Jay's POV
I woke up from my sleep, looking around I figured out, that it was afternoon already. I looked beside me and Amy was missing. I remembered holding her in my embrace. Wait! Did she find out that I had been hugging her the whole night!? That can't be?! This is so embarrassing. I felt my cheeks burning red remembering the last night's events. Surprisingly, I didn't seem to be traumatized about last night's tragedy and violence, instead, I felt calm. Neither my past haunted me in my dreams. I found glasses and a note which said: "for you". I remembered my glasses were broken for the third time this month. That's a headache... I wore the glasses and decided to freshen up.
Walking down the hallways I found something, a small garden against the balcony. I couldn't stop myself but started taking steps towards the place. It was a mini but beautiful garden. Roses, lilies, daisies...just beautiful. It didn't fail to bring a smile to my face.
I waved my fingers at the beauties, tracing their petals on the way until I heard a loud bang. I flinched at it and turned around and again there were crashing sounds as if someone was throwing stuff. I decided to check out. Though the sounds screamed red and danger yeah my curious head was going to settle for nothing.
I went out again in the hallways, God this house is such a maze. I would get lost someday. I followed the noises and it was continuously banging in a rhythm. I finally stood in front of the door, the door in front of me was slightly open and it had a doormat in the front which said...'GET LOST!.'.. Seriously!.
The banging was now even louder...I finally went in and the scenario was terrifying but kinda hot... It was Amy and she was punching the punching bag, in a boxing ring. The room resonated by her punches and kicks against the helpless punching bag. The room was messy as I predicted the stuff to be thrown. Seemed like the room was specifically designed for workouts. But the only thing that concerned me was her.
It was terrifying because she was punching the bag barehanded, her eyes dark, her knuckles red, her wounds from yesterday- bleeding because of her powerful moves, her body- sweaty, her hairs dripping with sweat. She looked as if Lucifer had possessed her. But I didn't know why it looked so attractive to me. She never acted like an ideal woman. People in society always expect a lady to be polite, submissive, have a petite curvy figure, or have an alluring sweet voice but Amy had none.
She was totally the opposite of that ideal woman figure. She didn't have a small doll-like feminine figure. Instead, she was tall, bold, dominant, has abs and biceps, never cared what others thought and her deep husky voice was like a cherry on the top. And yet she effortlessly made me like her. I didn't notice that I was again staring at her like a creep.
The temperature of the room was hot, I wasn't sure if it was the climate or her and me blushing over her badass form. I looked at her and then her state. She looked angry and mad. I needed to stop her. She continued punching the bag and didn't notice me.
Suddenly there was Alex standing behind me smirking as if he knew what was I thinking. There were two maids behind him, they somewhat seemed to be hesitant to enter the room. Their eyes showed fear and I was puzzled. I looked towards Amy, taking a step towards her. I felt someone holding my wrist. It was Alex.
Alex: you wanna die early?
He whispered.
Me: huh?
Alex: come on! She is a being a darn Satan right now.
Me: she is hurting herself.
Alex: it's her way of releasing anger. And you never enter a hungry lion's den.
Between our small whisperings, the sounds of punching had slowed down and soon stopped.
Our eyes went back to Amy. She was resting, leaning back at the ropes, her waist and elbows supported by the ropes while she casually leaned back as she was breathing heavily. God... She was looking so attractive. I couldn't help but admire it. She seemed to be a natural model. Even if she casually walked around, she would still look beautiful with any random click of a camera.
While I was busy staring at her. She spoke in a deep voice.
Amy: you guys seem to be ignorant about the doormat...
Alex: you need to stop torturing yourself. That's what we came here for...
Amy clicked her tongue as she pushed the lock of hair back that was lying on her face.
Amy: fine! I'm done now. You should leave.
She said without looking at us.
Me: well your wounds are bleeding, they need to be treated again.
Alex: all right so we are leaving downstairs for lunch! You two join us later...
He said in a playful voice while wriggling his eyebrows at me. It reminded me of Candice teasing the same way. Handing me the first aid box and supplements he and the maids left.
Now it was just me and Amy alone in the room. It felt awkward. I placed the first aid box on the table behind me and waited for her to climb down the ring. Not wanting to look nervous or weak I folded my arms across the chest and leaned back against the table behind me. She took a towel soaking her sweat in it as she had a blank face.
She then started taking steps toward me making me nervous as if she was a predator and I was her prey. She stood a few inches away from me, her gaze piercing my soul. My heart thumped out of my chest. She leaned towards me as her hot breath tingled my neck. She darkly chuckled near my ear.
Amy: don't hold your breath doctor.
As she stepped back grabbing a bottle of water behind me. I realized I wasn't actually breathing. She took a sip from the bottle as she looked at me with a devilish smirk on her face.
