Chapter 13: Part 2

                       *Flashback*

Zachary smiled so sweet as he feel a little and weak shoulder dumped him. "Stubborn." He giggled.

He let Amaya go and began to count.

"One."

"Two."

He was about to utter the next number when someone pushed the door.

"Fuck you! Let me out from this fucking place. I'm sicked seeing your face, Zachary!" Amaya loses her control. The pain she felt and her madness collide. There's no turning back with the reality, reality that she and her ex boyfriend met again.

The smile on his face slowly vanish. He could still remember the woman he loves the most but he has no choice but to let her go. "I missed you so damn much, Aya. Please, give me one more chance to fix this."

Amaya step backwards as Zachary coming near to her. "Fix? Are you kidding me? We don't need to fix things that was happened a long time ago." Amaya replied, almost crying.

For Amaya, it would be a big insult for her side. She was jilted by him, she never had a chance to explain and now he has a gut to fix things. How ironic.

"Let me explain Aya! Please, just one more time." Zachary pleaded. However, Amaya shrugged her shoulders and laughed bitterly. "Let me explain. Let me explain." Amaya mimics him and touch her chest. "Fuck you! Four years ago, did you ever listen to me? Did you let me explain? Tell me. Tell me, Zach!" Amaya bursted into tears because she can't anymore endured the pain living in her heart for so long.

Zachary gaped while watching her, he was shocked and amused. If only he can turn back the time, he would choose to fight for her. "I'm... sorry! I'm sorry if ditched you that night, Aya. I... don't have any choice!" Zachary wanted to touch her, he wanted to comfort Amaya. His conscience is disturbing his mind and soul.

"Choice? I don't understand Zach! But the only thing that is clear right now is that, I don't need you in my life." Amaya hit his chest, punching it so hard as if it can help to reduce the pain beneath of her soul.

"Hurt me until you get tired. Slap me, hit me, punch me or kick me! You can do all of that Aya, if it's only the way to lessen the pain I've caused." Zachary hold her hand and punch his chest. There no such painful thing than seeing your love ones hurting because of your selfish decisions.

"I... hate... you!" Amaya told him between her sobs. "I hate you... for leaving me... I hate you because I loved you."

Loved. It was on the past, and it sucks like shit. If only he can tell her the truth, perhaps she will understand.

Zachary hugged her tightly even if Amaya still beating his back. He rubs her back for her to calm. "It's the only way I can pay you back, Aya." Zachary felt that Amaya stopped beating his back. He let go of her gently and wipe her tears away.

As he caressed her rosy cheeks, he touches her soft crimson lips and mesmerized. He was triggered and without Amaya's approval, he steal her with a kiss.

If it's only a mutual feelings it would be the greatest feeling for the two of them, ever. Amaya pushed him away as soon as she realized what Zachary has done.

She slapped him that would leave a mark on his face. "How dare you!" Amaya wiped her lips with her bare hand.

Zachary massages his damaged face and grinned like a devil. "Don't act like your an innocent woman, I'll pay you."

Zachary pulled Amaya and grasp her arms tightly. He forcibly kissed her even Amaya struggling to push him away.

"Hmm." Amaya moaned. She can't do anything against Zachary. He's too strong and he's grasping her so damn tight.

Zachary smiled between the kiss and said. "Fuck! You're making me urge for more, Aya! Hmm."

It would be the perfect time to escape but Zachary was too strong and alert. He kissed him torridly but she never wanted to respond. Until they hear someone talking behind them.

"Zachary, what are you–" Seb Jackson stopped and his eyes widened.

Everyone was shocked and Amaya's life will be change starting now.

**

Sebastian's laughter heard all over the room. He was learning of different ways and techniques on how to eat crabs so easily.

"Well, it is one of my favourite Sir. So I knew the easiest way to eat all of them." Amaya certainly said and giggles. It helps to lighten up the mood and to omit the intensity between the two young man.

"Wash your hand thoroughly and use it." Sebastian replied and repeated what Amaya taught him earlier.

Rebecca and the rest watch them. Most especially Seb, who can't stop staring at Mlaire. "This is the top secret, Sir." Amaya whispered as if only the two of them can hear her.

"Cheers everyone!" Zachary acted like the toastmaster, holding his luminous glass.

It was indeed a wonderful lunch but not with Amaya. How can she elude from the trouble she had caused? How can she speak out the truth and reveal her identity and menacing job?

Rebecca let the maids do their job as they finished eating. Amaya, sitting on a corner and mesmerized with the beauty of the mansion.

The chandeliers, the vases, the portraits on the wall, the cieling, the living room with a high technology appliances was awesome. 

Amaya would wonder and dream for having this kind of house. Full of hard work and love together with the man who can truly accept her. And then, they could have two healthy kids running around with their toys.

She was in the midst of daydreaming when Seb, Zachary and Sebastian came out from upstairs. "Amaya, Seb will be sending you home. I'll borrow Zach first because we need to talk something urgent. I hope you will understand."

Amaya tossed her head and smiled. "I understand Sir, but I can go home with my own." She never wish to be with one of them, alone. Never.

"Amaya, you're safe with Seb." Rebecca hold her hand. "Seb, promise to me that you will take home Amaya safe." Amaya has no choice but to be with Seb, again.

Seb Jackson shook his head and replied. "I will, Grandma."

"Let's go Zach!" Sebastian lead the way and Zachary walked nearer to Seb and whispered. "Don't do anything that will makes me upset, brother Seb."

Seb tapped his shoulder and nodded as yes. Rebecca, for the nth time kissed Amaya. "See you again, Aya."

Amaya waved her hand and they walked towards to the garage. Seb didn't help her to get inside of the car, he's taciturn.

"You can drop me if there's a taxi nearby." Amaya told him but Seb remains quiet.

It was a smooth ride but Amaya felt guilty. She's guilty of what Seb saw in Zachary's room. "Why I'm feeling guilty?" She whispered looking at the window.

Seb, who's concentrating looking at the road heard it. But he didn't give a damn to ask her.

"Drop me on the hospital, then." Amaya told him as she didn't saw any taxi passing by.

Seb nodded and said. "You forgot that taxi is not yet allowed."

Amaya covered her face with her hands. She was embarrassed of forgetting the protocols.  "Silly me." She said to herself pouting and playing her hands.

He knows that she's uncomfortable and guilty.

Seb secretly glimpsed at Amaya like she's the only woman in the world. Staring her would swift his mood in a snap and he sees light on her that he never saw in other woman.

Seb knows that he's changing because of a woman. And that woman is no other than, Amaya Robinson who's a prostitute.