Amelia’s POV
I tried my best to avoid crying on the ride home. I just looked out of the window and thought about the past five years, how Mike was the first long relationship I had and how all the vacations we took every summer made me love him more. I also wondered if he didn’t want to go on this vacation with me because of Kate or was it Kat? The tears were rushing down now and thankfully the driver was pulling up in front of my small apartment. It was nothing fancy like Mike's, but it was mine and I was going to get on my bed and cry for my life. I got down from the cab and spot my corolla with the stupid photo sticker of me and mike on the boot entrance. I walked to the car and tore the sticker out and cussed at everything I could think of. Why was Mike breaking up with me now? How many people have their lives figured out after three years of graduating college? I was going to answer those questions after I ate some Italian food.
Once I got into my apartment, I went straight to the microwave and put a plate of something - not sure what the name was- in. After a minute, I served myself something that looked like grilled pasta and cheese? Would check that out later, for now I had to eat. I poured my ‘life sucks’ wine into a glass and headed to my bed to eat and drink. After wining and dining, everything that happened earlier replays and the fresh tears pour down without my permission. I realized that i didn’t climax during the sex, because he broke up with me right before i thought of climaxing.
“You’re a sore loser Mike”, I scream out.
Who breaks-up in the middle of sex? Why did he even agree to have sex with me in the first place?
“Useless prick. Bastard. Ungrateful swine. I can get my shit together without you Mike.” I say amidst tears.
I would plan my life tomorrow, but right now I need to finish my bottle of wine and use my vibrator friend to ease the pain I was feeling in my heart. After downing the whole bottle of wine, I checked my closet for my vibrator. The conniving thing had dead batteries and I made a mental note to get more batteries tomorrow. I went to bed feeling tipsy from the wine and decided to sleep it off, from tomorrow i will reinvent myself. Amelia 2.0, I thought and smiled till I drifted off.
My phone is vibrating so loudly and I wonder who is calling me so early in the day. I pick my phone from the nightstand and it’s 12pm, five text messages of Emma and three missed calls from Emma. ready to toss the phone back on the stand and go back to sleep, it vibrates again.
“Hi Emma”, I greeted.
“Hey, where are you? Have you seen your i***a? I’m just outside your house. Buzz me in”, she is saying it all too fast, but I stand up to buzz her in.
I end the call and check my i***a, the first thing i see is mike and kate or kat taking coffee together with the caption ‘off to work with bae’. Who still used the word bae? Then the event of yesterday comes rushing back with a small pound of headache. Emma walks in on cue.
“I know yu’ve seen it Ame, what the fuck?”, Emma asked as she drew me into her embrace.
As soon as she let go, we went over to the cushion and I told her everything that happened without leaving a single detail.
“He dumped you while inside you? Fuck him” was what she said after i explained what happened.
“But, what is your plan Ame?”, “you know you have to start doing something though, right?” Emma asked with concern, and I loved her more for being here for me.
“You remember how I made all the chocolate cookies and cakes for our bake sale in seventh grade? I think I want to start my own chocolate pastry shop”, I told her, not believing that i’m finally voicing out what I want to do.
“Okay girl, that’s genius. I could help with the business plan and all of that. You just need some good money or investors to start”,she said with excitement.
“Thank you for checking up on me Emma, i love you. You can go back to work now”, i tell her, worried that she left everything to come support her best friend.
“I’ll go now, but you have to promise you’ll not sulk but work on this idea and get it to me by tomorrow afternoon, so i can work on the business plan”.
“Sure thing best friend, thank you”
“I love you Ame, Bye”, she says and goes out, leaving me alone to face my new reality.
Looking around my house, I decided to clean up and take out stuff I no longer need that includes mike. After cleaning up, i shower and put on comfy shorts and a crop top then head to the mart down the road to get some groceries and batteries for my vibrator friend. I get back from the mart in less than an hour, grab an empty notebook and pen by my bed and write down the agenda for Amelia 2.0.
