", he continued.

"No, you please do not do that", I was silently crying.

"Then lock up your tongue as what you saw was just a theatrical trailer. I have made some copies of it on my laptop as well, so you better shut the fuck up"

"I swear I won't utter a word", I replied instinctively.

"Meet me in an hour at Orad Cafe, dare being late, he warned me.

I signaled the taxi driver to take a U-turn as Orad cafe was on the opposite side of the town, completely far from my office. I knew that going there was dangerous but I didn't have any other choice too.

"Check my laptop and take it to Mr. Reynolds if necessary, URGENT", I texted my fags so that in case something wrong happened to me, they could alert my boss. I checked upon the delivery status and sighed out of relief when it notified 'success'.

"I can be a bit late today, I apologize already", I dropped a text message on Mr. Reynolds's number. It took me exactly 15 minutes to reach my destination. James wasn't anywhere around so I relaxed and ordered a coffee for myself. I wanted to explain to James, that what he was doing was wrong. I had a 0.01 percent hope that this motherly type of holy lecture would certainly work. I couldn't look at the cons of this situation so I was satisfied with the pros.

"Hello baby girl", this word annoyed me more than anything could ever. James took a seat in front of me and grabbed the coffee mug. I hated his guts and his existence. Mother earth would feel light and relieved if he died.

"Look James, this thing would lead you nowhere, okay?" I breathed deep.

He sipped my coffee "It led me to you" he looked at me and continued "Look Amanda once I get everything that Reynolds has, I can rule and have the most luxurious life ever. We can share that life. I do have feelings for you. I never wanted to blackmail you. It was just because of the circumstances. Forgive me, baby girl?"

I quickly dragged my hand away from his "You are the only person Mr. Reynolds trusts. He considers you his brother. Please don't break that trust. I beg of you"

"That's the reason I dislike him, he takes away everything I like", he paused for a while "You included", he resumed.

Do I like Mr. Reynolds? Why do I even act so possessive when it comes to him? Why does he matter so much? I questioned myself infinite times but was unable to find answers to it. No, I couldn't label the feelings as an attraction.

"I'm just very loyal towards my Job", I replied without any hesitation. He looked at me, straight in my eyes, so I tried to look away. Every time he looked at me, I felt suffocated. It felt like someone was choking me to death.

"Can be seen", he looked at me vigorously, his eyeballs twirling and examining every intimate area of mine.

"You keep my secret and I'll keep yours, fair deal", I stood straight and ironed my dress while standing up straight. James stood in synchronization with me, came closer and caught me through the back of my hair, and certainly pulled it too. It caused me pain, but I didn't utter a single word because I didn't want him to consider me weak and fragile "I dare you baby girl. I'll make your life a living hell if you speak to Aaron anything regarding this topic", he pulled my hair harder this time and took the lead.

I followed him slowly and tried my best to avoid making any noise whilst walking. He opened the door of his car's passenger seat and directed me to walk in. I quickly took a seat and buckled the seat belt. On closing the door, within a minute, he hopped on the driver's seat. Before driving, he quickly attached a pen drive to the on-screen music player and loaded it with pop music online.

"So that my baby girl does not get bored", he looked towards me and smiled. I could sense the evil grin behind it. Initially, I could hear just some slight awkward voices but after taking a glimpse of the screen, I saw the extended version of the video.

"You're such a man-whore" I turned my head in his direction, and cursed him out loud, because his smell was causing difficulty in my breathing.

''Focus on that sensuous video and think about sharing the bed with me. Even the thought makes the dick in my pants bulge", he smirked showing off his teeth. If only I could punch them out.

"I am on my words, you don't need to snooze up the reminder calls in different ways", I turned the video off by switching the red power button.

"Save your sister baby girl ", he looked straight while driving. I pouted in annoyance and turned my head towards the window. It was getting really difficult for me to tolerate him. We reached in a while, because of the speed at which he was driving.

I rushed out through the door and walked faster because I didn't really intend to walk along with James. I took the elevator, rushed into my cabin that instant, and made sure that the door was locked because the least I wanted was to be followed by James.

And then, I heard a knock at the door. I took slow steps and opened it hesitantly. I was quite sure that it was James. "Look James, I'm officially done with tolerating your annoying behavior", I pointed at that man's chest with my pointer finger. I rotated my eyes for eye contact but then I quickly positioned my finger on realizing that he wasn't James.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Reynolds, I had no idea it was you", my situations were always messy with him.

"Miss Waters, I'm officially done with your sorry's", he tried mimicking me in an arrogant way.

"You could've mentioned your name", I debated.

"And you could've taken a closer view first before accusing someone of something", he bate my point.

"So are we here to debate again?" I questioned looking straight into his dark blue eyes, the one in which anyone could get lost in.

"Follow my steps, till my cabin ", he turned around and started walking towards his cabin. I trailed his steps carefully. I was indecisive, but I couldn't derive a conclusion too. The thought of deceiving him troubled the smooth functioning of my mind. It felt like keeping an important part of information away from him, which he deserved to know.

When we were comforted at our desired places in his cabin, Mr. Reynolds switched his laptop and started explaining his business ventures. I listened to them without interrupting him, even for a minute. I even nodded when he looked in my direction, though I wasn't attentive. My mind couldn't stop but think about things, things I was facing lately.

"So we have to make a PowerPoint presentation based on this information?" I questioned.

"Yes of course", he answered.

"What role do I have to play in this venture?" I questioned him with a poker face.

"That's why I'm here, right?" he replied sarcastically.

