Amanda season 2
‘It’s like a bad dream and I am stuck in it’ Greg groaned.
‘Tough times don’t last, tough people do’ Morgan said as he walked towards the cellar.
‘Hey, stop. I don’t need philosophy or life lesson’s tonight’.
‘Okay whatever, let’s talk about something else; I see, the mess was cleaned’ Morgan noticed the spot where he’d found broken bottles.
‘Yes. I told you, not thieves, just a mistake’ Greg replied.
‘I am curious though, apart from yourself, who else can access your house in your absence’? Morgan asked.
‘Um, Wendy. She is my girlfriend and I do trust her; never had a reason to doubt her’ Greg supplied.
‘Really? I guess it wasn’t a burglar anyway’ Morgan returned.
‘Hey, I can’t find my wallet and my mother’s picture, have you seen anything like that’? Greg asked.
He still wondered if someone as pretty as Amanda could be a klepto.
‘No’ Morgan shook his head.
‘Wendy told me she looked Amanda up and found out she had a mental illness, she is a kleptomaniac’ Greg said.
‘Are you implying she stole your wallet and your mother’s picture? That’s really weird, why would you assume that’? Morgan raised his brow.
‘Well what do you expect me to believe? I noticed the picture was missing the day I sent her on an errand in my car’ Greg replied.
‘That’s not enough reason to suspect her, what if Wendy felt insecure and decided to cook up a lie’? Morgan differed.
‘I don’t think she would do something like that’ Greg trusted Wendy.
‘Well, my girlfriend just shared something disturbing about your Wendy and it seems she is capable of anything’.
‘What did she do’? Greg wondered.
‘According to Alex, she went over Amanda’s house but couldn’t find her; so she lashed out on her mother; called her lame and all sort of mean names and asked Amanda particularly to stay away from you else she’d pay. Who does that’? Morgan trusted Alex enough to know she wasn’t lying.
‘Shit! Why would Wendy do something like that’? He tried to reason out answers.
If she had done this before the time she found him kissing Amanda, it would’ve made total sense; but it didn’t.
Maybe Wendy was not so innocent after all.
His phone buzzed another time, he picked it up; Trudy was calling.
‘Not the time Trudy’ he turned off his phone and focused on Morgan.
‘Yea, you should really talk to her when she comes; I am a little bit concerned though; Wendy would not act that way if something wasn’t up. Be honest, is there something you’re not telling me about Amanda? I wouldn’t judge you, I like her myself’ Morgan encouraged him to speak.
‘Nothing’ Greg lied. How could he tell his friend the passion they both had shared that night? How could he unveil such a special moment; now he thought about it, he was awed that girls like Amanda still existed. She was a virgin and he had been the one to tear down her innocence and invade her ash cloud.
‘Greg’? Morgan called.
‘Nothing’! Greg released a breath.
A smile twitched the corner of his lips as he remembered the way he had kissed her in the open; he always lost control when she was around him; this feeling was alien to him.
He had never felt this way with Wendy or any other woman.
‘Just stay strong bro, everything would be alright and by all means, avoid television and social media. You know how the media tends to blow stories out of proportion?
‘Thanks Morgan. Thanks a lot’ Greg felt happy he had such a good friend
The night wind was soft and gentle; it blew away all her pain and confusion and propelled her to the land of her dreams.
‘Greg? What are you doing here’? She rushed up to meet him.
It was just like that night at the lounge; the familiar scent and ceremony of flowers married them and they stood in the middle of the colorful field.
‘Greg’? She called again but he said nothing, he simply stared at her and then back to the skies.
‘You see up there darling’? He fetched her hand and lifted it to the skies.
‘Yes. I do’ Amanda nodded.
‘You’re like them. A star, bright and special’ he smiled and curled his arms round her shoulder.
‘Do my eyes twinkle too’? She sniggered.
‘Yes they do, they glow like diamonds and the call out my name to kiss you’ Greg replied and pulled her in for a kiss.
‘I love you’ she laughed.
‘I love you too’ he replied and adored her lips with his’.
‘D–n’ she sat up as the shrill cry of the alarm clock had woken her up.
‘What a dream’ she pressed a hand against her chest. She felt alive anytime she thought about him; what if there was no other man for her except for Greg?
No, there had to be; she couldn’t tie herself to him; she was just having a crush and it would fade with time.
She ran through her messages. Her first call for the day was to return Greg’s money and start a job hunt immediately.
‘What now Gwen’? She scanned through the message.
Gwen couldn’t stop complaining about Greg’s pet bunny; she guessed she would pick it up on her way after all she had been the one who had purchased it.
She took a shower, got dressed and hurried out of the house before her mother could stop her.
She arrived Beecroft fifteen minutes later; she hurried straight to Gwen’s desk; she didn’t have much time to spend there.
‘Mandy! Thank God you came, you can have your duties back’ Gwen sighed and pushed the cage closer to her.
‘Duties? I don’t understand you’ Amanda widened her eyes.
‘Of course, I thought you got your job back, start making coffee! Do something around her’ Gwen exclaimed.
