Amara Johnson just lost her mother. Her whole world came crashing down. One minute she's living in Colorado, going to school and the next she's catching a flight to Los Angeles to go live with her grandfather, John Kreese.
(Terry Silver x OC)
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Amara woke up expecting to find Terry, instead she found the spot he laid in, empty. Amara felt strange sleeping in this plush bed in such a fancy room in a beautiful mansion.
Amara stood from the bed and headed towards the bathroom. She took a quick shower to wash off after yesterdays events. She stepped out of the shower, and quickly wrapped a towel around her body. Amara headed over towards the walk in closet and saw her clothing had all been neatly out away. She picked out a simple outfit.
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Amara saw her vanity items placed on the bathroom counter. She grabbed her hairbrush and brushed out any tangles from her hair. She also quickly washed off her face and put on some moisturizer that was sitting on the counter. Looked fancy enough.
Amara walked out of the bedroom in search of Terry. She walked through the hallways of the house searching for Terry but instead found someone else. It was a woman who was probably in her late forties or early fifties. "Good morning Miss Amara." The lady greeted her. Amara felt very weird. She gave an awkward nod, "Good morning." She smiles back. "You wouldn't happen to know where Terry is, would you?" She asks out of desperation. The woman shakes her head, "Yes, Mr.Silver is out on business. I'm not sure where he is or when he will be back. My apologies, Miss Amara. Is there anything else I can do for you?" The woman apologizes. Amara shakes her head, "No that's all, thank you. I appreciate it." Amara smiles to the woman who nods and walks off. Amara doesn't know what to do. Terry is gone. She heads back towards their bedroom and unplugs her cellphone. She checks for any messages and she sees one from Terry. T: Good morning. I'm off to the police station to find out what's going on with your grandfather. I didn't want to wake you. The message said. 'Why wouldn't he wake me? He knows how much going to see Kreese means to me.' Amara thinks to herself before signing. Well Terry was taking care of Kreese, Amara figures she should try taking care of Tory. She was so unsure what was going on with her. Amara dialled Tory's number, and it almost immediately went to voicemail. "Fuck it." Amara mutters and heads out of the room. She was going to go to Tory's apartment herself. Amara storms to the front door where she is stopped by a man she recognizes as Michael, Terry's driver, "Miss Amara, where are you headed?" He asks her. "I'm just going to a friends house." She answers feeling a little weirded out. "I'll take you." He offers and Amara shakes her head. The last thing she wanted to do was show up at Tory's house in a fancy ass blacked out SUV. All that would do is get Tory to start asking questions. "No thanks, I'll take an Uber." Amara insists pushing her way past Michael and stepping out the front door.
Michael was hoping that Amara would take him up on his offer. Now he had no choice, he dialled Terry's number, "Terry, your girlfriend is trying to leave." He says in his usually gruffy voice. "Let her. Just don't lose her. Keep your eyes out. I'll lay out some ground rules for her when I come back. Also, don't let her go anywhere near the station. I don't need her poking around John Kreese." Terry orders Mike. Mike hits the open button on the electronic gate surrounding th e property that way Amara can get out once she gets to the end of the driveway. "Okay, boss man." Mike chuckles and hangs up the phone.
