Fallen For My Baby's Daddy

The lights were hitting the eyes like fire. There was bizarre aroma around the environment. Xtc was in the air and many tall girls were dancing around the pool. The eyes filled with lusts were moving on the hot dancing bodies. She filled the glasses with vine and turned in rush. She had to serve more than 40 in next three minutes.

"Again in rush?" asked Oliver, the bartender.

She rolls her eyes.

"As if it is first time," she said and walked towards the last row.

She served the whine to those lustful, prevet men and turned.

"Amanda, you need to serve in," said Oliver.

She looked at him and narrowed her eyes.

"Oliver, you know I don't serve privately," she said, annoyed.

"Zara is not on duty today and the manager said you have to do it," said Oliver, sadden.

"But you know, my brother have no idea that I am working here or else he would not have let me work," she said, angrily.

Oliver took a deep breath.

"Only if I could go, I would have gone in your place. You know how much I am excited to see 'Him,' he said while putting pressure on word 'Him'.

She looks at him confused while narrowing her eyes.

"What do you mean by him?" she asked.

He rolled his eyes.

"You don't know, holly molly. Xavier Allen is here," he said while primping his hair. "And I am dying to meet him," she said.

"Allen who?" she asked.

Oliver was now looking at her as if he have seen a ghost.

"Do you know where are you living? Do you know who you are? Amanda, how could you be so mean? You don't know him? It's Xavier Allen, the infamous tycoon in the country," he said.

She rolls her eyes again.

"I don't care who it is, all I know he is some random rich guy who got a lot of money. At least he is living a happy life," she said.

Oliver looks at her sadly.

"Are you down again?" he asked.

She took a deep breath.

"I need money for Brandon's treatment, they say he need an operation and I have to pay for that. He is my only family Oliver," she said, sadly.

"Have you asked the boss?" Oliver asked.

She chuckled, sadly.

"He said, he can pay but I have to sleep with him," she said.

Oliver opens his eyes in a manner as if they have grown in the size of tennis ball.

"I knew he is not a good person in the name of man but I never knew he could be this much pervert," he said.

She took a deep breath.

"You know I am totally new to this town. I have to work harder for my brother," she said and grabs the tray.

Oliver started filling the glassed with cocktail.

"Hey, be relax, you can do it," said Oliver.

She smiled and walked inside one of those cabins where private meetings are being held. She really need that job or else she would have long quite.

She walked inside. She was looking so hot in that short black dress with same black chocker and long leather gloves. Her cleavage was revealing in that mini dress.

She was a bit shaken because she never have been a bottle girl for the private meeting. She could feel a lot of eyes on her body.

She started serving the cocktail without looking at any man and then she walked towards the last man in the row. She felt an awkward silence in the meeting.

"I should do it quickly. Maybe they are quite because of my presence," she thought and looked up to the man she was serving and at the same moment she felt her body turned into stone.

"Him?" she almost whispered which he heard.

His eyes were getting red due anger. She knew she is doomed.

"If I ever see you there..." his voice echoed in her head.

His deep blue eyes were digging inside her. They were cold ruthless. She felt a chill through her spine. She was so lost that she did not realized that the glass over-flowed. The cocktail was now flowing down from the glass to his shoes. He did not break his eye contact with her.

"You scum, what have you done?" a man screamed making her startled. She looked at him and then down towards the shoes.

She gasped.

"Oh, I am sorry," she said.

"Who sent her here? She does not how to serve in a private meeting. First, she ignored the main person Mr. Xavier and served everyone and now she thrown cocktail on him?" another man screamed.

"What Mr. Xavier? He is Mr. Xavier?" she stopped herself from screaming and saying that loud because his another sentence echoed in her head.

"You want to know my name? You got that dare to say it?" he hissed in her head.

"Oh no, I will lose this job for sure, no no, I have to do something," she thought.

Xavier on the other hand was looking at her with stone expressions.

