Revenge Deal With The Devil-Chapter 47: IN LOVE??

Silva turned to look at the people he had put to sleep wondering how he will go about it, but then shurgged leaving to go catch up with Amelia.

Immediately Silva left someone came out of the shadows with shock all over her face as she stared at the people who laid on the the ground in shock, it was Marcy.

She left the pillar she had earlier hid behind before walking closer to the Cashier lifting her foot carefully so as not to step on the people that laid on the floor.

Getting to the cashier side, Marcy waved her hand repeatedly in front of the cashier but got no response making her cover her mouth in shock.

Soon a shriek left her mouth as she hurried out of the mall not caring if the friend she had come shopping with was even okay, she was only concerned about herself.

Getting out of the hall, Marcy spotted Amelia and Silva standing beside a car conversing before Amelia entered into the car and banged the door on his face angrily.

Silva seemed to have sighed before entering into the car and they zoomed off.

After making sure the coast was clear, Marcy hurriedly entered her own car and zoomed off too trying to calm herself down.

"Where is Damon?" Amelia asked Silva feeling his presence behind her, her eyes were still green in colour meaning that she was not herself.

"You seemed to have forgotten but Damon left you for someone else." Silva said shoving hiss two hands into his pockets.

"Don’t lie to me Silva, you won’t like the outcome." Amelia threatened coldly throwing a warning glance at Silva.

"I’m serious though, you are like a sister to me, have I ever lied to you before? Ever since you got together with Damon you seemed to be trusting me less and less, what have I ever done to deserve this distrust?" Silva questioned feeling grieved his eyes showing he was telling the truth but then Amelia held her head groaning in pain.

She closed her eyes and bent her head massaging it trying to relive that pain and then stood up straight looking at Silva, her brown eyes were back staring at him angrily.

"What was the meaning of what you did back there?" Amelia asked angrily glaring at Silva with questions in her eyes.

"What did I do?" Silva asked confused, he had already figured out the switch had occured seeing her eyes were already back to it’s normal brown colour.

"What did you do?! If not for you trying to protect me, maybe all that mess wouldn’t have happened, the cashier would haave quietly searched for what she wanted and leave me alone." Amelia said air quoting the protect them folded her arms waiting for Silva’s explanation.

"I couldn’t stand them treating you like a thief so I had no choice but to butt in." Silva explained shrugging his shoulders like it was nothing.

"Me living with you does not give you any right to butt into my business, and if you want to do that I can leave your house, I’m sure I can find a place to stay on my own." Amelia yelled angrily as she turned away trying to open the car door.

"Amalia, don’t be like that i was trying to help." Silva said reaching out to her hands to stop her from entering, he made sure he was very careful not wanting to misaddress her, Amalia was the name he was supposed to know her for and he could not make any mistakes.

Amelia did not respond instead shook his hand off and entered the car banging the door on his face.

Silva sighed and turned to go enter into the car, entering the car he looked at Amelia one more time but she looked away staring outside the window not wanting to look at him.

Silva sighed once more staring the car engine.

The car was a BMW he had gotten the moment he heard that the plan was going to be fool proof which meant Amelia was going to be his, he wanted to move her around conveniently hence he bought it.

Amelia knew that Silva was just trying to watch out for his friend but she could not help but be mad, all her pent up frustration just exploded and seeing Marcy again worsened it.

The residual fragments of Amalia soul maybe felt angered by hearing her broken record voice hence the outburst.

Either way she shouldn’t have gotten mad like that, she was about to turn and apologize to Silva when he started the car but then she spotted someone that made her original trying to be reasonable self tear apart.

It was Damon and he was holding that woman hand, they had their elbow linked together.

Amelia felt a heavy weight crushing her heart as she saw the two of them like that.

If that woman did not appear probably it would be her and Damon with elbows linked with each other like that, argh, what was she thinking.

She used to call him a pervert and now she is fantasing about linking arms with him.

As if sensing the gaze on him, Damon turned to look at Amelia and their eyes met with eachother for a moment.

Amelia flushed red as she stared straight ahead hoping that the car would move faster and thankfully for her, Silva soon zoomed off making Amelia breathe a sigh of relief.

Her pride began to eat her up, seeing that she had reacted to a man who saw her as nothing but a duplicate, but it was a matter of the heart no matter how her brain tried to reject it, her heart wanted it.

Was it that she was in love with Damon? Or maybe it was because she missed his occasional teasing, either way it could not be possible, she could not possibly be in love with the person that used her like a rag and then tossed her away after using her fully.

Yes, she was definitely not in love with him.