Treacherous

Chapter Thirty-Nine

*~*~* Amie's POV *~*~*

We arrive at the mall and I step out of the car. Eleanor links her arm with mine to help lead me through the crowds of people, but before we enter she puts a pair of sunglasses on my face.

"What are these for? Aren't we going inside?"

She chuckles at my questions. "We're pretty famous if you've forgotten."

Her statement is pretty ironic considering that I did forget. She doesn't catch onto her slip up, but I don't call her out on it. I'm ready to forget about me forgetting everything. It's time to have some fun and just let go, despite the fact that I have no memory and I can't see.

I'll try not to let those 2 factors stop me.

She leads me into some store that I don't recognize the name of and picks up a few items, holding them up against my chest and trying her best to describe it to me. She sucks at it. She basically just tells me the color and if it would look good on me or not.

She told me earlier that I have more than enough clothes to last me a lifetime, but more clothes is never a bad thing. Then something occurs to me.

"I don't have any money." Eleanor stops going on about some cute top she found before she starts laughing. "What's so funny?" I ask, not sure why she's laughing so hard.

"You have more money than you know what to do with!"

"Why?"

"Because Ni- someone left you a lot of money just in case something happened. They wanted you to always have a good life." Her tone winds down from happy to serious in a matter of seconds.

"You were going to say Niall, weren't you?" I already know the answer, but I need her to say it.

"Yeah, but I'm not getting into that. We are here to shop." Right as she says those words someone taps me on the shoulder.

I turn around with a smile on my face, thinking it'll be someone that I actually know, but all I get is a quick kiss on the cheek and soft words whispered into my ear.

"Hello there, gorgeous Amie."

*~*~* Niall's POV *~*~*

I haven't left this hotel room in days. My task that was given to me by management still remains undone, but I can't bring myself to do it.

The task is to find another girl that will satisfy all the needs of the public eye. Supposedly I am to tell the press that Amie insulted my new girlfriend and I just dealt back some of what she gave out first.

The only problem is that she didn't do that, and now she's still going to be the center of attention despite how much I want her out of it. She won't be happy with the arrangement, but from what I've inferred, there's still a small part of her that still loves me, so she'll deal with the attention for my sake.

Knowing that she still loves me is all that keeps me going.

That and the idea of her being taken from this earth after her already near-death experience.

These past few days that I've been wallowing in my own filth I haven't gotten a single text from TGWD, and I don't know if that's good or bad.

Maybe she finally stopped torturing me and decided to give me a rest.

The thought makes me smile, but I thought it too soon.

Literally a second later my phone goes off and that dreaded number lights up the screen. Really?

I sigh and sit up, wiping off my tears with the back of my hand as I read over it.

From: Unknown Number:

Get up. It's time to get a move on. I've given you time to rest and mourn.

I hate that she says mourn as if someone died. But now that I think about it, you could say that a little piece of me has died.

But I get up and throw on a shirt and shorts, awaiting further instructions. I guess you can say that I'm used to having her watch my every move. I don't find it as uncomfortable as I did before. It's like a part of my life now, and I have no idea when it will end- if it ever will- so I choose to believe that she will order me around for the rest of my life.

As soon as my shirt gets thrown over my head I get a text.

From: Unknown Number-

Head on outside.

I do as she says and grab my keys before slipping my shoes on and walking out the door. I feel like a robot, obeying every order my programmer gives me.

As soon as I step out of the safety of the building I am bombarded with fans asking for autographs and the bright, flashing lights of cameras.

This right here is the famous life.

I get another text and I check it at once, covering up the screen and bringing my face close to the screen so I can see the words. There's still a glare on the screen, but I can make out the words.

From: Unknown Number-

Pick one. There's quite a variety and it's best to get right on with management's plan.

It takes me a few seconds for it to click right in my head, but once it does my face instantly pales.

I'm supposed to pick a fan to be my new 'love interest'.

I have to replace Amie.

To: Unknown Number-

Do I have to...?

It takes only a few short seconds before I get a reply.

From: Unknown Number-

No. Of course not. But if you choose to not do it, then Amie's end is just around the corner...

I let a shuddering breath escape my mouth as I calm down my racing heart and keep my tears at bay. I'm not allowed to cry.

I text her back, angrily sending back a 'fine', and scanning the crowd, looking for an acceptable girl. All of them will always be below Amie, and none of them will ever, ever come close to even being second. Neither will they come close to being 3rd or fourth. She's above all other girls, and no one will ever amount to anything as long as they are compared to her.

"I love you, Amie," I whisper all to myself as I push through the herd of fans, searching for the girl who will become my new lover. "To the edge of the universe and back."

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