Amelia 2.0 agenda
No more committed relationships (flings only when necessary)
Start my chocolate pastry shop
Open a website for my shop
Travel more by myself, or bring Emma along
Stop receiving checks from pops once my business kicks off
Be the best chocolate pastry chef in NY.
After writing my agenda down, I pop a bottle of wine to celebrate my new life. After the first glass, I pick up the notebook and start writing my plans for the business.
Ame’s Chocolate Shop
Location; city area
Space: moderate (big enough to have a place for me to bake and a space for showcase and customers to sit)
Rent: would have to find a space first
Employee: one or two for now
After I write it down, I take a sip from the second glass smiling at my accomplishment. It was already dark, so calling my dad might mean waking him up. So I text him instead; Hey dad, how are you? Mike and I broke up. But I'm okay now, promise. I want to start a chocolate pastry business and I need some money. I’ll check out some spaces tomorrow and let you know. Love you.
Feeling relieved, I put some batteries in my vibrator and headed to bed. The climax calmed me and made me have the most peaceful sleep.
Stan’s POV I wake up with a pounding feeling in my head, which I blame on the many tequila shots I took last night. And why is Marie or was it Dennise still on my bed? “Hey Stan, last night was fun. We should do it again sometime”, the lady, whose name I don’t remember said and got off the bed into her dress. I’m unsure of what happened last night, so I do not respond. “Call me, okay?”, she said as she walked out of my apartment. After she is gone, I try to recall the events of last night. I remember talking to my dad and him whining about me taking the family business seriously, and I think we ended up fighting. We definitely ended up fighting. After that, I went to the bar to hang and get a drink. As usual, people from the bar recognize me and come to me for all kinds of favors, from jobs to partnership to things I can't even remember. Gerald, my good friend will always say, “these things come with being the heir to a well known and successful winery.” Maybe he is right. Every gi
Stan’s POVGetting to the bar, I'm greeted by two hot chics that take me to the bar stand for drinks. Who am I to decline such a delicious offer? I follow them right in with my hands on both their waists. After getting drinks, they pull me up to the dance floor and we dance till we are tired and I invite them to spend the night over at my apartment. Thankfully, I didn’t have too much to drink, so I tip the bartender and the valet and drive out of the bar’s garage with two hot chics to my apartment which was 10 blocks away. This time I ask for their names and try to remember and not mix them up. Alice and Yvonne, Alice is the one with blue eyes like ice and Yvonne has brown eyes, i say repeatedly in my head on the way up to my floor. Once we get into my apartment, the action begins. Seeing that Alice and Yvonne are very experienced, I let them do what they planned to do. They take off their dresses and take turns undressing me. The night ended with everyone feeling satisfied, and I kne
It’s Tuesday, the day I go out to the city to look for a space for my pastry shop. I got ready just in time for the realtor I saw online last night to call.“Amelia? Hi, this is Josh Brown. The realtor from last night.” “Oh hi, this is Amelia. Yes.”“Good. I have three spaces to show you today, if you can come to the address I just texted you in fifteen minutes.”“On my way. Thank you.”I end the call and check my text for the address and put it on my map as i go out to my car.“First day of the rest of Amelia 2.0,” I said to the steering wheel as I adjusted my car seat.I text Emma the address for the space and the realtor's address and phone number for cautionary purposes, then hit the road. I get there in ten minutes and Josh is already there waiting.“Nice to meet you Josh, sorry I kept you waiting.”“It’s okay. Ready to check the space now?’ he asks, and I nod in excitement.We proceed to check the space, this one isn’t like I envisioned it. I take some pictures and ask him the
