Animosity

Care

“Rich people problems.” 

Aurora. 

As I awake groaning from my slumber I'm bombarded with the murdering rays of the blinding sun, I should have closed those damn curtains. 

Oh my god, my head! 

This is why I completely loathe alcohol, I'm going to murder Maya. Thinking about her, she's probably still with that guy from the club. I slightly chuckle to myself, well at least one of us had a fun night. 

So it's Saturday night and I'm alone at home watching crappy love stories, since Maya ditched me for that guy from the club. I'm surprised she's still talking to him, she must really like this one. 

Otis called me saying that a few of our friends were meeting at Ally's Paradise, it's this cool bowling place and a 24 hour diner, the food is stupid amazing. As fun as it would have been I turned him down, after Friday night with Maya I need the whole damn weekend to recover. 

For some odd reason, my mind cannot even fathom, only the man above knows why, I find myself clicking on Google and searching for Adonis Filo, I mean it wouldn't hurt to find out what made him turn into a total asshole, plus he kind of intrigued me, after so many years the mayor's prodigal son finally returns home, the real question is why? 

After all that digging I literally found nothing, except the fact that he's foolishly wealthy, has no good morals or values, a total womanizer, a huge fan of whiskey and cigarettes, and unquestionably an asshole, either than that there's nothing as to why he left nor he's sudden return. Oh and how can I forget the best part, he's drop-dead-gorgeous! 

It's strange, you'd think a guy this beautiful and wealthy would have been tied down to a woman of he's calibre by now, maybe he's gay? 

Well that would be utterly disappointing considering the fact that he's such a great catch, well minus the asshole-ness, he's clearly a date-able guy. Or maybe there is no woman on this god damn planet that can accept his cocky self, eh yes that would explain a lot. 

Wait a minute, hold the front door! 

Why am I suddenly so absorbed in he's life? Maybe because he's the first person to actually be so nasty to me, I think it's affecting me in ways I can't quite decipher. I groan to myself and stuff my face into my fluffy pillow muffling my screams. 

Well Sunday was pretty shitty, I'm getting scared, Maya still hasn't contacted me I've called her about a thousand times and left about a trillion messages! Anything could have happened to her, what if that guy she's with is one of those psycho types, that lures innocent girls and then boom! Their dead or worse trapped in his basement, slowly tormenting their young souls. I really need to stop watching those detective movies. 

I immediately call Otis maybe he's heard from Maya, “Hey Oddy have you spoken to Maya recently, I've been trying to call her but I can't seem to get ahold of her.” I say frantically. 

“Woah breathe babycakes I'm sure Maya is just fine, she's a big girl I'm perfectly sure she can take care of herself,” he says so easily. 

I sigh “I know Oddy, I just have a weird feeling, she never just vanished like this.” 

He chuckles, “it's so amusing how much you care for her, chill babes she's probably having the time of her life, while you're here acting like a worried mother,” he teases. 

“You're right, I'm sorry plus I hate being the worried mother,” I joke and we say our goodbyes and he reassures me everything is fine. 

I don't know why I always care so much especially when people don't appreciate me. I sigh and go to complete some of my assignments, I'm sure she's fine anyway we're talking about Maya here, she doesn't take bullshit from anyone. 

Monday comes by really quick and I have a super busy day today since I've volunteered to be apart of the university's charitable funding, there having an annual ball next month for all those fancy sponsors. So a few of them will be attending a meeting we're having today. Apparently their all snobby high-class business people that only help the misfortune to gain fame. Honestly that's just pathetic, if I were them I'd be honored to invest my money to such a cause. 

I guess I have to dress up a little 'rich' today, I simply wear a mocha brown knee high dress with a small slit on the bottom, it's a little revealing on the chest area with thin straps which I accompanied with nude heels, and I leave my long wavy brown hair to cascade over my waist. This is the best I can do, I hope it's good enough. 

It wasn't necessary for me to dress-up but if I want to be taken seriously I need to act the part. 

Lectures were rather exciting today, I yearn to be as awesome as Gatsby. I take my time walking to the auditorium where the meeting will be held, I think about how freaking thrilling it would have when to live in the 1920's, while I'm lost in wonderland I hear someone call out my name. 

When I finally return to reality, I see the president of the charity event introducing me to some of the sponsors. To my surprise their lovely people or maybe their pretending I'm not quite sure but I continue making  conversation with them. 

That's when tall men with black suits and sunglasses walk robotically in, wow that's some entrance. 

It's only then I realize there's a man emerging from behind and he is immediately greeted by Mrs. Rosalin to which she hugs him tightly and pushes her annoyingly large breasts on his chest which causes him to roll his eyes and gently push her away. 

Once their done with small talk she kindly introduces the stranger to me, before I can met his gaze I stick out my hand to greet him, “it's you.” Is all he says.