Breaking Steele Walls

Chapter 6

There, before Krystal and Jason, stood Amy and Nicholas. Amy had on a tight strapless red dress that hung to her curves and flowed down to the floor. Her light brown hair was curled and put up into a loose bun. Because her hair was up, it gave a better view of her cleavage that was popping out of her dress. She had on a noticeably thick amount of makeup black eyeliner and mascara on her eyelashes. She wore bright red lipstick on her lips, which were formed into a mocking smirk-like-smile. She was tall, about 5'8, and looked like she was a model. Though Amy was beautiful, Krystal knew that she had an awful personality. For Jason to hate her so much, she must be completely evil or have seriously screwed him over.

While Krystal was examining Amy, she heard a throat being cleared and looked towards where it came from. She assumed this was Nicholas. She noticed that he was handsome as well. He was quite tall, around 6'2, though still slightly shorter than Jason, Krystal couldn't help but add. He too was wearing a black Armani suit but he had on a red bow tie that matched Amy's dress. He had blonde hair and a sharp jaw line. He noticed Krystal eyeing him, which caused him to smirk at her and Krystal to look away. 

Completely ignoring Krystal, Amy spoke up first still having that mocking smirk on her face. "Well, I wasn't expecting to see you hear today Jason. How have you been?"

Noticing her lack of interest, Jason replied back with his own disinterested, monotonous voice. "Good." He gave her a short, cold reply because he honestly didn't even want to speak to her. He hated her. 

Jason quickly removed Krystal's arm from his own and proceeded to wrap his arms it around her waist, pulling her closer to him. 

That seemed to make Amy finally notice Krystal and she sent her a glare. Turning to face her, she put on a clearly fake smile. "Hello, I'm Amy, and you must be..."

"Krystal." she replied, putting on her own fake smile.

Amy turned back to Jason. "I see your standards have really dropped. I guess you just can't get over me can you?" she smirked.

Before he could reply back, Krystal spoke. "Excuse me?" she asked, offended. Amy was insulting her right in front of her.

"You can't honestly believe he brought you hear because he actually wants to, do you? You're probably just his new toy for the night. If I was you honey, I'd just save myself the heartbreak and not expect to actually be apart of his life after tonight. You'll never be good enough for him. Who are you anyways? Some nobody who thinks she's so lucky that she got the chance to come to an event with rich people and be a billionaires date? Look around," she gestured around the room. "You don't belong here. Your just some dirty piece of trash Jason found on the streets."

Now she was pissed. No, beyond pissed. "I'd rather be some dirty piece of trash than be a dirty, slutty, used whore like you. I mean, who knows how many diseases you have. You're probably the one who started the spread of STD's."

"Why you little-" was all Amy got to say before Nicholas pulled her back. He didn't want to make a scene here. It would look for his company.

"As entertaining as this has been, we need to go." And with that, they both turned and walked away, but not before Amy sent a glare towards Krystal. Krystal sent her a victory smirk. They both knew she got the last word. Krystal - 1 , Amy - 0

Jason, with his arms still around her waist, maneuvered them away from where they were just standing with Amy and Nicholas.

"No wonder she's your ex," Krystal mumbled to him as he pulled her along. "She's a bitch."

Jason just nodded in reply. He didn't have to say anything because he agreed. He knew it was true, she really was, is, and always will be a bitch. Looking back, he never really knew what he saw in her. He guessed it was all because he was blinded by her fake act that she really loved and cared for him like he did her.