Amelia’s POVOne month later, the pastry business is up and running. I gave it a homely feel, thanks to Pinterest for the ideas and I took Emma’s advice to put the business on Instagram. Running the business alone has not been easy, and I plan to employ an extra hand once I pay dad back, which is soon. The wine company opposite me is planning their opening party, and I was contracted to handle their dessert by their HR person, Charlie. Charlie is a regular at the store, so she must have convinced them to use my cakes as their dessert. I was invited to the winery to see their budget and make arrangements on where the dessert would be placed. This contract would help boost my social media and on site business, because the winery is a famous one with a large number of followers. Their budget was huge for a 300 person party, but it would help me pay my dad back and have some change to put back in the business, so I took it and tried to hide the joy on my face. I brought some sample cakes
Amelia’s POV After leaving the winery, I head over to my shop on the other side of the road. I sent a text to inform Emma of the progress of the contract when I sat down behind the counter. “Hey, the meeting went okay. But i need an extra hand :-)” Her text comes in almost immediately, “I’ll be there after work. When’s the event again?” “In two days.” After replying to her, I call my suppliers from the farmer’s market for everything I’ll be needing. The items I ordered arrived before Emma, so I started setting them up in my storage. By the time I was done setting up, Emma came in. “You better get an extra hand soon, or pay me to work for you.” she teased as she walked in to meet me. “You’ll always be my first employee.” I say, hugging her. When I pulled out of the hug, I saw Charlie walking over to the shop. “Hi again, Amelia. Hello miss?” Charlie greeted as she walked in. “Emma. Emma is just fine.” “Charlie, this is my best friend, Emma. Em, this is Charlie. She works in t
Stan’s POV I’m in my office going over some documents, when Gerald walks in. “Busy?” He asks. “Not really, just going over some things.” “Charlie was helpful by the way. I like it here already.” “You have to, unless all my efforts to want you here would be in vain.” We both laugh. We went over some plans for the opening party and I was getting hungry, so I asked Gerald to come with me to lunch. We head out, since this is not a typical office with lunch rooms. “When will your car get here?” Gerald asked on our way to the restaurant. “I’m thinking next week. I miss that guy.” The rest of the drive was quiet, we got to the restaurant, ate and headed back to the winery. We stopped for a second and I looked across and noticed that I've never noticed the chocolate shop all the while I've been coming in. I tell the driver to hold on for a bit. “Gerald, have you noticed this shop across?” I ask. “Obviously since it's the only building I see from my office.” “I didn't notice it unti
Amelia’s POV Emma arrives a little after 6pm. I texted her to come dressed for the party, since I now had an employee. When she came, I introduced them and got ready for the party in my kitchen. By the time I came out, Emma and Cara were bonding. That’s how it is with Emma, she’s a free and happy soul, once she’s invited she lights up the whole room. “Ahem. Can we go now?” I ask, startling them but getting their attention. “This dress is beautiful Ame.” Cara said, smiling. “Thank you Cara. you can lock up once it’s 7 and please be here on time tomorrow, okay?” “Yes ma’am.” she replied, taking the stance of a military officer. We all laugh. We leave the shop, but the road is quite busy with cars and people making their way to Hughs Wine for the party. We go in and immediately see Charlie. “The chocolate princess and her best friend. Welcome.” She said, and kissed our cheeks. “Thank you Charlie, you look good.” Emma responds. I should leave them to talk, “I'll go grab a drink. A
Stan’s POV We got to my room before I found out her name. Lina. I probably won’t remember it in the morning, but I need to know it now so I don’t moan out another person’s name. “Didn’t think you'd approach me tonight.” She started, probably wanting to know more about why I approached her. New York chics definitely like to know their men. “You’re my type.” “I’ll assume your type is slender, brown hair, perky boobs, round ass, kissable lips and fuckable cunt.” “Nailed it. And you my dear Lina, have them all. Couldn’t let those pass me by tonight.” “Do you like to go gentle or rough?” “I can’t promise to be gentle for long Lina.” “Good, I like it rough. I’ll just take a quick shower to get this sweat out and I’ll join you in bed.” “Take your time.” I smile as she walks into the bathroom. I haven’t had any woman over since I moved here, and I’m not trying to start anything serious with any woman, but Lina looks like the kind of woman I can keep around for a while, or it’s just
