Chapter 8: Confrontation

I don't know what's happening! I looked at Amaya and her eyes stucked with Zachary.

"Why are you here, woman?" I walk towards her and pull her wrist.

Amaya didn't respond. She's too occupied staring at him.

"Leave her away Seb, she's not one of your woman!" Zachary told me, looking my hand at her wrist.

So, in other words Zach is one of Amaya's costumer. That's why she's hiding from me because she's already have a new costumer. A rich costumer.

What a coincidence! A woman whom I helped for her mother's operation and my younger cousin, Zachary know each other.

Fuck! She really wants money huh.

"I'm sorry gentlemen, but I have to go. Thank you for your help, Sir." Amaya said, looking away from Zach. Still, I'm holding her wrist.

"No! Stop there, woman!  You're not going around, alone!" Zachary told her with his usual bold expression.

Zachary touches her. Fuck! Why I'm feeling sick right now? I grip her wrist tightly, and I saw how she's hurt.

"Please, Seb let me go. I'm hurting." She told me, almost cry in pain.

Goddamn it! I never felt this way before. Amaya is a fucking prostitute but why I can't let her go with Zach. Why I can't let anyone touch her?

"No!" I even raised my voice not because of her but because I'm pissed off.

"Let her go, Seb. I helped her and I take her home. She was attacked by those whore on the supermarket because of you!" Zachary yelled at me!

Fuck! They hurt Amaya, they'll gonna pay this. I'll make it sure, I'll find them.

"What? What happened Zach? Tell me the fucking truth!" I told him.

Those bitch will pay for this.

"Why do care? You don't even know her." Zach uttered and get Amaya from my grip.

"This girl is my girlfriend! You better watch your dirty mouth Zachary and it's not of your business." I pulled her again and I let her stand in my back.

Amaya will stay in my side.

"You're kidding. I know Anika very well and I heard gossips that she's pregnant. Stop acting like you're a saint, Seb Jackson. Stop with your lame excuses." Zachary told me sarcastically.

I didn't control my emotions so I punch him on the face.

"Back off, Zach! It's none of your fucking business. Wether you like it or not, I'll gonna take this woman with me." I sighed heavily.

I felt her hugging my back, trying to stop for my next move but I'm too firm.

"Fuck you!" Zachary punches me that makes my lower lip bleed. I smiled bitterly, Zach is not a young boy anymore.

He can even punch me so fucking hard. I was about to punch him for the second time, but Amaya suddenly shouted.

"Stop it! You don't have the right to hurt him, Seb Jackson because he's my costumer!" Amaya told me like she's worried about Zach.

She pointed her index finger at me and even slapped me.

"Leave us alone, Seb. You're making such a big trouble here!" Zachary added.

I don't know, but I feel so sad watching Amaya at someone's arm. I don't know what's happening to me.

What makes me more angry is the thought that I'm not the only one who saw and used her body. Her fucking body.

"You're coming with me, we have a lot to discuss." Instead of letting her go with Zach, I grab her with my whole force.

I didn't give Zachary the chance to get Amaya back from me. I want to ask her, I want to hear her side. I want to know why she's hiding from me.

As we walk away from the mansion, maids are gossiping about us. I glared at them sharply that makes them walk blunderingly.

"Get inside, Aya." I ordered her to seat beside me.

She didn't move, she's standing beside me and she's looking back at the mansion.

"What the fuck! Get inside of the car, now!" I loss my control again. Amaya stared at me with pity on her face.

"I don't want to see you nor to be with Seb. I didn't expect this thing will happen." Amaya said, without any emotion and get inside of the car.

I was speechless. She's different. She's totally different that giving me a headache.

I drive slowly, I want to savor the moment that she's with me. Even if she's quiet and busy playing with her nails.

"I'm sorry." I started the conversation. I'm not used of this kind of scenario, a loud silence.

I know she's calm now, she sighed and answer me.

"Don't mind it. But I'll be honest with you Seb, I don't want to see you again." Amaya coldly said and look back on the road.

I gulp hearing those words from her. Seems like I finally met someone who gonna help me to change.

I stop driving and park the car in my favourite place. I'd never been here for a long time.

"Come here." I told her, offering my arms as she go out.

"What's this place, Seb? Why we came here?" Amaya said terrifiedly and frightened.

I hold her hands and guide her to my favourite spot since I was six.

"Don't be afraid, Aya. I'm here to protect you and we are here because I  saw this place at the internet." I lied. The real reason is that I want to unwind, I want to run from the reality. From my gloomy life.

Amaya slapped me on the back and giggle.

"You're funny! But I'm not like those women who easily believe and fall with your lame excuses." Amaya paused, roaming her eyes around the scenery as if she's memorizing every detail of the place.

I smiled secretly as I look at her angelic face. She looks like an angel if she's not talking, she looks beautiful even she's wearing a simple dress.

This is the very first time that I look at her this way. I'm wondering why she's wearing a wig and eyeglasses. But I shook my head and listened to her.

"But I like this place not because it has a breathtaking view but because I found solace from it. I've never been this quiet place before, I've never expected to be here too." She added and close her eyes. She opened her arms widely and feel the cold wind touches her skin.

I fetch my phone from my pocket and I took a picture of her and put it back before she open her eyes.

"The end of the world is coming but here we are on the peak of the mountain, watching the cloudy blue sky, the dancing trees and the whole place." I said, almost whispering. I walk behind her and encircled my hand into her.

"I want to be better. I want to change my life, as long as I have still the chance. I want to forget my past but it's too hard, Seb." Amaya said between her sobs.

I let her face at me and lean her head on my chest. My anger disappeared and it was replaced by sympathy.

"Cry hard to lessen the pain and the burden you have right now." I told her

and caressing her back. Little by little, I felt something wet on my chest.

I've never let any woman cry in my chest, never but only Amaya. She really catches up my attention.

"I'm sorry if I used your chest as a tissue. It's just I can't find or buy it here." Amaya giggles and covered her face with her hands.

I fetch my handkerchief from my suit and I wiped her tears away.

"I don't know why I'm doing this in the first place but I'm happy seeing you, Aya." I said while stepping backward.

"I'll be honest with you, Seb. Since we will never see each other again." Amaya said, looking relentlessly at me.

I nodded waiting for her.

I'm sweating and nervous at the same time. But I remained firm and serious.

"Seb, I'm happy seeing you too." Amaya told me and hold my hand. I didn't expect it from her.

But she's hiding things from me. I can sense it, and I'll find a way to know what the truth between her and my cousin, Zachary Brantford.