Saved By The One & Only

Mystery Blonde

Amy's POV:

Right there, clinging to his arm, like she had won the ultimate prize, was a tall, skinny, blonde woman that's face card has clearly drawn some heads to turn her way one too many times before.

Her legs were clearly to die for, and so was her perfectly proportionate body that resembled the one and only hour glass shape that all women aim to achieve. Her natural beauty transcends and her striking red lipstick which aims to please any man who was willing to go to their knees for her and demand them to do her bidding. Her golden form fitted, floor length gown didn't follow the dress code. Yet no one seemed to care, it was almost if they were blinded by her beauty as they all gawked at her.

She was stunning.... And I hated her.

I shouldn't but I did. And I hated myself for it. Whatever I thought Caroline looked like beside him it paled in comparison to how absolutely perfect... no.... how they were made for each other to stand together by side by side.

She turned and said something to him just as he chuckled. A couple of men walked up to them and they were instantly enthralled in a conversation.

This was my cue.... I had stood there too long like an awkward bystander watching a car crash happen in front of them and yet they couldn't physically move or do anything to prevent it nor could they help with the aftermath. Except it was me... I was the car crash and I couldn't prevent myself from realizing and admitting to myself that I was in fact slowly starting to fall in love with him.

"Are you okay?" Mia's voice snapped me out of my reverie long enough to realize that I had tears streaming down my face.

An idiot... an absolute IDIOT! Crying over someone I BARELY even knew! Or atleast I thought I knew enough of him during the times we spent together!

Snap out of it!! My subconscious had reared her head as I have kept her at bay for a really long time now, but not tonight. Tonight, she would come out to play.

I wiped my face before fully recovering and speaking to the ladies.

A small smile came to my face just before I responded. Any normal person would assume I was smiling and back to normal but deep down... I knew... my smirk was me coming out on the other side ready to be triumphant to move on from this pathetic feeling.

"I'll be heading to the powder room to freshen up a bit. When I return we will continue to have a blast which is what we intended to do tonight. And so we will." I finished determined to prove myself, him and the world that I'm not bothered by him arriving here with this new woman.

I quickly turn around and walk towards the powder room leaving no room for discussion despite me hearing Mikayla call after me telling me that she had something to tell me.

The further away I walked the better I felt, but the closer I felt to breaking down and crying.

No. Not here.

I thought to myself hoping that my tears don't come up again. I was thankful no one noticed it the first time but I couldn't be so sure to contain them this time around.

As I entered the powder room I used the bathroom and quickly washed my hands as I walked towards the vanity area.

As I sat down I started to reapply some makeup in the process of fixing whatever I had damaged. Luckily it wasn't much but still noticeable to the human eye if I stand too close.

Once I was done restoring my face and my self dignity along with it, I gathered my purse and my thoughts as I prepared myself to walk out and face the world.