Stan’s POV We got to my room before I found out her name. Lina. I probably won’t remember it in the morning, but I need to know it now so I don’t moan out another person’s name. “Didn’t think you'd approach me tonight.” She started, probably wanting to know more about why I approached her. New York chics definitely like to know their men. “You’re my type.” “I’ll assume your type is slender, brown hair, perky boobs, round ass, kissable lips and fuckable cunt.” “Nailed it. And you my dear Lina, have them all. Couldn’t let those pass me by tonight.” “Do you like to go gentle or rough?” “I can’t promise to be gentle for long Lina.” “Good, I like it rough. I’ll just take a quick shower to get this sweat out and I’ll join you in bed.” “Take your time.” I smile as she walks into the bathroom. I haven’t had any woman over since I moved here, and I’m not trying to start anything serious with any woman, but Lina looks like the kind of woman I can keep around for a while, or it’s just
Amelia’s POV Emma arrives a little after 6pm. I texted her to come dressed for the party, since I now had an employee. When she came, I introduced them and got ready for the party in my kitchen. By the time I came out, Emma and Cara were bonding. That’s how it is with Emma, she’s a free and happy soul, once she’s invited she lights up the whole room. “Ahem. Can we go now?” I ask, startling them but getting their attention. “This dress is beautiful Ame.” Cara said, smiling. “Thank you Cara. you can lock up once it’s 7 and please be here on time tomorrow, okay?” “Yes ma’am.” she replied, taking the stance of a military officer. We all laugh. We leave the shop, but the road is quite busy with cars and people making their way to Hughs Wine for the party. We go in and immediately see Charlie. “The chocolate princess and her best friend. Welcome.” She said, and kissed our cheeks. “Thank you Charlie, you look good.” Emma responds. I should leave them to talk, “I'll go grab a drink. A
Stan’s POV I’m in my office going over some documents, when Gerald walks in. “Busy?” He asks. “Not really, just going over some things.” “Charlie was helpful by the way. I like it here already.” “You have to, unless all my efforts to want you here would be in vain.” We both laugh. We went over some plans for the opening party and I was getting hungry, so I asked Gerald to come with me to lunch. We head out, since this is not a typical office with lunch rooms. “When will your car get here?” Gerald asked on our way to the restaurant. “I’m thinking next week. I miss that guy.” The rest of the drive was quiet, we got to the restaurant, ate and headed back to the winery. We stopped for a second and I looked across and noticed that I've never noticed the chocolate shop all the while I've been coming in. I tell the driver to hold on for a bit. “Gerald, have you noticed this shop across?” I ask. “Obviously since it's the only building I see from my office.” “I didn't notice it unti
Amelia’s POV After leaving the winery, I head over to my shop on the other side of the road. I sent a text to inform Emma of the progress of the contract when I sat down behind the counter. “Hey, the meeting went okay. But i need an extra hand :-)” Her text comes in almost immediately, “I’ll be there after work. When’s the event again?” “In two days.” After replying to her, I call my suppliers from the farmer’s market for everything I’ll be needing. The items I ordered arrived before Emma, so I started setting them up in my storage. By the time I was done setting up, Emma came in. “You better get an extra hand soon, or pay me to work for you.” she teased as she walked in to meet me. “You’ll always be my first employee.” I say, hugging her. When I pulled out of the hug, I saw Charlie walking over to the shop. “Hi again, Amelia. Hello miss?” Charlie greeted as she walked in. “Emma. Emma is just fine.” “Charlie, this is my best friend, Emma. Em, this is Charlie. She works in t
