Chapter 4 My Bestfriend's Daughter

• Evans
• I open the door and see my Barry standing there after the loud knocks.
• “Hey, you're still awake,” I said to him,
• “Yes man, I wanted to get some milk to help me sleep but then I heard Amelia's phone ring from your room.”
• “Amelia's ringtone?” I asked him to play dumb. I knew it had to be anyone at that point, good thing I hid her in the bathroom before I opened the door.
• “Yes, I know her ringtone anywhere and it came from this room.”
• “Ah, the sound you heard. It was— f…from a video of some sort.”
• “Ohhhh, you didn't tell me you're into girly things.” He cocked a brow, smiling sheepishly.
• “Someone sent it to me.”
• “Is there a new woman that I don't know of?”
• “Well—
• “You know what—I'll bring some whiskey over, we need to catch up on old times buddy.” I didn't have the time to decline as he hurriedly left to get the drinks. I walk to the bathroom to see if Amelia was still there.
• I open the door and see her hand on her cheek, trying not to make a sound.
• “He went to get some drinks.” I said.
• “Why didn't you refuse?”
• “ I didn't have the chance too. “ I replied.
• “I know my Dad, he said he can't sleep. Then he can't sleep and he won't sleep any time soon.”
• “So you need to leave now.” I insisted.
• “Are you out of your mind?! What if he sees me?” she shouts but lower, trying not to make the bathroom echo.
• “So you rather stay in here? He won't sleep anytime soon.”
• “If he wears out, he will.” I close the door when I hear Barry's footsteps entering my room.
• “Found the fresh bottle of whiskey.” He said, lifting the bottle up in the air. This is going to be a long night.
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• Barry left at daybreak, it was a long time and we hadn't chatted that long as old friends but I was more worried that Amelia had to sleep in the bathroom all night.
• I opened the door of the bathroom and meet a sleepy Amelia, her head about to hit the floor of the bathroom when I immediately rushed wedging her head with my palms.
• She looked so peaceful sleeping and I was not in any mood for drama this morning.
• I took her up, carrying her to my bed.
• “You don't need to carry me.” a sleepy eyes Amelia said when her back hit the soft mattress.
• “ You slept in the bathroom, you need as much rest as you can.”
• “Dad is gone?”
• “Yes he is.”
• “I didn't know he woukd stay that long.” she said still with tired eyelids.
• “I told you—you should have left then.”
• “ I know. I'm just so tired, can I rest here a little bit?” she asked, looking at me with those big hazel doe-like eyes.
• “Fine,” was all I could say when I should send her out of the room immediately.
• “Put the lights back on,” She said when I switched them off, ready to leave the room. “I can't sleep with them off.” she finished.
• “Okay.” The sooner she gets some rest, the better for me.