Manipulative || A.I.

Slick

Sarah's POV-

She took a cautious step into the bathroom and looked around to see where Amelia had been hiding. She saw the cute pair of heels hiding behind a gross dark pink stall door. 

"Amelia?" Sarah questioned. 

"Go away Sarah. I am not in the mood to talk to you right now," venom dripped from every word she spoke. Sarah shivered with the fear the voice instilled. 

"I didn't mean to upset you. I was just joking around. You do it to me all the time. I am really sorry," Sarah walked over to the stall door. 

"Ashton played you Sarah. He manipulated you to help him get my attention. I don't want it. I never want it," Amelia cried from behind the stall door. 

Sarah banged on the stall door to try and make Amelia open it.

"Open the door Amelia," She spoke forcefully. 

After several seconds of silence the clack of heels and the sound of the lock spinning Amelia emerged from the stall with eyes red, puffed up, and mascara running down her cheeks. 

"Oh Amelia," Sara quickly wrapped Amelia in her arms and wanted nothing more than to make her stop crying. 

"I didn't mean to yell at you, or cause a scene, but you have to know I never want to be with Ashton. He is my friend. I see him like a brother. I know how he feels about me. I am not blind. Although I am pretty sure everyone thinks I am. But there are things from my past, our past, that makes it impossible. And I did not mean for any of this to happen. I just...I don't know what to do," Amelia spoke quickly and hiccuped in between several words. 

"Calm down Meels. You don't need to explain anything to me. And I never thought I would say this but you should tell Ashton. He seems to really be into you and for someone who has the reputation of just sleeping with girls, you are an exception to his rules. You need to tell him," Sarah rubbed Amelia's back in comfort. 

"I know. I just don't know how," Amelia wiped the tears away from her face and saw all her eyeliner and mascara wipe away with the tears. She let out an exasperated huff knowing she would have to reapply all the makeup once her crying was done and over with.

"Well maybe I could help-"

"No!" Amelia cut her off, her eyes again going wide with worry. "I need to do this alone. He said he was going to be in town for New Years so I will tell him then."

"That is in a month," Sarah argued, "You are gonna have him strung along for another month?"

"You could keep his mind off of it. Since you have somehow befriended him," Amelia smiled weakly.

"We are not friends," Sarah backed away reaching for some paper towels to give to her weeping friend.

"Really? So yesterday in the supply closet you were actually trying to have sex? Please. You would never choose somewhere so unsanitary. I know you. I also know that was in fact his initial intentions for being in that closet. But then I hear you and him were talking all night last night." Amelia tried to argue her point.

 "It was not all night. And he stole my number from Luke. I only gave him my business card so if he did need something he could email me. Less actual contact," Sarah shivered. 

"Whatever you say, but I remember the way you were looking at him while he was performing. You looked like all the other girls who wanted to go home with him. And you actually had the chance but instead you told him to chase after me." Amelia joked.