𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙝, 𝙍𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡 & 𝙍𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙛𝙪𝙡

Chapter 50: You scare me

Chapter 50: you scare me

 

“It’s Alyson Court! It’s Alyson! Hey Everyone It’s Alyson!!” screams some paparazzi at me.

 

“Hey Alyson who you’re wearing!!”

 

“It’s Adam Tucci,” I respond coolly smiling, and then I blow a kiss into the camera, I promised Adam.

 

“You look stunning Alyson!”

 

“I know,” I wink at them and show them the back of my fabulous gown.

 

I take a few other pictures and then head to where “my family” is. Vivienne welcomes me into their circle, beaming. Since I need to play the part right, I don’t look too disgusted by her. Actually I smirk when I see her dull eyes lit with a staggering amount of jealousy.

I don’t know why but the first sentence that comes to mind is: Burn bit.ch burn..

She bites her lip and then smiles widely, “Hey Aly, look who it is!”

 

“Alyson darling, you look radiant,” my mother coos, and I ignore her, focusing on the man in front of me. The man that, this evening, is his lifeline. Literally. I fake a smile and say

 

“If it isn’t Senator Victor Williams,” I force myself to shake his hand.

 

“Well that’s some wishful thinking, of you Mrs. Alyson, I appreciate it. Fingers crossed.” he smiles and I have suddenly the urge to tear his face. But instead of satisfying my soul, I fake a chuckle.

 

“More like foreseeing, I have no doubt that you’ll win, Senator.” I wink at him and he grins. F.uck you a.sshole, I wanted to scream but I held it in. “Come on guys let’s face it, who’s more capable than yourself to be Senator? You care about New York City’s people more than anything else, and your impressive record proves it.” I praise him, underveringly. People in the wide circle start nodding and agreeing. Kissas.s.

 

I continue “your piece concerning the core ideology in the centric wing, is just astounding with its explicit details, and the staggering arguments.. it’s just breathtaking.” Lies. Lies. Lies “I think it really shows how much effort you invest into trying to help the country, and how a great Senator you’ll become one day. And I have no doubt that, that day is next Friday.” I raise my glass to him. I actually want to break it on his head but whatever. That f.ucker is a hardcore right-winged

 

“You read my piece?” he asks astonished.

 

“Well of course! Who wouldn’t right?” I ask the bunch who nods enthusiastically. Man, how I wanna set them on fire.

 

He chuckles and say “I was just talking about it with Vivienne here, and we were just discussing how difficult it is for youngster but I guess, it was only her who didn’t really connected to the point.” he says and I smirk.

 

“Really? Vivi, I thought you knew everything, I mean mother keeps talking about your outstanding academic capabilities… maybe I should write you some index cards next time.” I smile sweetly at her and her face goes red “excuse me,” I excuse myself from the soulsucking vultures.