"What the hell was that?" Her voice shrieks, she rubs her temple.
"I needed to talk to you" He tries to reach her hand but she sways it away out of his reach and distance herself from him.
"Couldn't you wait?" She grits her teeth. She is fuming.
That he dared to reach out to her like she is the lover of his love while minutes ago he was busy cuddling another woman in his passion of love and sweet words. Now he comes to her like all has been buried. How did he bury her like that? He said he loved her with every being of his bone. Lies, once it sounds too good to be true, trust your intuition, it is too good to be true.
"Amy...I could not bear any minute longer away from..." He tries to reach out by walking closer to her.
"Uhm..." Peace clears his throat to catch their attention. Did he string him along so that he be his lookout? I mean it is working because he is doing the job already.
"Can't you discuss this later or another day?" Peace whispers with his eyes wondering everywhere but on them.
"Amy I need to tell you something" His voice was soft
"I know" Her voice cracks. She sniffles. He walks in closer to her, and touch her hand.
"Someone is coming" Peace whispers.
They parted and Amy looked away to dab her teary eyes.
"What are you guys doing in the dark?" With her deep black hair flowing over her shoulders. Dressed in a black long tight tube dress with a slit to her nigh thigh. Her stilettos screeched the floor with every step she took toward them.
"The way you are standing, you look suspicious. Why are you looking away, are you crying?" She stops next to Peace and Kyle.
"Oh no!" They all speak at once.
She turns and graces the woman's presence with a smile.
"I am fine. I was just admiring the wild waves and breeze from the sea" She maintains her well-postured smile.
"Okay, I thought maybe these boys are making you cry. I wanted to deal with them" She glances at Kyle for a moment and avert her gaze back to Amy.
"No, she is not crying we were having a discussion. Can you now excuse us since you see that all is well? " Kyle pretentiously flashes his teeth.
"Chase me away, but nothing stays in the dark forever" She fixates her daring gaze at Kyle.
"But yet, here you are" He smirks and she scoffs and walks away furious.
Kyle is feeling satisfied with how he dealt with his sister, she loves meddling in people's business.
"Who is that?" Peace asks with curiosity. He sees the resemblance in each other but he needs to be sure.
"My future wife" He grins as his gazes lands on Amy.
He jabbed her weakling heart again! They were right about him, he didn't love her, he just wanted to have her become one of his trophy collections. Now she has become an item on his list. He evoked her passion and leaves her standing by the door. How ruthless of him.
Peace frowns at Kyle, he thinks he is funny? What is wrong with this person?
"I am kidding, you are my future wife" He pulls Amy into his embrace and passionately peer into her eyes.
"If I was, you would respect me enough not to touch me after touching another woman's body" She tries to free herself but he tightens his embrace around her body.
"This is why I wanted to talk to you..." He manoeuvres his words.
"There's no need we are not together anymore" Her voice is soft and quivering. The tears were lingering on the edge of her eyes, ready to let the river flow.
"Let me explain..." He pleads.
Their foreheads were kissing each other, the space between their lips is inseparable. Peace glance at them, he wanted to reprimand them about their public display of affection but it is a sentimental moment that his heart fails to disrupt them. He just glances away and walks a bit further away than them, although already their words were just whispers. They needed more privacy to address their undying love for each other. According to his observation, he has concluded that those two have an undying love for each other, but it is of sadness that it has become unrequited love.
Her lips quiver against his warm lips, warm tears roll down her cheeks. Seeing her wet eyelashes, his eyes filled with tears. His lips parted and captured her lips. He draws her closer into his embrace. A sensation irritated his skin, his temperature flushed his body.
She is swooning in his passion pool. She propels her torso against his torso. She feels his erection, this brings delight to her, she feels dampness in between her legs. The urge to have him grows deeper in her pelvis. She bites his lower lip and he gasps passionately. It elated her and she let herself be caressed by his huge hands on her fully clothed body.
Peace veers around his gaze and he catches sight of Kyle and Amy making out. What the hell! Aren't they supposed to be addressing the misunderstanding? In addition, it is reckless to make out in public where any of the elders can recognize you. He is such a foolish uncle who never uses his brain to reason his actions when under the influence of matters of the heart. He walks further away almost reaching the entrance to the hotel.
*
"Did you see that?" Jack muffles his laugh. "It seems like Kim you have a competitor" He finishes his statement.
"I have never seen her become flushed like that" Luke heaves a deep sigh of realisation.
"Did you see Kim's face?" Jack lets out soft chuckles.
"Oh please, Amy is celibate and she is just not feeling well" She sips her wine drowning the sting of pain in her heart.
"Yeah tell yourself that" Jack snickers.
"Jack stop it. He is our Uncle and the girls are supposed to see him like that too" Nick tries to stop Jack's silly playful taunting jokes.
"Yah yah I was just pulling her leg. " Jack rolls his eyes.
A loud commotion of voices screaming in the corridor.
"What's going on?" Nick exclaims. They rise to their feet.
A loud sound of glasses falling to the floor shattered in the chamber. When they glanced around, it was the chandelier. At least no one is hurt.
While everyone is wondering what's going on, they hear a loud slam outside the hotel.
Zayn sprints out of the chamber followed by Nick.
*
While drowning in their passionate kisses. They were jerked from each other by a loud slap inside the hotel and the screaming voices. While they are still in shock, they hear another loud slam. They readily run to the entrance to see what's going inside.
A loud sound of the body knockdown on the ground as they enter the hotel.
"Amy!" Kyle yells in horror. Peace stopped and swerve back to where Kyle is.
Kyle holds Amy in his arms, he feels his shirt dampen.
"Amy..." He murmurs with his eyes trickling with tears.
"Carry her inside" Peace trembles, his body is turning feeble.
"It's not safe" Zayn replies breathlessly gasping for air.
In a minute the entourage arrived where they were. Utah pushed his way through.
"Natasha..." He gasps in shock sighting his daughter and Kyle rested in the pool of blue bloodstain.
He reaches the ground and kneels beside her. Kyle gently let Utah take his place and held Amy in his arm.
Kyle rises to his feet and leans against the wall of the entrance while the entourage gasps in shock. His eyes were swollen and his face was teary.
"Kyle..." Amy faintly whispers his name with her lips slightly parted. He quickly knelt next to her.
"Peace..." She tries to raise her hand but she lost strength.
I think I am dying. I feel like my soul is seeping out of my body. Everything is blurry, my eyes are heavy, let me just shut them a little.
These were her thoughts as she passes out.