"Oh Mr. I am sorry. I ,I can clean this mess," she said and grabbed the tissue from the nearby table and started cleaning his shoes.

His expressions changed for a while and he got up.

"You have offend him. Bitch, he does not like to be touch," said another man.

"Where is the manager, I need to sue this bitch," said the first man who screamed.

Xavier raised his hand and everyone went quite.

She looked at him. He look so scary and dominant and hell handsome.

He took his shoes off and threw them away.

"I hate my things to be touch. What's mine is mine," he said while looking inside her eyes in a whisper like voice and she felt as if her spine is broke. She was unable to move.

A man walked inside holding a box in his hand. He gave Xavier the pair of new shoes.

He wore the shoes and looked at Amanda one last time and walked out of the room.

"We have almost made him agree on the deal and the meeting is ended now, all because of this bitch," said the man, annoyed and walked towards her. She took few steps back.

She could sense she was in brief danger.

"I..I am sorry sir," she tried to say something.

"Oh, he left me here, he left me like he did to his shoes," she muttered while looking at the shoes.

The man were walking towards her like hungry dogs.

"Oh brother, you were right about this place, I will get raped," she said while closing her eyes but the door opened with thud and recognized the man who entered. He was the one with him during that very night, week ago.

"Your boss said, he need this girl as a stripper here," said the man with the smirk on his face.

He turned.

"This will be fun," he muttered while walking out.

"What? Is he out of his mind? No, I am not stripper here," she screamed while the man held her up.

Life, what really is life? If we look from the microscope of science, it is just a complex living organism but we look from the perspective of social life, it is a set of emotions, pain, joy and happiness. She was sitting silently in the passenger seat staring at nothing. She looked very quiet as if she was a sculpture.

Her Brother was driving. There was an awkward silence in them.

"I know you are upset Amy but I got a reason to move here," he said.

She took a deep breath.

"I know brother, I know. You know we got a lot of memories in our previous town," she said, sadly.

"I know you miss mom. I do as well," he said.

"It was too soon for her to leave us here," she said.

He looked at her while taking slight turn on the road.

"My dear sister, I love you, you love me and now we don't need anyone," He said while placing his hand on her head.

She was living with brother since their mother died two years ago and he took her guardianship as an elder brother. They were living happily in old town but suddenly her brother told her that they are leaving. Leaving her mother's house was very painful for her.

She looked at the back view mirror and her reflection was looking back at her. Her long black curly hair was blowing and the hazel eyes were staring back at her.

She had put on her earphones and listened to some Norwegian song. She could understand and speak Norwegian as her mother was from Norway.

After a while they have reached. She looked at the house they were staying in front of and took a deep breath.

"We are going to live here," he said.

"But Eric, you have still not explain it to me. Why we are moving here in this town?" she asked.

"Sister, no more questions and I know my little bunny is hungry," he said while touching her nose.

She looked at him a bit annoyed.

"I am not a 5 year old," she said. He chuckled.

"Now come on, we have to get in," he said while unbuttoning the seat belt.

She got out of the car.

This place was indeed beautiful, in the middle of mountains this town looks like a paradise.

"You liked it?" Eric asked, smiling. He knew his sister's taste.

"Eric, you did this on purpose?" she asked. He scratch his head while smiling.

She ran towards him and hugged him.

"I love this place, it's exactly like...." She was about to complete her sentence when he spoke.

"Fairytale? Like our mother used to tell?" he asked, smiling.

Her smile faded away so does his.

"Come on, lets go in," he said and walked towards their home.

The house is big enough for both.

"Oh brother, this is wonderful, how much it worth?" she asked, looking around.

"$430000," He said sheepishly.

"Hold on you, you used all of your assets here?" she asked, a bit angry.

He took a deep breath.

"You know I had to do it, I had to protect you from who, you know. So..." he said.

"What are you hiding?" she asked while raising an eyebrow.

"I need something to eat and you will cook today," he said.

"Brother, I am asking something," she said.

