While still looking for Maxwell, I came across Chelsea my best friend sitting at the bar trying to hit on a dude who looked like he needed help. I walked up to them and the guy took off leaving the seat beside Chelsea vacant which I now occupied.
" HEY! I WAS ONLY ASKING OF THE SIZE OF YOUR ...." she yelled but didn't get to finish because I slapped a hand over her mouth.And she's drunk. I face palmed in my head and dragged her to the restroom. Did I also mention she was a horny drunk in addition to having no filter? Worst combo ever.
I closed the door shut behind us and turned to her. She was speaking to herself through the mirror.
" Chelsea . Chelsea"
I said while tapping her face gently.
She hummed in reply and I proceeded to ask her my question.
" Do you know where Maxwell is?"
Well that seemed to sober her up quickly. She stood straighter and brushed down her skirt.
" May, you look so pretty."
" Thanks Chelsea. Don't change the subject. Have you seen Maxwell at all?"
" Uhm , I think I saw him go up to the conference room a while ago."
" Thanks . Now stay here till you sober up a little."" Okay may"
" Of course. We don't want you asking of the size of dicks now do we?" I told her while raising an eyebrow.
She immediately turned crimson while I let out a laugh and made my way to the conference room.
Everywhere was quiet going up the stairs. Too quiet if you ask me. When I reached the first floor, I heard whispers coming from the conference room. The door was left slightly ajar and light was seeping through the crack on the door.
Moving closer , I heard muffled moans. What the hell?
" Be quiet . I still care if we get caught ."NO. NO. I felt light headed so I placed my hand on the wall to catch myself. He won't do this to me would he? No . This can't be happening.
I pulled the door open and felt my heart drop to my stomach. This wasn't real was it? I asked myself. I was still in denial at the sight before me. My so called boyfriend was balls deep in a woman I used to look up to and call my mother. He had her bent over the conference table going at it like they were starved rabbits.
It wasn't until I screamed " WHAT THE FUCK " did they stop. Maxwell's expression turned grim like he regrets what he had done but I was not falling for his bullshit. My mother however looked snug like that was what she was aiming for.
Maxwell quickly pulled on his trousers while trying to explain." May it isn't what ..."
I interrupted him with a slap on the face that I knew for sure my dad would be proud of.
" It isn't what I think it is? Who the fuck do you think you are? Don't give me that bullshit why don't you feed it to the whore you were fucking just a minute ago."I yelled.
I cried when I was angry. I was so angry I didn't notice my dad come up behind me. He stood shocked looking at both of them while my mother lazily pulled her dress down.
" And you bitch! What did I ever do to you to deserve so much hate from you ? You couldn't just keep your filthy hands to yourself you came for my stupid ex boyfriend while knowing we were together!"
I hadn't realized I had gotten in her face by that time.
" Well you took something I loved so I have to take something you also loved" she replied.
Not being able to hold my anger anymore I punched her . Right on her nose where I knew would hurt. My dad came over and pulled me away while I struggled to get a go at the bitch.
" All I feel now is pity . For both of you . You can have him for all I care you stupid ass bitch." I told her while walking back downstairs.
" I'm so disappointed and irritated in both of you. I can't even look you. I expected better from you Mary . I guess I put too much hope in you. And you Maxwell. Watch your back from now on. You hurt my baby girl and I don't take that very likely. Now get your sorry selves out of here."
I heard my dad say while he followed behind me. He took me to a seat and comforted me . He wiped my tears away. He then told me he had to go get the security to throw Maxwell and my mother out.
All I remember that night was myself getting shit faced drunk, wandering out of the salon and being carried into a car before I blacked out.
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RomansaMay Anthony is a 21 year old lady who just graduated from fashion and beauty school with big dreams of becoming a renowned fashion and beauty expert and having an institute of her own."THE MAY EMPIRE" she calls it. She dreams of building this empire...