Chapter 3

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Lily Right after we reached my house, we immediately prepared ourselves. Well, to be honest, Cathy was not that excited. A bar and a club were a big no-no to her. But well, she couldn’t exactly refuse me. She knew what was going on with me and even though she hated the idea; Cathy still came with me. I knew I sounded like I was using her kindness but what could I say? I needed her with me. “What are you going to wear?” she asked. With her sitting on the bed while I was busy scanning dresses and blouses displayed in front of me. “How about this?” I took the black off-shoulder dress and showed it to her. “Oh, that’s nice. But isn’t it too short?” I sighed and rolled my eyes. “That’s the thing. Cathy, we’re going to a club. Of course, we have to wear something sexy to attract the opposite sex.” Not really exactly. What kind of a dumb statement did I just tell her? Stupid, Lily. “I don’t think you have to wear something sexy to attract them.” Oh, the innocence of this girl. Of course, she thought that way. This innocent girl had got herself the most handsome and wanted Bachelor in New York. “You can say that because you’re no longer free and you have the Ricardo Williams as your fiancé.” Her cheeks immediately flamed. Clearly, she was happy with the statement. Honestly, I envied her. She never did anything to impress someone else but people constantly got attached to her. She was just standing there, barely doing anything, people came closer to her like bees attracted to the most delicious honey in the world. When other girls had to make over themselves to make themselves stunning, Cathy didn’t do that. Even that James Greene fell for her before. Come to think about it, I wasn’t this cheerful before. I was more private and never tried to stand out. The ugly duckling who admired the most handsome and popular student in school. Who unfortunately was Zack Miller. I tried to be more like the girls around him which ended up horribly. I regretted that. I still did now. “Lily?” Cathy called, breaking my thoughts. “I’m okay,” I lied. No, I was not okay. I was never okay ever since Zack entered my life. Goddamn it! I turned to my best friend after I grabbed a blouse and gave her my usual smile. “Since you don’t wear something sexy, how about this one?” I showed her the long black blouse. “Oh, I like that.” She stood up and grabbed the blouse from me. “Great. Then, you can wear that while I wear this.” I put on the off-shoulder dress. Applying eyeliner and nude lipstick. I let my hair down after I gave them a little curl on the tip. I was ready. Turning back to Cathy and she just finished her makeup too. As usual, she didn’t put much on her face. Only some eye shadow and pink lipstick. She tied up her hair into a ponytail and look? A simple style yet she looked stunning. As expected from my best friend. “Let’s have fun there!” I shouted and she smiled at me. I picked red heels while Cathy wore my ankle boots. “Ready, girl?” “Yeah.” “All right, let’s go then. Oh, just in case something happens, you can stay overnight at my house. No big deal. I’ll explain to Ricardo later.” “Thanks, Lily.” I grabbed my purse and we walked down to the entrance. Grabbing my car key from the table, we walked out of the house. Locking in before we deposited ourselves into my BMW. “Um, Lily?” Cathy called. “Yes, babe?” “I know you’re probably bored, but if you have something in your mind, you can tell me about it. Maybe I can’t help much but at least, you will feel lighter. Just like what you always said to me, better let it all out than holding it alone, right?” she stated. I was quite shocked. She was right. I always forced her to tell everything to me. Me? I hid my past from her – from my very own best friend. I was the bad friend here. I just didn’t have the courage to tell her because I always said I hated Zack while in reality, he was the only guy I’d ever loved. And I still am. Cathy wouldn’t judge me. Cathy wouldn’t leave me. It was my own anxiety. “Thanks, Cat. I was just…” I paused and let out a long sigh. “I kind of miss it. You know, having a boyfriend,” I reasoned. “You have one before, right?” “Yeah. Let’s talk about this after we get there,” I said and ignited the car. Heading straight to the club. When we reached there, the place was already packed with people. We walked in, being welcomed by The Spectre by Alan Walker. Cathy immediately asked me to have the bar table. It was not that surprising she wanted us there. Away from the crowd and the dancing floor. And she would order one drink while waiting for me. And while we were waiting, “So? Who’s this lucky guy?” she asked. “Well…” I clenched my hands. “I dated him about five years ago after I graduated from high school. He was always there for me. We were together for only a couple of months. We were so close before we became official. Our parents know each other. But after we dated,” I halted, unable to continue. Remembering it, I still felt guilty about it. For what I had done to him. He was such a nice guy and I broke his heart. “It didn’t work at all?” I nodded. “Maybe he was already an adult back then and I was still a kid.” “How old was he?” “Twenty-two. He’s twenty-seven now.” “Oh? So, when you just graduated high school, he’s also graduated from college?” “Yep. I think that’s one of the reasons why our relationship didn’t go well. He was busy looking for a job and didn’t have time for me. He told me he wanted to help me, he would be there for me but in the end, he couldn’t. He couldn’t keep his promise. He ignored me which practically resulting me overthinking. So, I said to him that I couldn’t do this anymore. I expected too much from him and he couldn’t keep it,” I explained. I still remembered how I ended our relationship. His expression when I broke us. You were never there for me. You