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Who exactly is him? Why is he looking at me like that, so insistently, so.. lost.
I nervously glanced behind me seeing no one, frustrated the shit out of me. Is he perhaps looking at me?
It wouldn't be a big deal for anyone, but for me it was. I never saw this person before and out of a sudden, he's looking at me in a way too inappropriate way. The space between me and him was becoming thick and awkward, and I thanked God there was a good distance between us.
Million of questions- no, billion of questions were going through my mind, and I couldn't think of anything else nor move my body. I was glued to the chair, and my eyes were attached to his, my mouth was dry and the knot in my stomach was still there. I couldn't gulp, not even blink. He wasn't moving at all too, which was making me feel uncomfortable even more.
Oh gosh, I wanted so freaking bad to dash out the door and never step foot in here. I wanted so bad to go home and have my best friend comfort me and hug me how she'd usually do. But I couldn't I was stuck in there. I didn't even want to know what was going through his mind.
I was uncomfortable under his gaze,however, I could manage myself to look away with a hard blush on my face. I could swear I was redder than the blood.
"Darling, you okay?"
I looked up at my mom, who was watching me over her glass of wine in a suspicious yet polite manner.
I'm stuck in here with lots of drunk strangers. Never been so good, what about you mother? I wanted so fucking bad to say that, but I couldn't afford myself to spill that in front of my mother.
I nodded my head two times in which she responded with nodding once herself.
Could've this night go even badly than this?
As I wanted to take a sip from my glass of champagne, something got onto my dress, imprinting it onto the material of the dress.
A young, yet tall man was standing by me, bowing repeatedly with a sincere worried yet horrifically expression. His pupils were dilated as big as tomatoes, I thought they would fall out of his eyes. I sighed as I glanced up at his figure, slightly annoyed at the fact that he panicking for nothing but a dress. I nodded my head and tapped his back in a attempt to calm him down as I dismissed myself, going to the bathroom, to clean the mess. I couldn't clean myself, though.
It was pretty crowded and the smell in the room was indescribable. It was a scent that I couldn't be able to describe it in words. Practically, it was a mess of everyone's parfume gathered in a bottle.
It was horrible and I looked around me with disgust as I saw everyone were enjoying themselves.
Standing up, my glance immediately found the exactly same place where the mysterious man was previouslystanding. However, he wasn't there anymore,which was confusing yet I found myself relaxing to the thought of it but not completely.
I finally made it to the hallways which were fancy decored with planty gold doors and tables.
Where's the bathroom, now?
As if someone heard what I said, suddenly a male voice could be heard behind me "Wanna know where the bathroom is?"
I turned around, seeing him.
He was standing there with his hands folded behind his back looking at me with a worried yet confused expression.
A tired smile spreaded on my face as I looked over to him. Where was he all of this time?
"Ahh, Kai. You almost scared me, don't do that!" I said as I pouted and blinked my eyes twice in a cute manner.
He smiled and shaked his head as he started walking saying nothing. I walked behind him,as we crossed the corner and he suddenly stopped as I looked beside us where the bathrooms were located. I silently thanked him and got in, directly going to the mirror. I glanced at myself,looking at the stain which was imprinted onto my dress. It wasn't a very big deal but it could still be seen even from the distance.
I successfully made it and the stain was go- hell no. That's how I wanted it to be. I wanted to succeed as I wanted to do in life but we all fail sometimes. The small stain was now ten times bigger, and the material was getting worse. Though, the contrast to it was starting to fade a little bit. And I was grateful i could see a little progress. The expensive drink really did its effect as it affected the bottom part of my dress, which annoyed me. It wasn't that I carried a sentimental emotion to it, I couldn't care less
This will never get out, well, thank you, next.
I sighed and gave up, as my head found its place into my arms,stroking my face, not even caring about the makeup which I had done myself not even two hours ago. I just standed there watching the wall blankly, my mind full of nothing,as I unconsciously fiddled with my fingers,anxiously.
Gosh, I wanted to cry so bad, but I just couldn't. I didn't want to feel weak, I wanted to be strong. I wanted to be strong and fearless like my parents, but I couldn't.
They were impulsive, strong, independent, and important people, which I wasn't. Their apparence and the way they managed to go through every shit in their life without fear was intimidating and kinda envying to me.
The way they had done what they had to do and did it right on time, the way they still got time for themselves even when there were a lot of things to do, they still managed to be happy and healthy and enjoyed themselves at maximum even though they never showed it in public. The way they lovedeach other was absolutely wordless.
They were always an example for me which I tried to follow,but I couldn't afford myself to compare me with them.
It would be like comparing a high quality product with a cheap one. And I was clearly the cheap one.
