Heart of the past ✔

CHAPTER 25-Bleeding heart

Amelia POV

That afternoon, I decided to go to Dylan's home and confront him. Coming out of the house was a problem. A huge crowd stood in front of my house. I couldn't even open the  "This is all Dylan's fault and the bitch he called his fiancee" I yelled angrily when I thought of what I was facing.

"What's going on Amelia? "My mother asked as she looked through the window.

"Something I'm going to solve today," I replied biting my nails.

"Don't do anything drastic Amelia, "my mother warned and I nodded in response.

When the evening came, I looked through my window and when I didn't see anyone in front of my house, I came outside and look for a taxi

"Miss Amelia, what do you have to say to the news going on about you?" some paparazzi rushed at me. I thought they left.  luckily for me, a yellow taxi stopped in front of me and I quickly entered with them running after me.

"You must be popular to have this kind of people following you"the taxi driver commented. I smiled at him and told him where I was going, I was in no mood to argue or talk to anyone right now.

I stopped in front of the Blackstone mansion and the securities came to meet me and asked what my business was.

"I'm just here to see my boss concerning his wedding. Here is my ID, "I showed them my ID card and watched as they spoke amongst themselves and after an eternity they opened the gate. Note the sarcasm.

I walked into the mansion and I saw some other people I guessed were there for the wedding. They all pointed fingers at me as I walked in and some of them even laughed at me as I walked in. I didn't acknowledge them cause I was there for one reason.

I was there to set things right.

"What are you doing here? "Rebecca asked as I walked in. I met her in the living room with a group of her friends. She stood up and walked to me with a glare.  I stared at her face before looking away. "Are you deaf? Or you have turned to Luciana? " she mocked.

"Don't you dare talk about my mother like that? Well, I didn't come here for you I came for Dylan. Where is he? " I pinched my hand to calm myself down.

"Isn't she the whore posted on the internet, why is she here?

"Doesn't she have any shame? "

"I wonder what some girls would do for money". These were all the comments from Rebecca's friend.

I didn't come there for them but as they called me names I didn't deserve, I wasn't going to let it pass.

"Well if I'm a whore then you are an old slut" I replied to the first woman that called me a whore. Her face was caked up with all different kinds of cosmetics and she looked like a freaking barbie.

"And you... "I pointed to the second woman that said I have no shame. "You are the shameless one here no wonder you have no husband". I didn't know the woman but I just guessed she had no husband and with her mouth wide open, she confirmed my guess.

"How about you? "I pointed to the last woman.  Rebecca cleared her throat to gain attention but I wasn't finished. "You don't have the right to judge me when all you do is follow friends and leech them off their money. " When I was done talking, the three women carried their bags and head towards the door.

"Ruby, Alisha, Mary. Why are you guys leaving"Rebecca questioned?

"I think the insults I got today are enough "one of the women spoke on the other's behalf and they left.