Lalay's pov.
Have you ever had everything go wrong in a short space of time?
Well guess we have that in common.
Unfortunately for me, we found ourselves in unmoving traffic.
As if directed by Lucifer himself, Amelia went to today's footage.
I wanted the car seat to open up and swallow me.
It's like the car had run out of oxygen,
Eaten by Shelly in the back seat.
She watched us work together on the Paris launch promotions in silence.
"You'll seem close, you and Denise."
Amelia pointed out as the footage kept rolling.
I prayed hard for the cars to start moving,
So she would stop watching.
But some part of the universe was a sadist.
The cars barely moved and inch as the robot kept closing after two cars.
Than my worst fear came to past.
The footage of Denise and I flirting was in full display.
Amelia frowned deeply not tearing her eyes from it.
But it got worse, the cards were now all on the table.
Amelia watched our sex scene repeatedly from start to finish.
To make sure she wasn't dreaming or hallucinating.
She grabbed her phone so hard that the screen cracked.
"I really underestimated the both of you."
Said Amelia in a cold distant voice of indifference.
"Especially that bitch Denise.
It's fine. May the best woman win.
Denise will volunteerly quit her job when you choose me.
What she can do, I can do a 100 times better.
No worries Layla, I like competition.
Who doesn't like competition to keep her on her toes?"
Said Amelia sounding like a lunatic.
She almost sounded excited and angry at the same time.
I'm still nervous because I'm failing to believe I've gotten away with it.
Knowing my luck, things are going to get real as soon as we get home.
My sick head was doing over time thinking,
of all the ways Amelia would skin me alive.
Maybe she will tell Shelly to swallow me.
I didn't like the sinister look on her face.
She looked like her demon was now awake and driving.
Oh Denise, what have we done?
Once the traffic cleared, I found myself treading to get home.
To deal with the questions of that specific footage.
I had questions of my own.
What's going on in Amelia's mind?
Why did she react the way she reacted?
I was scared, confused and regretful.
Sex with Denise didn't seem worth the anxiety.
I wish Amelia would of slapped me and called me names.
Atleast I would of knew how she felt.
This "mature" approach seems like looking down the edge of a cliff.
Even worse when she started singing to the song playing on the car radio.
It's like walking on calm snow but expecting an Avalanche,
That never hits.
But, you can feel the vibration from the ground,
And see a few stones falling.
It's either the ice will crack under your feet and you'll fall in ice water,
Or a terrible snow blizzard is waiting for you.
None of it is more smoothing than the other.
Maybe, I should quit my job to put an end to everything?
This was the worse time for my phone to ring.
My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I saw that it was my assistant.
Right when Amelia had parked the car,
and had carried Shelly inside the house.
I let it ring in hopes that she would give up.
Than last minute answered the phone.
(Phone call between Denise and Lalay)
Lalay: Perfect timing
Denise: You need to find a way to delete today's footage.
Lalay: she already saw it.
Denise: Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Am I fired?
What did the boss say?
Lalay: s-she said y-you healthy competition.
Denise: WHAT?!!!
Lalay: I don't feel safe anymore, I'm thinking of quiting my job.
Denise: She won't try anything, I'm coming there!
Lalay: Stay god damn put! The last person who played hero is dead!
Denise: w-who?
Lalay: Not important, just know that she knows and was excited when she found out.
Denise: Some loose screws in her head.
Lalay: why did you call?
Denise: I missed you and wanted to hear your voice.
Lalay: after everything?
Denise: look Layla, You and Amelia are not dating and not married.
I don't see how I could be a homewrecker.
Lalay: I miss you too. I got to go.
Denise: I can't wait to see you after tomorrow.
I haven't had sex in the office before.
(Denise Sandlers hung up)
What did she say?
Sex in my office? She must be on some hard drugs.
Has she forgotten about Amelia?
I wasn't willing to take another risk so soon after what happened.
I stepped out of the car and the night breeze hit my face.
I looked up to the stars and made a wish of not walking into my death,
In this house.
I closed the car door and immediately it locked itself.
Amelia stood inside the house looking at me.
Like a ghost would face you in a haunted house.
Relax Lalay, but it's easy said than done.
Some people were easy to read, some were difficult.
In these past 6 months of living with Amelia,
I'm afraid to say I don't know her.
She changed like the weather, moving like water.
Like water she adapted to the container she found herself in.
One second she's normal and human,
The next second she's putting a bullet in someone's head.
There was no pattern to go by, everything done random.
That made her the most dangerous person in the room.
I walked towards the door, trying to block out the toxic thoughts.
It opened on its own and Amelia was sitting on the couch.
The one that's next to the door for that matter.
"I was waiting for you baby.
I have a suprise for you waiting in our room.
Having separate rooms turned out to be a huge mistake."
Said Amelia and I walked with hurried steps to her.
I needed to this over and done with.
Once I was by the door, I pushed it open.
Relief washed over me noticing that Shelly was not there.
But the flowers decorating the ceiling, walls, floor and bed made my heart jump.
My eyes watered at the romantic gesture.
Maybe Amelia didn't kill Chelsea on purpose.
Just look at how well she reacted to the cameras footage.
I looked at the bed and there was a banner.
It was decorated with ribbons saying,
"Please be my girlfriend."
For a second I swear I felt butterflies in my tummy.
"I guess you want to take it back,
After finding out what happened with Denise."
I said trying to apply logic to this fairytale,
That's unfolding before my eyes.
"I don't mind sharing with Denise,
Eventually she'll mess up and lose."
Said Amelia sounding very vulnerable.
"Yes, I want to be your girlfriend."
I said overwhelmed by feelings suppressed by the plans of revenge.
Deciding to forgot about revenge, I walked up to Amelia and hugged her.
I can't believe I had turned into Veronica.
Was it me who forgot what's it's like to be cheated on?
Sure I wasn't ready for a relationship after what Veronica had done to me.
So I initiated the kiss against all odds.
We never took things further, we just cuddled on the bed.
To be honest, Amelia was gorgeous and had a body on her.
Afraid to fall inlove with her, I gave myself a reason to hate her.
Veronica damaged me,
to a point where I failed to see how much Amelia loves me.
She was ready to be whatever I needed,
Tonight proved it.
Amelia fetched me from Denise's house even though,
She was probably jet legged.
I'm definitely wrong for not appreciating her affection.
Or I blaming myself?
Chelsea showed me platonic love.
I definitely knew better but tried to cope by horrible.
I'm supposed to be fired for sleeping with my assistant,
But here I was cuddling with my boss.
"Amelia, I can give you my body but not my heart.
I'm sorry, I'm too damaged to love."
I said honestly, done with games.
The jig is up anyway.
"Okay. Your ex girlfriend has something to do with it?
It's Veronica right?"
Asked Amelia and I looked at her surprised.
"How do you know?"
I asked curious because I didn't tell her this.
"She came to the company looking for you.
She asked where can she find you,
And I said that you were sleeping in my bed.
Not to disrespect you but to see something.
The way she rushed at me to attack me told me everything,
I needed to know."
Said Amelia, amusement dancing in her sparkling eyes.
I've never met,
a person who enjoyed getting under someone's skin like Amelia.
She lived for other people's suffering and Veronica has been added to the roster.
Denise making the top of the list.
I chuckled whole heartly before pecking her lips.
Amelia sure is something alright.