Birthday Disaster
I stared at the closed doors wishing a day like this shouldn't have existed but like a harsh reality here I was . It's been fourteen minutes I found myself standing,hands clenched on the hem of my gown and my heart beating erratically to the point I could hear it from my ears .
I feel uncomfortable and exposed in a short,too tight v neck gown making me painfully aware of body parts I usually manage to ignore
I forced a smile.
“Happy birthday to me,” I whispered, barely loud enough to hear.
Then I opened the door.
Light filled the hall, flooding the entire floor.
Music.
Laughter.
Voices echoing around .
I froze.
For a moment, I couldn’t move, couldn’t even think.
I was left speechless,out of breath.
“Happy birthday, Nyx!” someone shouted.
I blinked, realizing everyone was looking at me smiling, clapping, calling my name. It was too much, too perfect. I pinched my palm, just to be sure this wasn’t some dream or likely a nightmare and It wasn’t.
Still, something felt wrong.
Completely off.
Was this some kind of prank Nyomi 'd plotted all along?
I knew her, that perfect smile on her face wasn't enough to fool me. That,was infant an evidence that tonight was more than this. It was the very beginning of humiliation, she wouldn't lose a chance to embrass me not until she's satisfied.
Still I beam a smile at the crowd.
I laughed, because that’s what you do when everyone’s watching. You play along.
You pretend. This have been my life since forever as long as I can remember.
But deep down, I knew this was planned. Rehearsed like a played role on set especially with the perfect actress, father's pet, queen bee of Nightshade academy, Mafia Heiress,My sister Nyomi.
My gaze suddenly landed on them.
No way
I felt my heart shattered with the sight of something so unbelievable.
Across the hall, through the haze of lights and movement, he was there. Andrew hand rested on her waist. Her lips on his.
I watched as my best friend, Theresa and my boyfriend Andrew lips pressed together,the light flashing on their faces, his hands on her waist pulling her closer to himself
For a second, I forgot how to breathe.My chest tightened
The laughter, the music it all faded, like someone had cut the sound.
They didn’t notice me. Not right away. They were too lost in each other.
And I just stood there frozen the smile still fixed on my face.
Like a fool.
Shock turned into disbelief, then into something sharp and bitter.
My heart cracked so loud I swore I could hear it.
Tears threatened, but I didn’t let them fall.
Although I was broken inside I couldn't let them watch,I was never allowed to scream out my pain.
My blood turned cold.
Slowly my eyes met with hers
“Happy birthday, Nyx.”Her voice echoed across the quiet hall,a victorious smirk plastered on her.
Her tone was calm too calm and that smirk on her face made my skin crawl. My palms grew slick, my lips parted, and the truth hit me all at once.
She knew.
She planned this.
But I wasn't gonna give her a satisfaction of her little games, not today,it's time she gets a taste of her own medicine.
My fists trembled as I clenched them.
Then my gaze shifted to him. Standing there in a dark corner. The one who was supposed to be off limits. His eyes bore into mine with a glimpse of something I barely recognized.
Something inside me broke.
Before I knew it, I moved. My feet felt heavy, but I crossed the space between us.
And then I kissed him.
I didn’t think twice. I didn’t care. I just pressed my lips to his hard. It wasn’t gentle. It wasn’t anything close to love.
It was pain and anger, everything burning inside me, crashing out of me.
He froze for a second, then his hand slid around my waist, pulling me closer, his lips deepening the kiss just enough to steal my breath.
And right then the moment he did I snapped.
I pulled away fast, gasping, heart hammering like it would break through my ribs.The taste of him still lingered bitter, wrong, and heavy with everything I didn’t want to feel
The room spun. My body shook.
What had I just done?
It didn't take a second before whispers suddenly erupted from the crowds.
Murmuring,
Gasp from each corner.
At that moment I did the first move I could possibly think about and that was running.
