Chapter 74: His mum's death

Amelia was awakened by the feeling of the shivering hands that were holding her hand tight, she opened her eyes to see Liam sweating and panting, she was worried and concerned and quickly sat up. He looked like he was having a nightmare cause he was sweating, mumbling some words she couldn't hear, and shivering. She began to stroke his hair and sing a quiet and almost faded song into his ears with the belief it would soothe him and make him sleep peacefully and it worked, after a few minutes of doing that his body calmed down and he began to sleep soundly, she cuddles him afterward until few minutes before he woke up.

Liam woke up to an empty bed, he rubbed his eyes and stepped out of the bed to look for Amelia and he met her in the sitting room looking lost in thought.

" Morning", he greeted,

" Morning Liam", she greeted with a smile, " are you okay?",

" yeah sure, and you? You seem lost in thought",

" I'm fine", she said as she watched him proceed to get a bottle of water, " since when?",

" Since when what?",

" since when have you been having the nightmare?".

He scoffed out some water realizing she must have seen him in his sleep.

" Everyone dreams Lia, it's not something new",

" stop lying, stop lying to me",

" When did I ever tell you lies?",

'Every time, you lie to me every time ', she said in her mind.

" You're telling me one right now, it wasn't a dream, you were having a nightmare", she said and watched him just stand there motionless for some seconds.

" you want to know what I was dreaming about?",

" yes",

" the death of my mum".

Amelia's heart sank when she heard that, and she began to feel guilty immediately.

" The death of my mother that I witnessed".

He began to tell her about the occurrence, he was having a beautiful moment with his mum when they challenged each other, he was meant to prove to his mom that he was now a big boy and so he would come to the bus stop all by himself where she would be waiting for him in the car. He had almost gotten there, he could see his mum's vehicle just some meters away and she had seen him now, grinning back at him and clapping cheering him on all in excitement. Just when he had almost gotten there, he suddenly paused in horror, fear, and anxiety and told his mum to get out of the car, running towards her but she couldn't hear him, and her car got hit by the running container truck. The little boy stood transfixed in shock, the only word his shaky voice could utter was " Mum?".

The case was ruled as an accident claiming the truck driver was drunk while driving.

Amelia hugged him so tight as he narrated everything to him, his father refused to let him go for therapy, he had been maltreated since then and that was how his cold and unfazed attitude came about.

" It must've been hard", she wept as she pat his back, Liam was emotional for some seconds but he soon began to laugh,

" c'mon...if someone sees you crying now they'd think you are the victim here", he chuckled as he cleaned off her tears with his thumb, " stop crying, princess".

She nodded.

" Enough of the emotional moment, I've got some work waiting for me", he said as he stood up,

" can you not go to work today?",

" hmm? Why? You want me all to yourself today?".

Amelia didn't understand what he meant by that so she didn't say anything to it, " I have a really bad feeling, I'm serious about sensing danger, and death",

" And who's dying?",

" I don't know",

" so don't think too much about it, the world has always been dangerous and people die every day, just hold a nice funeral for me when I die",

" heyyy!", she yelled at him while he just laughed, " stop making jokes like that, we need to be careful",

" And I will so stop worrying", he said and pecked her forehead before heading to his room.

Amelia was not okay with that but she couldn't stop the workaholic tycoon from going to work, she was still thinking of what to do when Noah arrived.

" Good morning Angel of London", he hyped her with some dancing freestyles as he walked through the door.

" Angel of London?",

" Good morning, yes Angel of London, have you checked the internet, your pictures alone are gaining more than a million likes, and your page...? More than a million followers",

" guess it's doing that great",

" yes of course, and other industries are disturbing me that we should work for them, including movie industries",

" but we can't",

" of course, we can't but if that man knows we are gaining more offers, he'll increase our payment",

" even if he doesn't we can't betray him, we gave him our words already",

" c'mon...this is business", he said, at this point, the makeup artist was coming in with their kit.

" You don't have anything to worry about, he'll pay us more",

" Isn't that dishonesty?",

" don't be too righteous it's not good for you", he said and received a heavy knock from behind.

" Hey!", he yelled as he turned back to see Liam who was all dressed in his business attire. Noah began to stammer, "Good...good .. morning",

" what's good about the morning that you want to teach her nonsense",

" I wasn't teaching..her", he couldn't finish the sentence because of the cold and piercing gaze of Liam.

" I'm heading to work already",

" okay", she said a little bit sad,

" take care of yourself ",

" you too, and stay out of trouble",

" will put that in mind", he said and turned to Noah, " and you", he pointed at Noah, " a hair must not remove from her body",

" cross my heart",

" you mean your cobwebs", he said and walked out.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed a number as he entered his car, " has the man been captured?",

" yes, he's with us", the deep voice replied through the phone,

" don't touch or torture him yet, I'm on my way", he said and hung up then drove away.