Chapter 4

                    Amelia P. O. V

   After giving myself a good cry I finally settled down on the couch with Mabel beside me. “ so tell me, what really happened back there? Why did you get fired" she asked.

 I glanced at her. “ isn't it your stupid man crush that caused all of this" I spat.

  “who? Ryan Oswald? I heard he was at the party"

 “yeah, he was at the party. And I spilled drinks on him"

 Mabel gasped. I looked at her and scoffed.

 “  I was right about him being rude. You should see his expression, he looked as if he wanted to lock me up. I apologised and tried to clean the mess I made but he just treated me like trash and yanked my hand off him" I recounted still angry at the incident.

 Mabel sighed. “ I'm pretty sure you hated that, didn't you?" She asked.

“ of course I do,that's why I didn't want to have anything to do with rich people or even men for that matter" Iexplained.

  Mabel held my hands. I looked into her eyes and it held compassion and empathy. Only her knew the story and my pure hatred for rude men in whatever way they tried to show it, especially those without compassion.

 “ it's okay Amy. Don't think so much about it. And maybe one day you'll find out that not everyone isn't like that man that made you this way" she said. She too didn't like saying his name.

 I smiled at her, she hugged me instead “ thank you Mabel, thank you for always being there for me" I whispered to her ears.

 “ I'll always be here for you Amy, don't you ever forget that" she muttered.

  “ I'll never forget " I promised.

 She then disengaged from the hug and looked at him with that mischief eyes of hers

 “what? " I asked chuckling.

  “but seriously Amy, I think you should fill that form. You can't continue like this forever "

  I sighed. “ Mabel come on, not that topic again" I stressed.

  “you are a talented girl Amy,and it pains to see you suffering this way. But if you go for this contest, I'm pretty sure there is a great chance of you winning " she explained.

   Somehow, she was right. If I went for this contest there was a good chance I could win. Besides the money would do a good thing for me in the long run.

I turned to look at Mabel. She was staring at me with those adorable puppy eyes of hers.

 “ so... What do you want me to do now?" I drawled.

 “ easy, you fill the form,submit it and go for the auditions this Saturday" she explained.

  “ok..I'll do it, if that what makes you happy" I said.

    “yes!!" Mabel exclaimed, punching the air.

“I'm so proud of you Amy, she said hugging me" I giggled.

  Satisfied with my answer, Mabel stood up and began walking to her room. “ go get some rest now. You really need some beauty sleep" she said. 

 “ I will" I yelled back. She turned “ go get some rest, I'm serious "

  “ I said I will" I answered giggling.

 I really will get some rest my body needs to sleep anyways, but first I need to call my mom.

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                    Ryan's P. O. V 

  Recalling the incident that happened in the party,  I balled my hands into a fist. I really didn't mean anything that happened back there but I was already in a bad mood already and she just worsened everything. It was a good thing she spilled the drinks on me anyway, I used that as an excuse to leave that annoying party. I was already back at my apartment and was changing my clothes into fresh ones. I really needed a break.

  I walked to the fridge and picked up a can of beer. I was about opening it when my phone buzzed. I checked it. It was a message.

     📩📩📩

 I heard you arrived safely in New York. Well good luck on your project. Miss you.

                          Yours sincerely 

                                  Vivian.

   Vivian, she is my fiancee. Am pretty sure this was designed by my mom for her to send me this text message. It's one of the reasons I left my hometown and came to New York. All she wrote in the message was a lie and I know it. Too bad I can't do anything about the relationship because it's been scheduled that I'll be married to her in the next three months. I just hate my life.

  I took a swig from my beer and dropped it. Remembering the evening incident I sighed. I just hope the waitress is okay.

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            Amelia's P. O. V

     I picked up my phone to dial up my mom. She picked up at the first ring.

📞 hi Mom.

📞 hi honey, how's my favourite daughter doing?

📞 I'm your only daughter mom. I laughed while saying that.

📞 I know. Just wanted to tease you. How are you doing?

📞 I'm fine mom. Just missing you. Too bad you can't be here with me.

📞  I miss you too, but you've got to work hard for your dreams. If am there with you, I'll make it harder with my condition.

    I sighed, my mom can't walk. No thanks to my evil dad. My mom noticed I wasn't talking anymore so she spoke up.

📞 don't worry honey, we will pull through just keep working hard, okay? And don't loose sight of your dreams. Remember the story I told you. You weren't born like other children. I had to prick a needle on your wrist before you cried.

  I chuckled remembering the story. My mom really pricked a needle on my finger when I was born. She said I wasn't crying and that was the thing available since I wasn't born in the hospital. The mark is still there.

📞 yes mom

📞 that's my girl.

📞  that reminds me, mom I'll be going for a contest.

📞  what contest is that?

📞 it's a fashion contest mom. With some training attached to it.

📞. You should go anyway,you've always loved  sewing by the way. 

📞 you think I should do it?

📞 I know you can do it. Besides it's a good thing. You will finally get what you've always dreamed of. A super large boutique where you can sell all the dresses you singlehandedly designed.

   I laughed hearing my mom's words 

 📞if you say so then I'll do it.

 📞 that's my girl.

📞 goodnight mom.

 📞 good night honey. Sweet dreams.

 📞 same to you

      I hung up. Satisfied with my conversation with my mom, I walked over to my bed. I dropped on my bed and looked out the window. There wasn't any moon and tonight but the stars made it beautiful. That was how my life was, it wasn't perfect but yet it was still beautiful. I smiled to myself before finally drifting off to sleep.