CHAPTER TWO - THE REVENGE PLAN

ASHLEY cried the whole drive home. Her head was blurry, nothing seemed to make sense. Why had Thomas rejected her so cruelly, she had loved him with everything in her, but to Thomas, it was just fun? He paid her off like she was some cheap call girl, it didn't matter how much he paid her, but the way he did it was what pissed her off.

Ashley's phone kept buzzing with calls and messages from her friends, but she ignored it and simply shut down her phone. She didn't want to talk to anyone, not even her friends.

She just wanted to wallow in self pity. Her friends would definitely ask her how the dinner went, and she would tell them the truth, after all, they were her friends, they will never judge or condemn her.

Ashley reached the parking lot, she jumped off her car, walked soberly to her apartment. She used the last strength in her, to push the door open, and she fell face first into her apartment in a heavy thud. She slowly power on her phone and put a call through to Genevieve.

"Thomas just broke up with me!" Ashley cried loudly into the phone.

"Are you okay Ashley? Where are you?" Her voice was filled with panic. "Are you home?" She immediately added.

"Yes-s." Ashley's voice was low and cracked from too much crying.

"I'm coming over right away. And I'm calling Nichole too"

"Please do."

In the next ten minutes, her two best friends were at her apartment, with wine, pizza, French fries, good music, and a lot of tissue.

The trio sat on the floor, drinking and eating and crying as Ashley narrated the dinner experience.

"That guy is an asshole." That was Nichole. "You mean he said all these horrible things to you? Give me his address, I will go to my apartment, grab my pistol, burst into his mansion, and blow his brains off."

Genevieve and Ashley both knew Nichole wasn't joking, she was the toughest amongst them, and a pistol is her favorite toy. They had seen her used it many times, and it was never pleasant.

"Calm down, maybe you've had too much to drink" Genevieve tried to collect the wineglass from Nichole but she held on to it.

Ashley sat with her knees raised to her chest. "I don't want him dead. Maybe it was all a misunderstanding... I should call him... Maybe it's all part of his test to see if I'm a perfect fiancee."

"You're not calling that piece of shit" Genevieve surprised everyone by saying such words. She was the saint of the group, trying to put a balance between Nichole's and Ashley's madness, somehow she may have joined in with the madness. After all, If you can't beat them, you join them.

"Ashley, Thomas used you--" Nichole started saying.

"--No" Ashley cut her short.

"Yes he did. He used you as his maid, mother and servant all in one, and he didn't even pay you unlike his other servants" Nichole voice was loud.

"When he made you clean his bedroom, fixed his appointments, sent and received his clothes from the laundry. The list is endless" Genevieve added angrily.

"He didn't force me to do any of those things. I just did them to prove that I loved him, and that I will be a good wife to be." Damn, hearing herself say those words really made her feel stupid.

"Am I stupid?" Ashley cried out.

"No, you are not." Her friends quickly replied, and hugged her slightly.

"I like how you girls answer that really fast, but tell me the truth. Am I stupid?"

"No, you are the smartest woman I know." Genevieve answered first.

Followed by Nichole's answer. "You're the smartest amongst us." That made them all laugh.

Nichole broke the hug first, and refilled her glass. She was an alcoholic, leave it to her, and she would finish the whole dozen. "Girls, we should take this CEO down. 'Celebrity billionaire gets destroyed by his ex and her friends after he dumps her' now that sounds like a news worthy headline."

Genevieve lips curled in a smile, "I like the sound of that, let's make him pay for the six years he put our friend through hell."

"Yes" Nichole shouted

"For using her and dumping her like a common maid" Nichole added.

"Yes" it was Genevieve's turn to chant

"For trampling on her self esteem, and making her feel like she was less, when infact she was much, too much for him, and he deserved less." Genevieve added.

"Yes."

Ashley stared at them while they motivated themselves to do revenge on her behalf, as she drank more wine, she came alive. She saw clearly, heard clearly and she felt the pain more clearly. She had to pass this pain on to Thomas, and make him feel her wrath.

All night the thoughts have been swirling in her mind, each word and action of Thomas’shaving new meaning in the new light.

"Let's make him pay for every day he caused me pain" Ashley joined the train. "Let's make him pay." Her voice grew bolder and louder.

"I want to see him suffer for six years the same way he made me suffer" she looked from Nichole to Genevieve, their eyes grew wide in excitement.

"He called it fun, it's about time we had our own little fun. I will take everything he has, his company, the pretty cars, the pretty girls, the pretty girls in the pretty cars. I will take it all. I will take away happiness from him, I will bring him down to his knees and have him beg for mercy!" Ashley's voice sounded strange, even to her own ears.

"And when he does?" Her friends inquired.

"I will show him no mercy." Ashley's eyes were stony and cold. She raised her glass, and they made a toss. "To Thomas McMahon downfall."

"You know the good thing? All three of us are single now."

"Let me get a pen." Ashley stood up, and almost stumbled to the floor before she regained control of herself. She found her pen, and a notepad she had abandoned in her bathroom. And hurried back to join her friends on the floor.

