Success Is the Best Revenge {Book 1} **Watty Awards 2012**

Chapter 2: Heartbreak

There was an awkward silence at the table for a few minutes, full of questions that everyone wanted answered - especially me.

"So I'm guessing you and Bridget aren't close? I mean, she's over there dancing with another guy," Cindy questioned after she sipped on her punch.

"Yeah, I just met her last week. I'm new here. I live down the street from her," he said confidently. Trying to keep my composure, I kept my eyes focused on the white rose that was attached to his tux pocket. I was wiling to do anything from jumping on this table and start screaming like a wild child.

"Oh, are you in high school?" Cindy asked him.

"No, I graduated last year."

Cindy nodded. "Oh..". She looked over at me and gave me a suspicious look.

I sighed and looked over to where Bridget and Carson were. They were in deep conversation about something. Her head was on his chest and his head was leaning on her head. I felt my blood boiling.

"Alea, are you okay? You look sick," Jason said from across the table. I didn't notice they were all staring at me.

"Um, yeah I'm-" I stopped mid-sentence when I saw Bridget kiss him on the cheek. That was the last strike.

"Excuse me," I huffed, getting out of my seat. As I stomped through the crowds of people preparing to end Bridget's life, I felt tears of anger begin to gather in my eyes. The last thing I wanted was for Bridget, or anyone else, to see me crying when I was about to confront my boyfriend and the queen of all whores.

Finally, after moving my slim body through the multitudes of people, I was a few inches away from them. I grabbed Bridget by the back of her dress and pulled her off of him. "What in the hell do you think you're doing, Bridget?!"

She looked at me like I was crazy and slapped my hand away from her. "Don't you ever touch me again."

"I'll do whatever I want since your lips are all over my boyfriend." I looked at Carson, who was speechless. "Carson, why was she kissing you?"

"I-she-I didn't-"

"Just stop, Carson. How long has this been going on?" By now, everyone was looking at us.

They both looked at each other. Eventually, Bridget became annoyed with this and said, "Oh this is just ridiculous. Carson, tell this girl-"

"Bridget, no. This isn't the time," Carson interjected, shaking his head at her. His face was turning a bright shade of red and his bottom lip was starting to quiver.

"No, this is just crazy, Carson. Tell this poor girl that we've been seeing each other for the past year now," Bridget announced, folding her arms.

I was speechless. My mouth dropped at the shocking words of venom that came out of Bridget's mouth. My mind seemed to go completely blank as I stood motionlessly in front of Carson, the one person I thought would never hurt me in a million years. "Is this true?"

Carson sighed as his eyes moved from Bridget to me. A look of shame and acceptance spread across his face as his eyes fell to the floor

"I'll take that as a yes." I felt a tear fall from the corner of my eye and I quickly wiped it away, smudging my mascara in the process.

"Yeah. He's going to be with me now, so I'd really appreciate it if you would go." An evil smile was plastered on Bridget's face as her eyes traveled from me back up to Carson's horrified face.

I swalloed the lump of embarssment in my throat and forced myself to look Carson in his eyes. If I was going to cry, I wanted him to see me and how much hurt he was causing me. "Carson.. you want her?"