Chapter 6

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Koen's POV

"You gave me sparkling water?" Amelia baffles, surprised after taking the drink to her lips.

Her eyes fires through mine as her brows furrows in disbelief of me switching her drink.... But how could she have not known, her order is originally a light reddish tint.

Is she starting a scene or being sarcastic right now?

"She's drunk now." My gaze flickers to the woman on my left who is now barely holding herself upright. I have seen her for a couple of nights now and she always comes and drown herself until she sleeps on the table.

Amelia ruffles through her purse pulling out a 50 and dropping it on the counter before she quickly forgets about our drink incident and walks towards the lady.
I can't help but freeze in my spot and admire the short free show Amelia had given when she walked in that dress that hid no curves on her body, how those heels makes me fantasise to have them hang over my shoulders.

She doesn't seem to show an ounce of expression when she approached the lady instead she effortlessly swings the woman's flimsy arm around her neck and supported her to her feet.

"Wait. Do you know her? And where are you taking her all by yourself?" I blurred out when I reached their side across the bar.

Silence before she meets my eyes with a forceful smile, "of course, I know Rebecca. I'm taking her back now."
With that she left with 'Rebecca' down the elevator.

"Hey kid, your shift been over an hour ago, get going now." George walks with his thick Irish accent, smoothing the folds of his collar.
I only nodded and ran to the elevator Amelia had left in but I was too late, the door had shut. I watch as their level drop to the 36th level and took the elevator next to it to the same floor.

I honestly have no fucking idea why I am following her right now but after unexpectedly seeing her at the boxing match, I gradually started to notice her unusual self at school and outside. Not forgetting her first appearance at school, she was breathtakingly beautiful to the point my heart dropped.
Though she seems to be hiding herself... and it's making me so fucking curious to the point I'm acting like a starve dog.

The elevator stops shortly after but looking in both directions, the hallways are empty. She must of entered that woman's room.

A loud thud suddenly erupts from the end of the hallway on the right. My feet pointed towards the sound's direction and slowly striding towards it hoping that it was them.

Slowly approaching, I hear sounds of muffling and groans of women. The door isn't closed properly, opening a crack I peaked and see an old man pounding into a blonde woman lying on the bed while another woman sat on the blonde woman's face.

Jesus fuck! I stormed away from the scene in disgust still hearing their haunting giggles and breathy moans. Just where the hell did Amelia go?

I press the middle elevator but when the door opened I froze in my step. My stomach had dropped and my breath stolen from my lungs.
Inside lay an unconscious body of a woman lying on top of a puddle of red.

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Serena's POV

* cameras are all cut now*

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