"Let's make a list of all the crazy things we would do to get revenge." Nichole said with a mouthful of crackers.

"Like khole Kardashian would say; the best revenge is your body! So, number one should be get that revenge body" That was Ashley's idea.

"And wash that stupid ginger dye off your head." Nichole said smiling.

"Before you even say!" Ashley was having so much fun.

"And you better hit the gym. Loose fat in your waist, and gain fat in your ass" Genevieve added, which elicited a cheer from her friends. Genevieve continued, "still on that, number two on the list, should be to get the biggest modelling contract that would feature you on major billboards in the city and abroad."

"I like the sound of that. But what makes you think I can do it?"

"You're Ashley Williams, you're beautiful, smart, and once you get that killer body, there's no way you will get rejected."

"You have to do anything it takes Ashley, anything." Nichole squeezed her hands lightly.

"And number three, date his rival." Nichole raised her hands high, while Genevieve and Ashley looked at her in shock.

Aiden McCurdy. Although the McMahons were running one of the top businesses in the country, and they were one of the prominent families in the city, the McCurdy were one of the top families in the world.

Aiden was the heir of the McCurdy enterprises. He was bigger, better, hotter, wealthier, more connected than Thomas. The two were rivals, Thomas was always wishing, competing to be like Aiden, but at the end of the day, he would always be an Aiden McCurdy wanna be.

"How would I get a McCurdy to notice me? Not to mention date me."

Genevieve continued. "Never say never. We will come up with a plan. Just imagine you dating the one guy that Thomas would do anything just to kiss his ass. It would kill him."

"It will make him so jealous!" Ashley added.

"Make him so jealous? Are you trying to win him back?" Nichole frowned at Ashley.

"Hell no!!" She screamed immediately. "The plan is not to get him back. Thomas said I am an embarrassment, and that the media cannot photograph someone like me beside a personality like him. So, just imagine his reaction, when he sees me being photographed by the media beside a bigger personality than himself, Aiden McCurdy, the man Thomas McMahon had always secretly admired."

"It will kill him." Nichole laughed like a woman possessed.

Genevieve crawled to the table and carried Ashley's laptop. "Let's do a little search on his kind of girls, shall we?"

"Yes." Nichole didn't even let the question drop off Genevieve's lips.

Ashley did not like the idea, because a man like Aiden McCurdy will definitely be attracted to girls that Ashley knew she could never compete with. "Hmmm. I don't think that's a good idea"

"Oops, I'm already doing it." Genevieve was seriously surfing the net, when she stopped abruptly and looked at Ashley. "And remember, you're not to fall in love with Aiden, it's just a revenge game!"

Okay?

"Damn, he's hot" Nichole said breathlessly. "Just staring at his shirtless body, is already turning me on."

Oh that's the reason. Ashley raised a brow, and said to Nichole, "that's disturbing." But deep down, she really wanted to see his body too.

"Ohh... He has a type." Genevieve said with her eyes still fixed on the screen.

"He change girls like his boxers. Going to every event with a new girl." Nichole made a sickened face, and attempted to throw up.

"Not on my carpet!" Ashley shouted immediately.

"But there's a pattern. All the girls are similar." Genevieve replied to Nichole.

"So he don't date. And he has a type." Ashley muttered to herself.

"Sorry Ashley." Nichole stared at the screen.

"What's his type. Can I conform?"

"No, you're not conforming for any guy, you have conformed enough for Thomas to save you a lifetime of conformity."

"Alright, alright show me his type already." Ashley raised her hands in surrender.

Slowly Genevieve turned the screen to Ashley's direction. And his type of girl was Ashley from six years ago, short black hair, tall, and slim thick model figure. Ashley laughed. "That's me"

"Yes girl, you got him hooked" Nichole laughed. "See, he likes girls like you, the real you."

"And in number four, we have: take over his company." Genevieve scribbled on the notepad.

"As crazy as it sounds, this is the easiest." Ashley cleared her throat and continued. "So, I wasn't supposed to know that he's company is suffering bankruptcy, but I knew anyways. So, if plan 1,2, and 3 works, then I would already be wealthy enough to buy his enterprise."

"You're a master planner." Genevieve cheered her on.

"Number five, is to destroy every girl that gets romantically involved with him. We would make them so miserable, they would have no choice but to run!" Nichole drank more wine, and fell weakly on the floor.

"That's a great idea Nichole, and number six is to take away his happiness. And last, bring him down to his knees, and make him beg for mercy."

It did not take long for Ashley to resume crying. "Six years of my life making sense in a way I never thought it would." She added with a smirk "He used, abused and dumped me"

Genevieve looked at Ashley with pity, and whispered to Nichole. "He really broke her."

And when Ashley was finally too drunk, tired, and exhausted, she climbed on to her bed, with eyes red and swollen from crying. Genevieve and Nichole joined her on the bed hugging and whispering reassuring words into her ears, until she fell asleep.