‘I am sorry, I cannot work here anymore, I came here to take the rabbit; I’ll keep in touch Gwen’ Mandy waved at her.
‘Hey wait. Is this about Greg? You could work with his brother, he has beautiful eyes and he seems he would be really nice’ Gwen winked.
‘I don’t know Gwen; I just feel I need another job aside personal assistant’ Amanda returned. She couldn’t tell Gwen about Nathan’s freaky nature and how he had been instrumental to her job loss the first time.
‘Alright then, have fun, we’ll keep in touch’ Gwen had made a friend in Amanda and she was really going to be missed.
‘We’ll keep in touch, goodbye Mandy’ Gwen waved as she trotted out of the building with bunny Lucy.
‘Bye Gwen’ she sighed as she stepped into the elevator, her heart stopped as she found Nathan right in there.
‘Nathan…Good morning’ she forced a smile and hoped he wasn’t going to kiss her again.
‘Princess, you look beautiful, have you come to work? That office is really dirty, my brother was a total pig’ Nathan wiggled his nose.
‘Um, not sure about that Nathan; I have a new job’ she lied, that was the only logical explanation she could make.
‘Another job? Don’t kid yourself; the best job you could ever hope for is right here and you really need the money’ he said.
‘Excuse me’? Amanda shook her head.
‘Did I say something wrong? Or you don’t wanna work here anymore because Greg is no longer the boss’? Nathan scoffed.
‘Your brother fired me even before you got here’ Amanda replied.
‘That doesn’t matter, you should be working with me now. I promise to treat you better’ Nathan reassured her.
‘I am sorry Nathan, it’s over for me’ she replied.
‘I really love you Amanda and I want us to be together’ he switched topics.
She rolled her eyes and wondered when she was going to reach her destination.
‘Did you hear me’? He was thrilled to stand beside his princess.
‘I heard you Nathan and I don’t feel the same way. I am sorry’ she rushed out of the elevator.
‘Greg’ Nathan’s eyes glowed darkly. She was in love with Greg; she had chosen Greg over him.
‘I’ll make sure he pays’ he fetched his phone and texted Trudy, she was yet to give him feedback on what had transpired between her and Greg; he needed answers; he needed results.
NATHAN: You aren’t taking your calls? Should I have a reason to be worried?
TRUDY: Not at all. Greg has not returned my calls either.
NATHAN: Find a way and get that shit into his system.
TRUDY: Of course. I’ll work it out today.
TRUDY: I love you Nate, You mean everything to me.
NATHAN: I love you too.
‘I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she finally sees him for the junkie he truly is’ Nathan chuckled.
She was going to come back to him; crawling and begging on her knees and he would accept her back and f–k her till he was done with her. Only then would his desires be sated and his heart would yearn for another blonde.
After Morgan had left his house; he couldn’t resist the urge to take another glass; one thing led to the other and he had more than three glasses.
‘The aftermath’ Greg groaned and leapt out of bed. His head throbbed like a thousand needles had pricked it. His eyes were puffy and his vision was blurred. He couldn’t feel his legs though he was well aware of his surroundings.
He sighed and drew a deep breath; Morgan had been right, taking too much alcohol was never the way to solve a problem; it further aggravated it.
He managed to reach his kitchen; he had told his housekeepers to keep off for some days as he needed time alone to process everything that had happened to him.
He pulled open the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water, he really needed this to quench his intoxication.
As he gulped the chilled water, he realized he had dreamt about a woman; she was faceless but not nameless; though wine had blurred his fantasy vision, he could swear he’d kissed Amanda Atkins in his dream.
‘I’m coming’! He yelled as his doorbell rung. He was sure Morgan had come to check up on him.
‘What are friends for’? Greg chuckled and pulled open the door. It was Trudy.
‘Perfect timing, now where were we’? Her eyes danced as she scanned the house to be sure he as alone.
‘Trudy? Now is not a good time’ Greg started to argue.
‘Oh, I see you’re wasted, I have a drink that would help you with the hangover; clear the headaches and make you feel your legs’ she fetched a vial from her bag.
‘Really? Come in then’ truth be told, that was what he really needed right now.
‘Yea’ Trudy joined him inside.
Without hesitation, he pulled open the vial and poured down the contents of it into his mouth.
‘What’s that taste’? Greg was confused.
‘It’s all you need to stay calm’ Trudy moved closer to him and fetched a recording device from her bag.
Wendy dragged herself out of bed; it had been a terrible night for her; seeing Greg all over the news and allegations of money laundering that had put dirt on his name made her disappointed.
Well, she knew Greg was many things, but a thief?
‘I don’t really know him well’ she reminded herself as she stared at the mirror and then to her bruised knuckles.
‘Shit’ she turned on the tap and quickly washed her face.
In all fairness, she was a good woman and had stood beside Greg when he got into trouble; she had always painted a good image of him after he got himself drunk and snapped at parties; but she was done playing his guardian angel.
Greg had ceased to be the man of her dreams when he lost the position of C.E.O of the Beecroft softwares empire. What need did she have for him now?
Her hands moved swiftly to her belly; she grinned and rushed to the bathroom. It was time to let Greg go.
