Showing Xander's sextape

"You really wanna know huh?" Amy asked, licking her dry lips looking at Rachel. If there was one thing that messed with her head.

"Can you please stop looking at me like that?" Amy tried to avoid any form of pity or sympathy from anyone. It didn't change anything and she definitely didn't want to be anybody's pity case that's for sure.

"Okay, how?" Rachel said, not sure how to respond to that, so she tried her best to keep a straight face.

"Looking at me with sympathy and pity.

Amy took a deep breath, preparing herself to open up the wounds that she had dried out and tried to forget. A part of her life that she wished she could erase completely from her mind and not have to remember.

"I don't even know where to start from," Amy chuckled bitterly, as the memories seemed to start flooding back to her and she could tell she was going to burst to tears if she didn't get a hold of herself, she had shedded more tears than average person worth a lifetime and more.

"I guess I will start by saying I wasn't always an orphan, I had my parents and my twin brothers, Drake and Draco, we all lived in ohio. We were an average family money wise, Dad was working in an Advert company and my mom was a stay at home mom who looked after us as kids,"

"I was the youngest of the bunch while my brothers were thirteen, then my Dad got a promotion and we got to move to New York city, the big city which half stinked like piss, we got transferred to a new school and I joined these clique of rich little girls because they were cool and looked flashy, they ruled the school,"

"On the other hand, I didn't want to relive the life I had in my old school which had a lot of bullying in it." Amy said, taking a deep breath, this was where things started looking down.

"I finally became part of the group and everything was going fine, till the peer pressure started affecting me, I wanted to be the first to get any new thing that reigned in school or on the internet, I wanted to be the most flashiest so no one could look down on me and I had my ways of getting it, I knew I was my dad's favorite and he didn't hide it some times, he was open about it,"

"So Miley Cyrus concert came up for party in the USA and I wanted to go, It was my favorite and almost everyone's too, but most of my click wished to go but couldn't, but i knew if I could get to go, It would have made a whole difference, I will be the coolest and most popular,"

"So I asked my Dad that I wanted to go for the concert, he refused of course, said it was far from the city and he couldn't just take me, he had to take the whole family too, which meant he had to get us all tickets and doesn't know if he had the money to afford it, but I kept pressuring him and telling him, he should make it my birthday gift coming in two weeks, at the end, he gave in and got all five of us tickets to the…to the concert,"

Amy encountered as her voice started becoming shaky, she had told this story twice, once to her childhood friend in the foster home, and this was the second time, she didn't think it was still going to be that bad.

Rachel came closer and hugged her from the side.

"You don't have to continue if you don't want Amy," Rachel already dreaded listening to the end of the story but she knew she needed to let it all out and not keep bottling it up.

"No, it's fine, I'll continue," Amy strained, clearing her throat.

"The concert was on a Saturday and was scheduled to hold by 2pm, but we never got to go to the concert, because I wanted a chocolate ice cream, so my...So my Dad gave me some money to go down and get three ice cream for me and my brothers since they slept off, I...I I got the ice cream and started heading back to the car but right there in front of me a huge lorry squashed them to pieces—"

Amy burst into a fit of tears on Rachel shoulders and Rachel also had tears in her eyes, this was more than just a sad event and she finally understood why she couldn't get comfortable anywhere she wants, because now she feels if she asks for to much she could push people to their death and that how her child brain interpreted the whole event.

"If only...if only I had been satisfied….I I wouldn't have lost my entire family right In front of me," Amy cried more, and Rachel held her tighter.

"I hate this," Amy whispered.

"What?" Rachel asked.

*hiccups*

"Crying, I feel better after but I just don't like crying," Amy said, getting off Araceli's shoulders. It felt a little nice sharing Her traumatic past. It reduced the burden of the yoke in her chest.

"Don't you have work to go to, I mean it's almost noon," Amy reminded her.

"Yeah I do," Rachel sighed, letting her go.

"I plan on confronting Xander with the video today at the lunch we would be having, but I intend to come late, like I just found out about the video now," Rachel told her the rest of her plan.

"How do you think he's gonna take it?," Amy asked, curious.

"Honestly, I don't even know either, but one thing I know for sure is that Xander being Xander will try to go to all lengths to deny it," Rachel scoffed, wondering how Araceli was so unfortunate enough to be involved with someone like Xander.

"Goodluck with that Araceli—" Amy's worn out Iphone 6s beeped, she unlocked it before placing it back into her pocket.

'Tell me how it goes okay? Ricky is here to pick me up," Amy informed her while Rachel asked some of the maids to bring her bags downstairs

"Alright,"

"And Amy, I need you to know, it wasn't your fault alright, you were just a kid."

"Thank you so much for this, thank you."

"You are a welcome girl," Rachel replied with a genuine smile before they shared a hug and she left.

Rachel waved back at Rick who waved her from inside the car as she saw her off. She went back inside and it was 20 minutes to one noon, so went to get ready and intentionally delay, it was all part of her plan, she needed to aggravate him in every possible way before dropping the bomb unfiltered on him.

She got dressed in a white jumpsuit with an open back with black purse, black shades and black heels. She checked her phone and saw a missed call from Xander and a message asking her where she was, but she didn't reply.

She rehearsed her heartbreak lines, preparing herself for the drama she was about to cause on her way to the scene.

She walked into the restaurant they were supposed to meet up and the hostess told her the table number in which Xander was at.

"Since when did keeping time become a problem for you?!" Xander whispered to her while looking pissed, Rachel on the other hand kept a straight face.

"Oh, so that's it. You are not going to come up with a silly excuse to defend yourself?" Xander asked, growing angrier, Rachel still maintained a straight face and kept maintaining eye contact with him.

"Speak the fuck up Araceli," Xander groaned.

"Why don't you shut your cheating double faced bitch ass up Xander," Rachel finally replied coldly.

"What did you just say to me?" Xander muttered, his face started getting redder.

"You are not deaf now, are you?," Rachel asked.

"I see, you take every single opportunity you get to be rude to me, you lucky I don't have your rude ass on record, I would have sent it to your sweet Mom because it seems like you need some good spanking," Xander said smirking at her with a look that sent chills down her spine.

The bastard knew he could do no wrong in Mrs. Garcia's eyes.

"Unfortunately for you, and very fortunate of me, I'm not the old Araceli you know, and threatening me is going to take a whole lot more than telling my mama that I was rude to your cheating ass," Rachel clapped back, smiling.

"You think you are the only one who got something to say, going behind my back to sleep with other people,"

"What the hell are you even saying, I wasn't with anyone, where does your crazy ass make this assumption from? Oh, because I have been so busy with work these past few months, that translates into me cheating?," Xander replied, trying to gain control and talk her down in the situation. He knew if she was going to win this by him fidgeting a little, that was it.

"Well unluckily for you Xander, I got proof," Rachel scoffed, pulling out her phone out of her purse, contorting her face into someone who has been hurt.

"Who exactly is that Xander?" Rachel called him out, showing him the video with no volume because of where they were.

His face paled as he saw himself sucking the boob of the blondie at the hotel, he was the only one visible, while she