Officer and Nobility

Chapter 6. Saphire POV

Definitely going to be late. Fashionably late but still late. Great Saphire, just add to the list of things your parents can grill you about. I bet they will enjoy it too. I can already see their faces as they come up and share their thoughts on how we organized the event so we should be there first and help with the set up or be the first to greet our guests. God I can't believe that after so much time I am still letting myself be bothered by them and their stupid opinions.

Well you aren't the perfect girl like Topaz for them to praise you, now are you? Topaz is a heart surgeon and even she isn't enough! And now I was arguing with myself. Great.

The driver didn't speak, almost like he was a robot somebody else was controlling. Maybe he is going to kidnap me, my thoughts went wild for a second until I realized I don't really care if I get kidnapped, not like my parents wouldn't have the money for ransom. Then again they would probably only pay it because people might say a lot of shit about them if they don't play the hurt parents trying to rescue their little girl. And right after their act they would destroy me for getting kidnapped in the first place.

God it makes me so sick. The most perfect girl in the world wouldn't be good enough for them. They will always find some other excuse or another wrong thing according to their standards and I... I am certainly too sober to be thinking about this, however I won't be able to drink because as my dear mother had told me before, „ladies do not drink Saphire, you look like a drugged up teenager on spring break", after I had taken a sip of champagne on some other fundraiser they came up with.

I got so lost in my thoughts that when the car stopped it took me a solid minute to understand we were there. The driver obviously didn't think to point it out after seeing me in thought but okay. I will not talk bad about my parents employees because the truth is they probably don't even know who the fuck they are really working for.

Wearing this dress was not the smartest idea if you wanted to fly under the radar like me. I didn't even enter the hotel where the charity event was being held, and already people started coming to me. Some photographers, some guests, old ladies that were miserable for having aged so they wanted to make others miserable as well. That is when the questions started and the fake smiles began.

It may have been all of five minutes but it felt like five hours. I was so over this shit. Politely, or as politely as I could, I excused myself to go find the only person I could stand in here and the one I loved with all my might. My sister.

She was sitting at the bar, drinking something I couldn't decipher and honestly didn't care enough to. She was here and I was saved, at least for the most part.

„Topaz," almost running to her I reached her just when she turned around. I grabbed her and squeezed her so tight something cracked.

„Can't breathe," but I didn't let her go for a couple more seconds. I haven't seen her in months, I mean really see her in person. I was over the moon happy, and for a second I forgot where we were.

„I am so happy right now."

„Yeah, me too sis, how've you been?" she asked me while we both took a seat at the bar.

„Good. Well, there have been some interesting things I haven't shared with you yet, but that is why we have these hell get togethers for," I smiled from ear to ear and she gave me a curious look.

„I don't know what to make of that, knowing you I mean."

„Rude. I am a delight to be around and you know that."

„Riiiighttt," she laughed and I couldn't help but smile too. I've missed her so much.

„How long are you staying in New York?"