He was avoiding her eyes.

"Come on, we will talk on this later now come on make something or order something," he said.

She knew her brother will not tell her anything until she kept asking for a week.

She rolled her eyes and walked towards the kitchen.

"Eric, we need to settle things in the house," she said a loud from the kitchen.

Eric from the other side was in deep thoughts.

He walked towards the bathroom and pulled down his T shirt from the shoulder. Tattoo like mark was appearing on his shoulder. It was indicating some symbol.

Symbol, that reminds him of their mother's. He took a deep breath.

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She reached to the Attic, but this attic was totally different from the attic she thought in her mind. It was big and bright. There was furniture in it. The cupboard and the bed. There was a pot and the dried Devil's ivy too. It was clear that there was someone who lived there but no one has given water to that plant for quite a long time.

She put her luggage on one side and started watering the plant. After finishing her activity, she adjusted her luggage and in the room and after an hour, the room was ready to use.

"Wonderful, now where I am going to put my collections?" she said while looking around and found a small book shelf next to window.

"Yeah, my books would be held there and I this sitting place in the window is best to sit and read," she muttered to herself.

She walked towards the window in the attic; there was another house just next to her. She settled the entire books collection. She stared at the window of neighborhood house she saw something that made her blush.

A tall and well build man walked towards the window with the cup of coffee in his hand. He was wearing towel.

His 6 packs were so appealing with sexy abs; he looked like one of that Greek God.

"Holly crabs," she almost screamed but at the same moment the man caught her peeking at him and their eyes met. She felt her heart raced fast because there was something in his eyes that made him so mysterious and dominant.

He was 6.1 inches tall. He had blue eyes, fair complexion and his dark black hair was sticking on his forehead.

Her heart beat was still fast as if she was running. She ducked down instantly and closed her eyes.

"Who is he? Why he has to be so scary but hell handsome at the same time?" she muttered.

After a while she got up and looked at the window but no one was there, he was gone.

She took a deep breath.

"We got damn scary neighborhood," she muttered and walked towards her bed.

*************

It took her a week to settle everything in the town. She knocked on Eric's room, he was writing something.

"Hey," she said.

He smiled.

"Awake?" he asked.

"Yeah, minutes ago," she said.

"I have applied in a local high-school for you, I really hope you will like it here," he said.

She took a deep breath.

"Working on new book?" she asked while looking at the laptop's screen.

"Yeah, it's new project," he said.

"Eric, you are best selling author. What publishing house demanding more?" she asked while sitting on the chair.

"I am inspired for a new story these day," he said.

"And what is it about?" she asked, curious.

"Well, I am thinki..." he about to complete his sentence when he started coughing violently and hush towards the washroom.

Amanda stood up from the chair and looked at him horribly. Her worst nightmare was in front of him. Eric was coughing and she walked slowly after in him a trance.

Her heart was racing fast. He turned towards her with bleeding nose and his T shirt was stained with blood as well.

"Eric?" she ran towards him and checked upon him.

"I am fine, I am fine," he said.

"What are you hiding?" she asked, crying.

He hugged her, slightly.

"I am suffering from cancer," he said in a whisper like voice. She looked up at him.

Panic was about to attack her.

After a long sleep she woke up at 8 O'clock in the morning. After taking a warm shower she wore her favorite white rouser and blue T shirt.

She walked around town in order to eat something she had not eaten since last morning.

She walked in the kitchen, Eric was making pancakes. She looked at him sadly.

"I have told you, you will not do any house chorus from now," she said taking ladle from his hand.

He fetched the carrot from nearby basket and bite on it.

"You know I love to make pancakes for you," he said.

"But I love to scold you when you don't take proper care of yourself," she said.

She walked towards the main door, few papers were fallen on the floor. She fetched the papers from the floor and started examining them.

"What is it?" asked Eric.

"It's your medical bills," she said, expressionlessly. His expressions changed as well.

"Eric, you have to get admit in the hospital," she said.