Amy: you know... doctor.. you shouldn't block the table like that ... I have my stuff in there...
I realized that I was just blocking her way and her moves were making my thoughts go wild. I immediately shifted away earning another chuckle from her. After some minutes of embarrassment, I took the first aid box and treated her wounds again, and god she didn't even flinch one bit.
Later we both went downstairs for lunch and Alex was in front of me having a teasing look. I somehow noticed a bruise on his cheekbone that I didn't notice before.
me: well what's wrong with your face?
Alex: boy, don't ask me? your sister is crazy! don't tell me you bought her from the zoo!
me: well that's kinda true! I agree...
Candice punched me on the shoulder in an instant as I looked at her groaning in pain.
me: what even happened?
Alex looked at Candice as she gave him a death glare.
Alex: well... your sister is a crackhead!
Amy: what did she do?
Alex: that's a secret! Isn't it miss Candiceeeee...
........................FLASHBACK...........................
After a huge argument about having the left side of the bed, Alex and Candice didn't seem to agree to sleep on the opposite.
Alex: miss Candice, first of all ...it's my room and I decide where to sleep and the second thing is who wants to sleep beside you!
Candice: The feelings are mutual! ....since you love that side so much ..go and sleep ...I'm tired already.
Alex: Finally the witch agreed! why did you even argue!
Candice: what did you say!
Alex: go and sleep okay!
Candice: Fine and no trespassing!
Alex: who even wants to!
Both of them death glared at each other and went to sleep.
Few hours of sleep and it was almost afternoon. Candice woke up as she looked around, totally forgotten about the fact that she was in her sister-in-law's house. She found herself beside a stranger and it was none other than Alex. Finding herself in a strange room with a stranger and thinking as if his brother's kidnapping and Ash being Amy was a mere dream, she screamed her lungs out, making Alex almost jump out of the bed. He woke up and looked at her as if she was a ghost.
Alex: what's wrong?
Candice: you kidnapped me! Imma kill you! you kidnapper!
Alex: what the hell is wrong with y-
He was cut off by a pillow being smashed right on his face! Candice jumped on him almost straddling him as she continued hitting him with the pillow. Soon Alex snatched the pillow from her but instead, she punched him in the face. He groaned in pain but immediately caught her wrists before she could punch him again.
Alex: God! what's gotten into you.
Soon he overpowered her and flipped her over, twisting her arms on her back, straddling her as she continued struggling and cussing but it was of no use as she was in a lock position. So the more she struggled the more tired she will be.
Alex: Stop struggling!
Candice: I won't let you take advantage of me!
she yelled almost tearing up as she broke down into tears. Hearing her sobs Alex immediately got off of her not knowing what to do, while she continued
crying lying on the bed.
Alex: is she having a short time memory loss?
He mumbled to himself. He slowly took steps as he placed a hand over her shoulder. Instead, she pulled his hand and kicked him on the lower abdomen earning a groan again.
Alex: you witch!
Hearing that Candice stood at the edge of the bed having a happy victory dance.
Candice: Wait, I have heard that before! You....oh oh I remember now! you are Mr. jerk, oh I mean Alex. I forgot my brother's kidnapping last night. I thought it was a dream.
she said with a sheepish smile on her face while Alex continued moaning in pain as his hands covered his lower abdomen. she was now worried over his state. She quickly went towards him checking if he was okay. But now the tables had turned... Alex quickly pulled her down the bed twisting her arms behind her back.
Alex: Sweety... you owe me a big one and you are going to pay for the damages you have caused to my precious face.
Candice wriggled her arms in pain as Alex loosened his grip.
*********BACK TO PRESENT***************
Alex gave Candice a playful gaze as Candice sat and glared at him.
Alex: sissy ... I need your help!
Amy looked at him cocking a brow.
Amy: why?
Alex: it's just that I want one of your staff to manage my upcoming project. It's a big one and I don't trust anyone.
Amy sighed.
Amy: well I think Candice can handle it well! She is one of the best when it comes to managing and explaining.
Alex: that's great! Then she can assist me in the work.
Amy: Candice, do you mind helping my brother.
Hearing Amy's compliments were good.. only I knew how much of a fan Candice is when it comes to Ash and how much she wants to be like Ash. I expected her to be smiling like crazy, but when I looked at Candice she seemed different as if she was hesitant.
Candice: not at all!
Amy: that's sorted...
I looked at Candice giving a bitter wicked smile to Alex as if she wanted to strangle him at the moment whereas Alex had a teasing gaze. Sometimes I feel they both have the same energy and vibe when it comes to being a weirdo and making faces. I shrugged it off continuing to eat my lunch.