As the water rushed over her red curls, she took a trip down memory lane; she remembered the good times she had spent with him; she remembered how he had won so many awards.
It was his hard work and position of authority that had drawn her to him in the first place; she was done with Greg now, he was nothing to her. All her efforts to get married to him was ended.
‘Wendy’? Her mother called as she stepped out of the bathroom.
‘Mother’! She was startled.
‘Sorry, I barged in on you like that, I am curious though, are pregnant women supposed to drink? Why do you keep taking decisions that are irresponsible? Why do you want to harm that child’? Elena had found some beer bottles in the sink.
Her husband didn’t drink and neither did she. It had to be Wendy.
‘Hey mum, let’s not start. What I do to myself is my business’ Wendy blushed, she had been caught.
‘Is that all you can say? I am calling Greg right now’ Elena dropped the bottles and rushed out Wendy’s room.
‘Come on mum, you don’t have to. I…I am really sorry I lied about everything’ her eyes glistened with unshed tears.
‘Lied about what’? Elena arched a brow.
‘I am not pregnant. I never was. It was my only shot in tying Greg down’ she sobbed.
‘Oh my God Wendy, how could you do something like that’? Elena was grossly disappointed.
‘I know I did wrong but I thought it was best’ she cried.
‘And in this stupid plan of yours? What was supposed to happen if Greg had finally married you and discovered you were never pregnant’? Elena asked.
‘I don’t know. I am really sorry mother; all my life I built it around him but seeing his name on media like that, it ruined everything. Even if his name is salvaged, how long would that take? Besides, I doubt if Greg really likes me that much. I am sorry for lying to you’ she sobbed.
‘I know you are, but you have to fix this. Greg deserves to know the truth’ Elena replied and walked away.
Wendy was speechless as she watched her mother leave; her eyes strayed to her bruised knuckles a second time, her mother’s words kept ringing in her ears: “You have to fix this”.
Greg could’ve sworn Trudy had just fed him with water as the liquid felt so; he started feeling slightly better; his eyes strayed to the files and the recording device she fetched from her bag.
‘What are you doing’? He asked.
‘Saving your life from your crazy and self centered brother’ Trudy replied.
‘I don’t understand, how do you know my brother’? Greg rose to his feet.
‘It’s going to be hard for you to forgive me Greg but I don’t need your forgiveness, I am not doing this for you but for me’ Trudy replied.
‘What are you talking about’? He still wasn’t on the same page with her.
‘Nathan and I have been dating long before I met you at the club; our meeting was a set up, Nathan wanted me to get close to you so we could bring down your image before people’ Trudy confessed.
‘That’s not possible, why’? The effects of the liquor loosened their hold on him.
‘Nathan has always been envious of you, he wanted Beecroft for himself and he felt your father had more trust in you than him, so he worked with me to pull you down; look at these’ she fetched some photographs from the file.
‘Where did you get this’? Greg stared at the pictures of him drunk, those same pictures had been leaked to the media long ago.
‘I was the one who spiked your drinks and took the snapshots, please listen carefully’ Trudy begged as she played the voice recorder and all her conversation the last time with Nathan were heard by Greg.
NATHAN’S VOICE: “High level forgery, that’s all you need to know. I have planned this for a long time since I came. I got Greg’s signature the day he signed the papers my father tricked him to. I studied and reproduced it. There’s nothing Greg or anyone could say to absolve him. I am happy it worked, now the company is rightfully mine” Nathan poured himself a drink.
TRUDY’S VOICE: “Um, so I met Greg today, he said he would call; should I go on with our plan”?
His hands shook as he replayed the audio file; this was unbelievable; Nathan was even more dangerous than he’d thought.
‘Why are you doing this? I could turn you in as an accomplice’? Greg’s eyes shot up, he was visibly angry and he felt betrayed.
‘Because you won’t. I helped expose your brother, he should be the one in jail not me’ Trudy jumped to her feet.
‘What second plan was that’? Greg had heard a mention of s second plan in the recording.
‘You don’t need to know Greg. Just take this recording and all the evidences I have dropped here and get back your company. Goodbye’ she blew him a kiss and made for the door.
‘Why are you doing this? Helping me’? Greg asked.
‘I loved your brother Greg; he made me sleep with you; frame you and all that because he promised he would always love me, now and forever but he never really did love me; he was just using me’ Trudy replied.
Nathan was in love with Amanda, the girl she had seen in Greg’s office and she hated betrayal very much; when she loved, she loved with her soul. She wasn’t a fool, Nathan had treated her like one and that was what had hardened her.
He didn’t deserve her or any other woman for that matter; she had made up her mind about Nathan and there was no turning back especially now that she had exposed him.
‘Then you really have to get far from here, I could just change my mind and turn you over to the Feds’ Greg said to her.
‘Take care Greg’ Trudy waved and rushed out of the house, Greg could make good of his threats and that’s why she had to run as possible.
‘Shit! I got this! I am free’ Greg jumped on his feet; he couldn’t wait to see the look on Nathan’s face and his dad, who for the records he was never going to forgive.