He took a deep breath.

"Don't worry about the expenses Amanda, I got it," he said.

"Eric, you got few dollars and we already have spend on this house," she said.

"I did this for your safety Amanda, I can't leave you alone there after me when you know who is after you," he said.

"Eric, nothing will happen to you," she said, scolding him.

"Amanda, I know you do care for me," he said.

"Bro, I will do it for you, I will work and I will pay all bills," she said.

"No, Amanda, you got college to attend," he said, angrily.

"There is no, no Eric, remember, we are siblings, we are with each other in good and bad and both," she said.

He took a deep breath. He knows she is very stubborn.

************

She got up and walked towards the window. It was cold weather, December was about to start and Christmas was near, a lot of houses were decorated. Her Christmas was always an alone limbo because Eric was always busy with his jobs. This year she decided to make it special.

She looked down at the road in front of their house, a bike stopped in front of the house across from their house and a boy who was riding it took off the helmet, with one glimpse she recognized him, it was him, the guy she saw last evening naked. Her cheeks turned bright red again.

There was black haired woman sitting over his back.

He got her down while dragging her near to him holding her arm and started kissing her. They were almost making out on the street.

She was so lost in amazement when he looked up at her instantly and their eyes met again. She felt the uneasiness again. He was looking at her while kissing the girl. She set down the curtains and walked away.

"I thought this town could be cool but it is all rag," she muttered and walked towards the cupboard as she had to prepare things for tomorrow.

She had checked upon the clothes she had. She choose a purple top and white jeans.

"Hmm, I think I should find some part time job," she said in a whisper and took a deep breath.

She chose a pair of jeans which were not old and a pink top.

"I have to help my brother," she said, sadly.

This room seemed a bit better then the stairs I used to sleep under," she said while observing the room which was actually an attic.

She had prepared her bag for tomorrow and walked towards her bed, she put an ointment on her hand and fell on the bed.

She closed her eyes but then she heard loud music. She had instantly opened her eyes.

"Who the idiot on the earth is partying this much aloud?" she said, annoyed while putting hands on her ears.

She walked towards the window and the light just across the street's house was all turned on.

Their window was huge enough. There were more than 20 people who were dancing and drinking. Then she saw him. He was dancing with glass in his hand. There were two girls who were dancing with him.

"Who the hell is he? He is partying in the middle of night," she said, annoyed and put the curtain on the window.

She angrily walked towards her bed and sat over it.

"I can't sleep like this, this is insane," she said while putting her hand over the bed.

She lied on the bed with her hand crossed around her chest, she looked so annoyed.

The music turned on for the rest of the night at 4 suddenly everything went silent.

She got up and walked towards the window. The room's light was now dimed.

"The idiotic devil is gone," she said while rolling her eyes and went towards her bed exhausted.

She was feeling tired.

She got laid and closed her eyes. It was a peaceful sleep as if she had not slept for edges but the peace was quite short.

At 7 O'clock the alarm rang and she got up with a heavy head.

"Holy crap, it's already?" she muttered. She wanted to sleep more. After all, she had not slept all night.

She got up and sat while putting her head on her leg. Just then she felt something wet down in her pajamas.

"Oh no, not today," she opens her eyes instantly. She touched the surface of the bed . Something wet felt on the surface of her hand, wet and red.

"I am on my periods, God this is the best start of the first day," she said, almost crying and got up. She has to get clean and arrange tampons.

She had prepared her bag and put the tampons in the bag. She was feeling a bit nervous.

After a while she went down,

"At Least I can have breakfast without any trouble," she said while pouring milk in the bowl full of cornflakes.

After having dinner she got up and cleaned the kitchen.

She grabbed her bag from the nearby chair and went out of the house.

"Whatever is this, it is indeed a mess," she said because the road was slippery.

"How am I supposed to go? It is still snowing," she said, annoyed.

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Hey Readers, I hope you have like this Chapter

Next Chapter will be upload tomorrow

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