AMY
Ugh.
This night was supposed to have gone incredibly well, but of course, Mandy happened.
She dared to look me in the eyes and ask if I was sleeping with James. The ugly guy who also ate and made her do uncomfortable things. The pathetic guy who left his socks around her house whenever he visited. That James.
I was just frustrated and had to make my way to a bar and by the third round, the bartender already knew what my name was. Each sip of the drink was supposed to wash away the pain I felt, but it seemed to amplify it. The loud music gave me a headache.
Gosh, what was I going to do at this point? I mean, I didn't even have a friend to talk to.
Then, I looked to my right and saw Leo. He was leaning against a bar, with a beer in his hands. Suddenly, his eyes locked into mine.
