That Bitch..

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As I was walking back to the main entrance to leave the Mall I stopped in Tesco to get some make up remover pads and new shower gel..

And there in the aisle 15, when I was smelling different kinds of soaps, the time came into reverse.. I took my eyes of the red roses and orchid scented soap and looked at him. It seemed like I did not see him for years, but it was just five months..He did not changed at all, the same face, same hair style..He was wearing the same gray shirt, which I got him for his birthday..He looked at me and I could tell, that he had a hard time to realize who I am.

I wanted to do the first step toward him..to say Hi or What's up or just punch him in his face, but that was before she came into the picture. She walk to him from the left. Her dark hair was put in the long ponytail..It was like a dark force floated in the air and all aisle 15 was covered in the dark cloud. She looked my direction..

"Hi Michaela," She said. Oh my Gosh! What a nerve this chick has. I had a hard time to remember her face for the last five months..I tried couple of times to remember how Susana looked like..but as I saw her now - again - i'm not surprised that I forgot. She was ordinary..more than ordinary..overly skinny, overly tanned with her long thin hair and sun damaged face..she looked like thirty years old mother of three, who is still believing that she is still the shit.

I think I said Hi..She wrapped her arm around his back. He looked really uncomfortable..I put the shower gel back on the shelve. And turned around to walk away..Every step I made towards the exit, I felt like I will fall down..my knees were shaking and my feet felt numb. I was not ready to see him..to see her..to see them together..

On my way back home I sat on the  seat,  in the back of the bus. It was nice sunny day before I entered the mall, but now it turned in to dark cloudy day. I could see the small rain drops falling on the window. They are together - still. That's why he never called me or contacted me.., because he was with her. Maybe that was what he wanted..to be with her..I just made it easier for them..Maybe they were already dating long time before i found out..

You can imagine that I was not thrilled to go to Vanda's party..I was sitting on the edge of the bathtub in my underwear trying to force myself to get ready..I could not..I was depressed..I called to Vanda to try to get out of it..I made up story about being sick..

"..What do you mean sick? For my party? Are you kidding me? Couldn't you pick some other day to feel like shit?"

I could see her, how is she standing in the hall of her big house, with her little dog in her arms getting pissed off.

"I might come later.."

"Later?! Michaela..This is my day..my party..all girls made it, but you..that's not cool..We will stay at my house until eleven and than we are going to the 603 club.."

Great. That is the last place I want to go..

"You better take some freaking Advil and come later.." She hanged up on  me.

I put my rope on and walked to the kitchen. I needed some drink..

"What are you doing? You will be late.." My mom was cooking dinner..for me? I opened the fridge, I could not take any alcohol out in her watch so I took out some orange juice..

"Are you making a dinner? What are you making?"

"Are you not leaving to Vanda's tonight?"

"I'm not sure..I do not feel that good.." I pour the juice in the glass standing right next to her and next to the pot with  the boiling pasta.

"You can not stay here.." I think she said it faster than she was thinking..I could hear the anxiety in her voice.

"Why?" Oh, I know why..she is having that hairy beast over for the dinner tonight..she is so tricky..

"I can not believe it mom..Why?Because youy are having Ralph over? So I'm not allowed to be at home now, cause you are having your boyfriend over?"

"Michaela..you told me that you are going to..."

"Doesn't matter Mom. I can see his stuff everywhere around the apartment..he is obviously living here with you..what are you? Eighteen year old? You know what..whatever..have a good dinner.." I turned on my heel and walked back to the bathroom. I was frustrated.., but I was strong and I did not cry..

I put my make up on, I put that terrible outfit on and I did not forget my pink lipstick..My mom was trying to talk to me as I was heading out, but I did not give her any chance..

I passed Justin on my way out..He was just coming back home from somewhere..dressed in his Vans swetshirt listening his Ipod.

"Hello Michaela.." He created big smile on his face..He looked happy to see me.

"Hey Justin..What's up?" I stopped for a minute.

I needed to calm down a little bit..

He was talking about his music, band, school, but I had not time and I was not in mood to chit chat with him..