REVENGE OF THE BROKEN HEARTS

CHAPTER ONE

I sat infront of the television watching patrick and spongebob close friendship in the heart of bikini bottoms. This two reminded me of one person who was impossible to forget. Lena Johns,we were inseparable like the dancing leaves and the wind and all was gone like leaves during fall.

"Your still watching spongebob at that age?" My sister Emma asked as she took a handful of popcorns and sat next to me.
Emma,the only friend i have now. Though she is two years younger than me, we look literally like twins. My mum used to dress us in matching clothes and this made people think we were an actually set of identical twins.

"Why not. Is their an age limit to watch spongebob?" I inquired. She stared back at me and huffed. We sat their in total silence. A notification lite up my sisters phone. She read the notification loud for me to hear.

"Dear Emma, you are invited to my party which will start at exactly 8:00pm. The dressing code will be strictly red for the ladies and black texudos for the men. Thank you." After reading that long invitation text. She turned to me, her blue eyes were scrutinizing me making me fear for my own life.
"What?" I asked. She gave me a wicked smile making me feel paranoid.
"Where is your phone?" She asked with her usual cool voice.
"On the dining table." She went and took my phone which she quickly unlocked. My passwords weren't hard since i tend to forget them.

"You didn't get the invitation?" She was almost fumming with distress.
"You know partying isn't my thing, why ask such an absurd question." I retorted.
"It's not about you hating parties. It is an opportunity for you to find a new boyfriend?" She was now screaming at me.
"Why are you screaming? The one who is hosting the party didn't invite me or he doesn't know of my existence." I said breathlessy. She was now moving up and about as she called someone.
What was wrong with her? I wasn't invited and she is angry as if am the guest of honor. The person she was calling on the other side wasn't picking making her boil with rage.

"I can't believe her." She spoke as she sat down trying to calm her nerves. I poured her a glass of water before she reached a certain boiling point.

"Who can't you believe?" My curiosity took the best of me. I waited for her to answer me, but she stood up abruptly. She pulled me up with a start.
"We need to go?"
"Go where?" I asked.
"We need to find you a beautiful dress. You need to find a handsome and rich boyfriend for yourself." And that was the end of discussion. I tried to reason with her but she ignored me. Picking her car keys, we left to find a dress for the party i wasn't invited.

She drove at a speed that made my inside churn.
"Can you slow down?" I asked. Fearing for my life. She flashed me a threatening glance before she zoomed off.

The ride took ten minutes before she parked the car infront of a posh looking building. Making our away inside the building, it seemed Emma was a regular here. She moved as if she owned the place. I walked timidly behind her.
"We are here." She finally mattered.
"Lorenzos boutiques." I loudly read the large turquoise banner. The place looked like one had to spend her earnings for two months. Emma pulled the door for me to enter as she followed closely.

"Welcome back Miss Emma." A brunette woman announced. She walked towards us with her smile showing her white teeth which reflected onto her red lipstick.

"Oh, is she your twin sister." She asked. She seemed amazed as if it was her first time seeing people who resemble.
"No,she's my older sister Eloise. We need to find a perfect red dress for her." She stated.
"Am Sandra." With enthusiasm she hugged me, it felt awkward. A woman i hardly know hugged me because i was Emma's sister! that was new. If i want to make friends, i should be at Emmas feet but i won't dare, her driving was terrible and i don't want to die young. Let me live this introvert life.

She showered us inside an elegant looking walk in closet. My eyes were popping. Racks of expensive yet elegant clothes laid before my eyes. Wow, i thought to myself. I was totaĺly amazed.

"Emma, the only flower of my heart." A young blonde man came and hugged my sister. He was tall, slim not skinny. Dressed in blue jeans,shoud i say white blouse, i think so and loafers. He looks good.
"Lorenzo, the only sugar in my tea."
What's wrong with this two. Those are one of the most embarrassing words i have ever had one confess. Does the heart grow flowers? Emma doesn't take tea, what is with the sugar thing? She was making me cringe.

After that cringed worthy experience, Lorenzo acknowledge me.
"Ooh, is she a fetch or a twin?" She asked while staring at me with a soft smile playing at his lips.
"She neither a fetch nor my twin. She is my older sister Eloise." Emma explained. Who is a fetch? I wanted to ask. But that was a question of another time.
"Lorenzo, nice to meet you?"
"Eloise,same here." He just gave a light chuckle at my remark. He shaked my hand. His f***ing five fingers had rings. Weren't they heavy?
He was totally insane.

"I like her." He finally said as he released my hand.
"She needs a dress, she is going to a party. We need a jaw dropping red dress." Emma said.
"Sweetheart, you came to the right place. Follow me." He led us to an adjacent room. Their were a few people who were organizing clothes.
"Mark, bring the package." He asked one of his workers. He brought a rack full of different shades of red dresses.
"Whaaah." I found myself whispering. They were just hot at a glance.
"Miss, take you pick." He addressed me. Take my pick? Me? No one had ever given me an option. Going through the rack of clothes, i now knew that this party was happening even though i didn't know who was the host. Wait, who is the host?

"That is your pick."
"Uh." Lorenzo took the dress at the place i had stopped at.
"No, i wanted to..to.."
"To, what?" He asked.
"Never mind. I like that one." I said
"Are you sure?" He asked with a wicked smile.
"Yes." I answered confidently not knowing that was the worse and life changing mistake i had ever made in this short twenty six years of my life.

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