Revenge.. (14)

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14. Sweet Revenge....

"You are really sure that you wanna do this?", Clare checks me up one last time I hope. She's been asking me the same question every ten to fifteen minutes and it slightly starts to annoy me. I don't want to change my mind, but will eventually do so if she isn't going to stop.

"As sure as I was when I brought it up, when you asked a few hours and minutes ago, C. I'll do it. Now or never" I half said that sentence to myself as well to convince me that there's no going back now if I want to do one right thing in my life and show people that they can't and will not screw me around.

"Which dress do you want to wear?", she asks after a long sigh. She'll be proud of me later, I know it.

"The most sexy and risky dress you can find in those shopping bags", I call out of the bathroom, where Birdy prepares my hair and make-up.

"Les, you will blow all of those rich, high-headed people AWAY!", he says enthusiastically while he tries to tame my long locks into some kind of acceptable hair style.

"Les, will this show enough of your beautiful curves?", Clare asks and I look up to her. She's standing in the door frame and holds up a very showing and tight purple dress with some kind of transparent sleeves in black.

"Perfect!", I wink at her and she sends me a warm smile.

"Any diamonds?", I ask Clare

"No need for it, you're glowing yourself", she says honestly and squeezes my shoulders

"Now hop into that dress and show off"

"Wow, Les...", Birdy chirps as I appear in the door frame and see my two best friends waiting for me on my bed.

"I am beautiful..", I whisper more to myself than to them

"Yes, Leslie, you're and you have every right to be!", Clare hugs me "I'm so proud of you. You are seriously gonna kick some ass today", she giggles

A cut for all of you to understand what I'm up to. Well, I called Brenda and told her everything. And by everything I mean every little detail that happened or was said... as well as my plan. I need money and have a job, why not use it? For what? For revenge. Brenda is promised to set it up and make it work. What? Hmm, just my plan that involves Max Bradford, who thinks he can just leave me behind without a word. I'm worth so much more and will prove it. I don't want him back. Back to what – we had nothing, but we spent some time together which was quite nice.. I just want him to know that I'm still standing. Brenda set it all up. Max needed a date and she told him that she only had one escort left. He accepted without asking for a name, which is mine. It's an understatement that I'm having an evil grin on my face, isn't it'? I honestly have and I'm full of power which I'll use tonight. He invites his escort to his birthday party at his house-castle thing. Only I know with whom he spent the day of his birthday. Me. And I still feel every movement of his lips or hands on my body. I remember every word he said to me like a lullaby. If he meant it then he's going to burn tonight, if not, then it's his problem.

I'm not surprised that the ride takes so long, because I know where he lives and am getting used to the buildings around me. It almost feels familiar, but I stop myself from thinking deeper about that thought and push it away. The hills around me change again and there are less houses, we're getting close to his one and I rub my hands together and take a deep breath.

"We're here, Miss", the driver says as we arrive

"Thank you", I answer and get out. Max is walking down the stairs and stops abruptly as he spots me.

"Surprise", I say and walk up to him. He looks around and sees some people staring at him. He has to greet me appropriately. He knows and hates it at the same time. So he leans in for a short hug and whispers in a low voice; "never thought you'd have the guts to show up.."

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