"Ava, you need to shake this off. Look at you, you're a complete mess"
Oh, I know.
Mae and I have been best friends since fifth grade. Our friendship is usually considered as the perfect type of friendship. You know, the type that has the crazy one and the easy going one. I got bullied by some girls in 7th grade and the next morning, she pulled a caramel shower prank on them ruining whatever they wore to school on that fateful day. Yes, despite begging her not to, she did and stuck threatening notes on their lockers for weeks. They totally stopped picking on me ever since then. We were 11 then. 11 years down the drain and one would think she is any different. Oh please!
I pulled my blanket closer to my face as I drowned in a pool of messy tissues, "Just leave me alone" I mumbled.
"Ava, we are going out this night and we're going to eat, drink and be a goofy head until you forget that stupid son of a bitch" She said, as she flicked my blanket off me.
Oh yeah, she never liked him by the way. Hate that she's right sometimes.
I groaned into the sheets as she tried to pull me out of bed.
Why does this girl find it hard to understand that I do not want to relate with the universe right now?
"He...he was everything to me, okay?" I said, with a cracked voice. "You just can't expect me to get over him or replace him after a week"
"Well news flash MS. Rose, that idiot might not even give a fuck. I mean, he might be somewhere out there enjoying himself with some random chick while you're here crying because of a punk"
"He's not a punk. He is my baby"
"Was your baby, you mean. Wake up, sis. You're asleep big time, for reals."
She was right again and I know she could see my defeated face.
"Lets start getting prepared, sis. Those bitches gotta know we're bringing the HEAT!" She said, while twerking in my face.
Okay, after so much thought maybe just one night out wouldn't hurt. Truly, I am a mess and I need to clear my head right now but I just hope this really helps.
........................................
30 minutes into our makeover. Mae is indecisive about her dress. She always is.
"Wait, where are we even going?" I ask.
She rolled her eyes at me and sighed "What are you, 40? We're going to the club, la reina."
I shook my head in response "Just go with that black one. I mean, since black is your favourite colour, huh?" I said, pointing at the dress in her left hand.
"Yeah, I know but this night I need something that screams Mae"
Oh brother.
"Whatever"
What else were you expecting me to say to the extra Mae? I was fed up already.
Ava being Ava, I decided to go for a simple off-shoulder backless bodycon dress. Is it weird that blue is my favourite colour?
Of course, you have your fashion diva stunning in all shades of perfect! After different trials, she finally found one that complements her fierceness and made a statement.
"What are you wearing?" She asked me.
"A dress?"
She stared down at me and kissed her teeth.
"What? Its not like I want to have all the men staring at me like they want to have me for dinner" I said.
"That's the whole point!"
"Let's just go, please"
"Whatever, mum."
...................
So, we're finally at this club and I can say that this might have been a wrong idea.
"I think we should go home" I yelled.
"Sorry, I can't hear you over the loud music" She said and smirked.
Liar. She did hear me.
"I wanna go get us some champagneeeee....just stay here. I'll be right back"
"Don't leave me" I yelled
And...she's gone.
I sighed and sat on one of the sofas at the corner. I was really starting to feel so uncomfortable especially when these weird group of guys started staring at me.
I looked away from them and turned my head to the side. My eyes widened when I saw him.
Tears built up in my eyes again when I saw how happy he was with this new girl. I wanted to scream when I saw him kiss her the way he kissed me. I buried my head because I didn't want to be seen crying.
Big girls don't cry, right?
Well in that case, I'm not a big girl then.
"Hey princess" I heard someone say.
I hadn't raised my head but I felt more than one person hovering over me.
I raised my head and behold, it was those guys who were staring weirdly at me the other time.
"Are you lonely, baby girl?" One of them said.
"No actually, I came with someo...."
Before I could finish my statement, one of them put his hand over my mouth and showed me a knife while instructing me not to make a sound.
All these happened while Ethan watched. We shared eye contact and he just continued sipping his drink.
Like I meant nothing to him
I nodded vehemently as tears dropped down my face.
Is this it?
Is this really it?
I was about to be led outside when a guy came over and instructed them "Leave her alone"
They turned to look at his face and immediately, they let me go.
I was shaking and breathing heavily. Why am I breathing so heavily? I haven't had an attack in years.
He led me to the sofa and tried to calm me down.
"Come on. Just breathe, okay? Slowly, in and out. Just relax."
I nodded and followed his mouth movements and gradually I began to feel relaxed.
I closed and opened my eyes and immediately yanked my hands away from his.
"I've got to go. Thanks" I said, as I hurriedly ran out and called Mae.
Mae wasn't picking up. So much for champagne.
I started to feel insecure and used.
I took a taxi home and left Mae a message.
All my life, I had never experienced something like this before and to think that the one person whom I love so much didn't really care if it happened or not was just....
Crushing.