promised me. In the end, you’re just the same as him. What a b***h I was. A brat. A moron. I realized it not after we separated and now I was in his position. We couldn’t exactly expect too much from other people. All we could rely on was ourselves. And we broke up while he was still busy looking for a job. Oh, I hoped he got the job he’d always wanted even though his mind was filled with me. Or maybe he had forgotten about me. Or maybe it was not a big deal. I don’t know. And Cathy surprised me when she asked, “Did you break up with him because he can’t be with you or because you’re still hoping for your first love to come back?” That was like welcoming a hammer straight to my heart. Her question was brutal. But this, I wouldn’t lie to her. “I guess I was still hoping for me. I still want him despite what he had done to me.” “Who is this guy anyway?” Now that was the hardest question. I didn’t want to lie to Cathy but I couldn’t push myself to tell her. “Sorry, Cat. Can we drop it for now?” “No, that’s okay. Whenever you’re ready. How about I change the question?” “Sure.” “What’s your ex-boyfriend look like?” You know? I owed her a lot. She never pushed me to answer her. If she saw didn’t want to talk about something, Cathy would immediately change the subject. “He’s older than me. He was my neighbor and we were quite close. The three of us, him, me, and Kylie. I looked up to him like a big brother I’ve never had.” “What’s his name.” “Matt. Matthew Brooks. He moved to New York right after he got a job but I never asked his family what’s he doing now. Maybe they don’t even know I used to date their son.” “I see. Well, I hope he’s doing well. And Lily?” She held my hand and smiled warmly at me. “You will find someone, one day,” she added. I didn’t know why but her words made me want to cry. Like I had this feeling that it would come true. “Thanks, babe.” “What about my brother? He’s still single,” she offered jokingly and I only laughed. “Jason? Nah, I don’t think so.” “Why not? He’s a nice guy and he treats girls kindly.” Oh, man. This girl doesn’t know anything. I felt bad. I found out Linda had a crush on Cathy’s brother. She told me about it when she was still in New York. I was looking at Linda and she was staring at Jason. Girl’s intuition, I had this urge telling me Linda was feeling something about him. So, I asked and she admitted it to me. However… Cathy had no idea about it. Linda said she didn’t want her friendship with Cathy to become awkward just because she was in love with her brother. I didn’t think that would happen. I was sure Cathy would help her. It’d be much easier if the little sister knew. But there was another reason why Linda didn’t want her help. Said Jason probably had someone else. I thought it was her but Linda said it wasn’t. Again, girl’s intuition. Ours never missed, folks. “Nah, Jason isn’t my type, Cat. No offense,” I said. Not like I could say Linda loved him and I would never steal my friend’s crush. Hell no. “I’m not going to force you. Oh! How about Zack?” I almost choked my Margarita when she mentioned that name. I forgot she could potentially spill out Zack’s name here. My first love. I glared at her. “Cathy, even though you’re joking and only randomly say guys’ names you know, that is not funny. You know how bad our relationship is.” “Well, yeah. But, who knows, right? Maybe it can turn to…love?” “Okay, that’s enough. Enough with this talking.” I drank my Margarita within one sip and put the glass on the top. “I’m going to dance. Want to join?” “No, thank you.” “Okay, whatever. Wait me here like a good girl, okay? Bye!” I slid the stool and walked to the dance floor while moving my body. I could feel the guys’ eyes eyeing me. Nope, not interested. I could tell what those expressions were. I knew I was pretty and they were looking at me like I was a piece of meat. I was accustomed to this kind of place, but I still managed to close my legs. I didn’t do s*x randomly like it was some kind of a sport. After I blended it with the sea of people, I started to dance like crazy. The music, Worth It by Fifth Harmony was controlling the building. People were dancing like mad following the rhythm. Some even sang. Most of them were already high and making out. I was so tuned in with the music until someone boldly turned me around to him. His hands on my waist. A guy with blonde hair and I could smell the alcohol on his clothes. Jeez, how many did he drink? “Hi there. Are you alone?” Even his smell was already stink. “No. I’m with a friend.” “Oh? What friend? A guy or another beautiful chick just like you?” “Girl, actually. Don’t hit on her. She’s sold out.” “Really? Then, no worries. I’m not interested in a taken woman. I prefer you instead,” he said while lifting my chin. Did that make me happy? Absolutely not. I was protecting Cathy from this kind of guy and I didn’t like him at all. He looked like a one-night stand kind of a guy. “Why don’t we get out of here and go somewhere more private?” See? “Sorry, not interested.” “Oh, how cold. I like that. It’s fine, right? You’re not taken. It’s just for one night anyway,” he said easily. I was right, right? Only wanted a woman for one night and threw her away the next day so he could look for someone else. Just like Zack. “Let go of me,” I spewed while trying to push him away. “Come on, don’t be so difficult. What else are you here for with that inviting dress?” he growled and started kissing my neck. f*****g bastard! “I said, let go—” Before I could finish the sentence, his hands were gone and I saw him fall to the floor. My eyes were on him until someone suddenly wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me to his chest. Just by looking at his chest, that slightly hairy chest, I knew immediately. Oh, f**k me. “What the hell are you doing here, sugar baby?”
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