Solos contra el mundo - Simbar (On hold- updates soon)

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Ámbar's POV

So Luna's birthday party...

Now that she knew she is actually Sol Benson, one of the things she started doing was finding more about her past. Learning everything about a life I thought was mine...

Did you ever think why Ámbar Smith didn't have one of her amazing and over the top birthday parties this year?

Well the answer is quite amusing. After my godmother revealed that my true (aka a new false) identity was being Sol Benson, everything I did was to feed that story and make sure my grandfather was happy. So it was decided that I should start commemorating my birthday on Sol Benson's birthday which was 4 months after mine.

At the time I didn't know the truth and the idea of celebrating on that date made me so happy. Growing up I always dreamt of having a pool birthday party but the weather wasn't that helpful... Now that my new birthday was during Summer vacations, I couldn't be more thrilled.

Result? I didn't celebrate my 18 years on my real day nor on Sol Benson's... Did anyone think about that? Nup... Did anyone care? Double nup. But it's not like I had anyone else besides Emilia and Benicio to come so...

Ámbar and her feelings aside. My grandfather couldn't be happier.
He was planning this party as if it was a Royal wedding or something of sorts. He wanted this date to mark officially the passage from Luna Valente to Sol Benson and all the perks that came with it.

During the week before, I locked myself even more on my bedroom, avoiding everything and everyone, in hopes that I could continue as invisible as I always was these days. However, my plan went down the hill and the day before the "biggest event of the year" Alfredo came knocking on my door.

After arguing for about an hour, I had to give in and "accept" going to the party. It's was yes or yes anyways...
Not only did he make me have to go but he wanted to choose what I should wear, clamming it was such a happy event to wear black.

Guess what, I decided to wear black. But I did doll myself up a bit. Needing a boost of self confidence to deal with these losers like Emilia enjoyed calling them. No arguing there...

The day I dreaded arrived and I couldn't remember a time I was so little excited for a party or everything that came with it... So I waited about 30 minutes after it started to avoid Luna's entrance, her speech and my grandfather's. It was all a joke I had zero patience for...

Eventually, I forced myself to go downstairs... I didn't have anyone to keep me company but I didn't need them anyways... I wasn't counting on staying for more than 20 minutes or so, just to greet some of Alfredo's friends and make my role on this whole circus...

I was getting to bottom of the stairs when I saw him, dancing with Luna on the middle of the dance floor, laughing like fools...

I remember rolling my eyes a lot that night, and that was just the beginning.

Matteo was also looking at them from the other side of the room, and when his eyes laid on mine and he saw I was doing the same thing he was, Matteo gave me a sympathetic smile and shrug of his shoulders, which caught me of guard a little... I didn't know how to define my relationship with Matteo other than ex: ex-friend, ex-boyfriend, ex-teammate. I looked away, pushing my feelings and thoughts aside and headed to the drinks table.

"Well, well, I don't know if you forgot, if no one told you or if you simply lost fashion sense but this isn't a funeral, Ámbar. It's a party! A big and better one than the ones you always threw." Jazmin started teasing me, followed by a shaking head Delfina. I take a sip of my coke, trying to calm myself.

"Jazmin, looks like the one who is mistaken is you. This is a funeral. The funeral of Luna Valente. From now on she is Sol Benson. And oh about the party? Weren't you always saying that you planned everything for me? Looks like you are the ones who need to take some notes and learn from this party!" I responded back, leaving them with their mouths open.

I headed to another table. After that I really needed something stronger. I may have not celebrated my birthday, but either way I am 18 already...

But who had to be there? Simón of course...

I pretended I hadn't seen him. I couldn't take any more of his life lessons, especially that day. However, that wasn't going to stop him.
"You have been here for a minute and are already starting to drink?" He asked as I picked up a blue cocktail.
I took a sip while deciding whether or not to answer him. It was stronger than me... "And why do you care? I am 18, I can do what I want..."

"Clearly that was already noticed... That's why you do the horrible things you do, not caring about anyone else..."

"Please, Simón... Not everyone can be like you..." I replied, rolling my eyes. My plan to get Simón back was kind of a work in the process of getting into progress... In other words, there was no plan. Not until I got Simón to look at me like a person and not evil itself...

I started turning around when I felt a hand of my wrist, stopping me. It was so brief, yet had an enormous effect on me...

"What do you mean by that, Ámbar?"
"Simón, you are such a nice person to everyone it actually gets to a point where it's unbearable... You look like Luna's puppy... Always there everyday and every second, even if only because she had a dream... Are you going to learn how to bark too? You never know maybe Luna dreams about that and her 'best friend' has to make sense of it..."
"It's nothing like that, Ámbar..."

I chuckled, rolling my eyes again while finishing my drink, putting the glass down with a little more force than needed...

"It's exactly like that, Simón. You would need to see from the outside to understand... You are the worst with her, even though you can't say no to any of the others either. At least to the ones you really care about..."
"You are only saying that because you have no friends, Ámbar..."
"May be... But I am only like that because everyone that once was part of my life abandoned me despite claiming I was important..." I teased, having the second drink already on my hands...

"Everyone abandoned you because you gave them reasons for that... No one can trust you or like you... You are simply not a good person..."
"Yep, now that you mention it that's probably why my biological mother abandoned me when I was about three and the one who adopted me ran away... I had never thought about it..." Negative emotions filled me while saying those words, so I took a deep breath and turned around, waiting to get over with this as soon as possible...

"I am sorry, Ámbar. That was rude of me to say... I don't know your past nor the reasons behind why those things happened to you. But you know what I am sure of? People don't trust you... I don't trust you..."

"I know you don't, you have made it clear more than once. So if you don't mind, I there isn't much for us to talk... The time for that is gone... You had your chance and I know I had my a few too... However I did make myself a promise I will keep..."
"Let's hope this time nothing is left in aches, not buildings and specially not hearts..." He finished, while picking up a glass and drinking it at once, disappearing then in the middle of the crowd.

I had dealt with Jazmin, now with Simón... At the moment I thought it would only be a few more minutes with Luna and Alfredo before I was free from this horrible environment. But I was wrong...