Mr. Reynolds came closer and took charge of the seat next to me. He opened the files from the folders, and explained them to me, word by word, I lacked attention of course but I didn't show it on my face. I acted very casually in front of him. Suddenly, while my thoughts were basking in my head, I looked into Mr. Reynolds's eyes. They were loyal, real, and trustworthy. I wanted to tell him everything, but James's words circled around in my mind, again and again.

"Mr. Reynolds" I finally gathered courage.

"Yes, Miss Waters", he stopped explaining at once.

I turned around completely towards him and intertwined my fingers with his, and looked in his eyes "I'm so sorry. I'll be right back. Wait for me"

He obviously had that confused type of expression and I didn't expect any consoles from him either. He held me tight through my hands which comforted me a lot. "Sure take your time", I smiled whilst looking at him. My vision was already blurred because of the tears which were formed underneath my eyes.

I quickly ran towards James's cabin because now I wasn't scared of the truth, and I was ready to face it. I couldn't let James ruin Mr. Reynolds's hard work. It was his office and he rightfully owned it better than anyone.

"Guess what? Feel free to upload that video!" I pushed his cabin's door.

"What are you saying?, remember the vid", I cut James's words in the middle of his sentence

"Video...? Yeah, the video! Feel free to upload. Everyone has sex and there are like a million sex videos already on youtube, plus I don't find much charm in that video", I stood upright, with my chin tilted up.

"Think about it twice", he started coming towards me

"Thought about it more than 10 times", I back answered.

"Baby girl, don't do this. Okay?" he had something in his hand which was out of sight, from my vision.

"Guess what? I'm doing it right now. I turned around and started walking towards the exit.

"Bloody whore", James caught my hands from the back and pulled me extremely close. He dragged his scented handkerchief on my nose and pushed it until I inhaled that scent.

"Don't do this ", I murmured as my mouth was already possessed by his handkerchief.

"Can't take any risk at this situation ", my vision started blurring and my head started to pain very hard.

"Please", my words slowed down and so did my power to hold myself uptight. My legs felt like they had no life in them and my hands did the same. I collapsed within a while on the floor with my eyes closing along.

I woke up to darkness all around myself. I couldn't move even an inch. My legs were intertwined with a rope and my hands were behind my back roped up too. My lips were glued with a handkerchief so there were no chances of me to scream.

I could hear the noise of tire and wind, without any doubt I could guess that I was locked up behind some moving vehicle and was definitely taken somewhere. Maybe I was being choked to death out of my not so smart behavior. I wish I wouldn't have alarmed James about leaking the information to Mr. Reynolds.

The only person who was at loss now was me, and it was a win-win situation for James. He could easily cheat on Mr. Reynolds and also upload the sex-tape he was threatening me about.

I tried pushing myself towards the door from my back as I was in a sleeping position but the door was stubborn enough to even move an inch. Tears kept rolling continuously out of the negative thoughts which revolved around my mind. Suddenly, I felt a push which clearly meant that the driver had to stop the vehicle.

In a couple of minutes, I witnessed light-reflecting my eyes. With great pressure, I could see, because it was a sudden exposure to light after immense darkness. I tried rubbing my eyes whilst taking the help of my arms since both of my hands were tightly gripped because of the rope. "mmmmmmm" I tried shouting but all my words collapsed the moment they were initiated. I could only hymn like the cow.

"Stop moving, or you will hurt yourself", a tall dark manly guy tried pulling me out of the trunk of the car. I straightened myself in a stubborn position so as to get rid of his dirty hands over me. He definitely was stronger than me, as he pulled me up by resting his left hand on my neck, and the other one on my hips. His touch was disturbing and very annoying.

I twirled my eyeballs to figure out the exact location. It was a bushy place with long coconut trees and sand all around. It was the most deserted place I'd ever seen my entire life. There was no one visible except for the gang of hooligans who carried me. I kept still and keenly observed the place.

"Take her to the location carefully", the head of their gang passed me like a volley-ball to his mate after giving him clear instructions.

"Yes sir!", his companion obeyed him with all due respect. Three of their group members turned around and kept going in the opposite direction. I could hear the jeep moving so I knew that they left. The guy who carried me rotated his hands throughout my ass. I could sense that he was one hell of a filthy pervert just like his master.

Within moments, I was tied to a rolling chair in some garage kind of dark place which smelled pathetic. I could feel my phone vibrate in my lap pocket so I kept silent and waited for the right moment. My hands and legs were tied to the chair tightly. They freed my mouth from the handkerchief and stuffed some pale bread in it, without my consent, and left, locking me in the garage alone.

I stretched my fingers trying to free my hands so I could at least make a phone call. With great efforts, I could remove the rope's grip over my left hand. I wasn't a left-hand person but I didn't waste time freeing my right hand so I opened my call logs. It was Mr. Reynolds's missed call on the notification screen, so I quickly connected the call without wasting any more time.

"Yes sleeping beauty", he sarcastically replied. "Hold on for a minute, James ", he stopped his conversation with James on the other side "So when will you be here?" he questioned me. I was alarmed by the fact that James was next to him, so I instinctively canceled the phone and tried connecting to Gina and Francis.

No one was able to pick the phone up so I tried to text them. I could hear the footsteps coming towards me, and I knew what it meant.

I quickly send lined up messages, whichever was appropriate, in our fag group as Mr. Reynolds could or couldn't receive the message.

"Help"

"napped"

"beachy garage "

"Please help"

Those were the only words that actually hit my mind that moment, so I quickly sent the messages in a row. Till the moment, the hooligans already entered the cell. They took my phone and hit it hard on the ground, which consequently broke into pieces. I was not sure that my message was actually delivered because I didn't receive a delivery notification. An ocean of negative thoughts started drifting through my mind.