Amelia’s POVOne month later, the pastry business is up and running. I gave it a homely feel, thanks to Pinterest for the ideas and I took Emma’s advice to put the business on Instagram. Running the business alone has not been easy, and I plan to employ an extra hand once I pay dad back, which is soon. The wine company opposite me is planning their opening party, and I was contracted to handle their dessert by their HR person, Charlie. Charlie is a regular at the store, so she must have convinced them to use my cakes as their dessert. I was invited to the winery to see their budget and make arrangements on where the dessert would be placed. This contract would help boost my social media and on site business, because the winery is a famous one with a large number of followers. Their budget was huge for a 300 person party, but it would help me pay my dad back and have some change to put back in the business, so I took it and tried to hide the joy on my face. I brought some sample cakes
It’s Tuesday, the day I go out to the city to look for a space for my pastry shop. I got ready just in time for the realtor I saw online last night to call.“Amelia? Hi, this is Josh Brown. The realtor from last night.” “Oh hi, this is Amelia. Yes.”“Good. I have three spaces to show you today, if you can come to the address I just texted you in fifteen minutes.”“On my way. Thank you.”I end the call and check my text for the address and put it on my map as i go out to my car.“First day of the rest of Amelia 2.0,” I said to the steering wheel as I adjusted my car seat.I text Emma the address for the space and the realtor's address and phone number for cautionary purposes, then hit the road. I get there in ten minutes and Josh is already there waiting.“Nice to meet you Josh, sorry I kept you waiting.”“It’s okay. Ready to check the space now?’ he asks, and I nod in excitement.We proceed to check the space, this one isn’t like I envisioned it. I take some pictures and ask him the
Stan’s POVGetting to the bar, I'm greeted by two hot chics that take me to the bar stand for drinks. Who am I to decline such a delicious offer? I follow them right in with my hands on both their waists. After getting drinks, they pull me up to the dance floor and we dance till we are tired and I invite them to spend the night over at my apartment. Thankfully, I didn’t have too much to drink, so I tip the bartender and the valet and drive out of the bar’s garage with two hot chics to my apartment which was 10 blocks away. This time I ask for their names and try to remember and not mix them up. Alice and Yvonne, Alice is the one with blue eyes like ice and Yvonne has brown eyes, i say repeatedly in my head on the way up to my floor. Once we get into my apartment, the action begins. Seeing that Alice and Yvonne are very experienced, I let them do what they planned to do. They take off their dresses and take turns undressing me. The night ended with everyone feeling satisfied, and I kne
Stan’s POV I wake up with a pounding feeling in my head, which I blame on the many tequila shots I took last night. And why is Marie or was it Dennise still on my bed? “Hey Stan, last night was fun. We should do it again sometime”, the lady, whose name I don’t remember said and got off the bed into her dress. I’m unsure of what happened last night, so I do not respond. “Call me, okay?”, she said as she walked out of my apartment. After she is gone, I try to recall the events of last night. I remember talking to my dad and him whining about me taking the family business seriously, and I think we ended up fighting. We definitely ended up fighting. After that, I went to the bar to hang and get a drink. As usual, people from the bar recognize me and come to me for all kinds of favors, from jobs to partnership to things I can't even remember. Gerald, my good friend will always say, “these things come with being the heir to a well known and successful winery.” Maybe he is right. Every gi
Amelia’s POVI tried my best to avoid crying on the ride home. I just looked out of the window and thought about the past five years, how Mike was the first long relationship I had and how all the vacations we took every summer made me love him more. I also wondered if he didn’t want to go on this vacation with me because of Kate or was it Kat? The tears were rushing down now and thankfully the driver was pulling up in front of my small apartment. It was nothing fancy like Mike's, but it was mine and I was going to get on my bed and cry for my life. I got down from the cab and spot my corolla with the stupid photo sticker of me and mike on the boot entrance. I walked to the car and tore the sticker out and cussed at everything I could think of. Why was Mike breaking up with me now? How many people have their lives figured out after three years of graduating college? I was going to answer those questions after I ate some Italian food. Once I got into my apartment, I went straight to t