Chapter 85: Downfall II
Chapter 85 - Downfall II
You know the foreboding you always feel when you know that the world has turned its back on you? That’s what Amanda was feeling right now as she pulled her eyelids open from a restless sleep or dream.
Was it a dream or nightmare? She didn’t know as she could feel her ears ringing from the repeated buzzing of her phone like damn flies.
She groaned, clutching her head like it wanted to split open. Fuck! She had paraded and cried herself to sleep last night.
Praying and hoping the morning after should be good to her, and as she was seeing it, it was like the angels were throwing back her prayer at her in full disgust.
Amanda grunted, standing up from the uncomfortable position she’d slept in, her neck stiff and she released a low moan. Then stretching for her phone without looking at the caller ID, she picked up.
"Amanda Susan Asher!" The name came out with a tinge of anger, shame and Amanda jolted up quickly, swallowing the pain that wanted to escape her lips from the pain that jolted from her stiff neck and pounding head.
Her father was angry for him to call her by her given legal name without Aaron’s surname — she definitely knew she had fucked up. Not just a little fuck, a bigger, enormous fuck.
"What’s the video trending in the media?" her father’s voice came in a wheeze as a shuffle was heard in the background. And a voice telling her father to calm down.
Amanda’s heart throbbed — no, it thrummed in her ribcage as she felt weak, her hands trembling as she quickly hung up. Quickly seeing her phone — hundreds of calls, like more than hundreds of calls that she missed, then messages. Even as she held her phone, her phone was still buzzing as she inhaled deeply, not even clicking on her call log or messages.
She just searched her name online and in lightning speed everything came crashing.