2 Months later
"The ballet Alessia, really? You come to visit me for the first time this year and you want to waste an entire evening at the ballet?"
I pull my knee length black coat tight around me and huff loudly just so my oldest friend knows exactly how unhappy I am with the situation.
It's been 2 months since I kicked Travis out, 2 months since that sordid night with Marcus which means 2 months of sleeping on my own.
I don't want to be dolled up like a Victorian woman, I want low cut, I want mini, I want sex.
"Tay, I got these tickets from work and I promised I would show face. It's just a couple of hours and then we can go out and get shit faced... I promise"
I swipe a hand up and down the length of me drawing her attention to the fact our 'attire' does not scream young, hot and single.
"Come on Taylor, you are my best friend, do you really want me to get in trouble with my boss?"
"I don't know, do you really want me to die alone???"
Alessia throws her head back and laughs loudly before linking her arm through mine as we continue to walk down the busy street
"You know what I think about your love life" she says, our cheeks almost touching
"I know, I know and if I was in to girls you would be my first choice believe me"
"Very funny, and a nice distraction too"
"I'm not trying to distract you"
"So you aren't trying to avoid talking about Travis?"
I stop and hold a hand to my mouth, Alessia stops beside me looking concerned
"Sorry, I just threw up in my mouth, it's a reaction I have to that word"
She slaps the back of my head and we keep on walking
"You can't avoid him forever"
"Yes I can, he lives in Toronto, I live in New York, I think it's safe to say I could walk these streets for 100 years and never bump in to him once"
The look that moves across my friends face intrigues and worries me all at once
"What?"
"Nothing"
"Don't 'nothing' me Miss. Caracciolo, I know your face and that wasn't a 'nothing' face, that was definitely a 'something' face."
"Sssh, Tay we are here, now listen, this is a respectable venue, it's filled with respectable people that have paid a lot of money to come and see this very respectable show"
"And? Are you saying I'm not respectable?"
"No, without wine you are very respectable but you had 2 glasses before we left your apartment and now I'm slightly concerned. Taylor, promise me, no matter what happens tonight you will keep calm and you won't make a scene"
I wonder what she means by that, what could possibly happen within this concrete building that could cause me to lose my cool and cause a scene?
I huff my annoyance at her statement and then place my hand over my heart
"Best behavior?" she asks
"Best behavior" I promise.
Shuffling through the darkness I quickly lose patience with apologizing as I push past the sea of knees that lie between me and my seat.
I'm not in the best of moods if I'm honest, I'm here when I would rather be in a club, I'm wearing an ankle length gucci gown when I would rather be wearing a skin tight mini and I'm carrying a glass of ice water when I wish I was carrying an entire bottle of wine.
Finally I find my seat and I drop myself down in to it before taking off my coat and downing my glass of ice water, it cools me after my seemingly endless hunt for my unwanted seat but not in the same way an icy glass of white wine would cool me
Placing my empty glass in to the drink holder I can't help but notice the tall man sat to my left, he's facing away from me but I can tell immediately that he works out, the way his white shirt pulls against his chest as he strains to talk to the person beside him makes my stomach flip at the possibilities this night might actually hold.
I reach over and tap Alessia on the shoulder, her face crinkles in a question and I motion towards the guy next to me and fan myself indicating to her that I'm hot, that he's hot.
I can see her trying not to laugh as I take a breath and then 'accidently' brush my hand against the knee of the God like gentleman beside me
"Oh I'm sorry" I say as sweetly as possible and as he turns to face me my heart both drops and soars at once making my chest feel as though it's ripping open
"You!" my voice is way louder than is acceptable in a place like this and Alessias words from earlier ring in my ears. 'No matter what happens don't make a scene...'
I turn my body to face her and grab her by the wrist
"And you!!!"
A middle aged woman behind me tuts loudly and I snap my head towards her, daring her to say more
"Taylor..."
I resist the urge to puke in my mouth as the sound of his voice wreaks havok on my senses. I want to run, I want to reach out and slap him, I want to throttle Alessia because I know she has set me up but most of all I just want to throw myself into his arms and forget these last 2 months ever happened
Reaching back towards Alessia I cup her cheek in my hands and then whisper as sweetly as i can...
"As soon as we are out of here I'm going to murder you and if I have to murder him too then all the better"
