I slumped on my seat with both of my arms crossed, glaring at my glass of champagne while exchanging furious look with Amelia.
"Since when does a Queen need to wait for her minion?" I asked, not to anyone particular but I did expect an answer.
"Never, B. It's like a disgrace to the group," Fiona, one of the senior minions answered as she looked at the junior minions, probably either warning to them never to make the Queen wait or signaling them to contact the littlest minion.
"I thought so," shaking my head, deep down I was quite dissapointed. As much as I dislike Samantha, I expected more from her.
"You seem to be in a very bad mood today, B?"
Shrugging, I rolled my eyes as I sipped the champagne, "long story."
"Then make it short," Amelia looked at me with her 'I expect you to tell me now' look.
"Cyn is making me crazy, Rob won't leave me alone, I hate your boys! enough said."
"Touche, but all is fair in love and war darling. YOUR boys are making me crazy too, Marc well he's weird as for Erich, he's a psycho." Smirking, she took out my phone from her purse and handed it to me, "Here, you have 102 misscall from your beau and god knows how many other messages from him and Erich too."
Taking the phone, I looked through the messages and smiled at some, "He's so sweet!"
"Okay, I change my mind give me back the phone before you forgive those two idiots!" Snatching the phone, Amelia stashed it into her purse once again and looked at me with a triumph look.
"I loathe you," I said, pretending to be annoyed before looking at the main door to Samantha walking in. Here comes the little minion. "Your minion has finally arrived, the joy."
"I'm ignoring her," Amelia declared before looking through her bag, probably for her precious mirror.
"Hi!" Samantha said happily, not really realizing that everybody was annoyed of her lateness.
"Hi," my tone was b.itchy, I hated waiting and she deserves this anyway. Besides! at least I said hi to her, right?
Sitting across from Amelia and I, fidgeting with the napkin in front of her before slowly looking at me, "Um, Bella, can I talk to you in provate?"
I nodded, mumbling a reply before standing up from my seat. I stole a glance at Amelia who probably wanted to follow us if I didn't stopped her with my 'I can take care of myself' look.
"Why don't you like me? I don't think I've really done anything to you and I just don't want you to not like me." She asked but I knew she was quickly regretting herself, that's good.
B.itchy mode now, Bells. Come on. "You're always up Amelia's a.ss and I just feel like you're trying to steal MY best friend away from me," now that felt good, finally!
"Well, I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt anybody. I'm really sorry,"
I knew she meant it, but I was determine to make her understand the fact that I don't like her being with Amelia, I had to be a b.tch towards her, its now or never. "If you're really sorry, then maybe you'll stop kissing Amelia's a.ss and act the way you're supposed to. And that's what you are, a stupid minion, that'll never mean a think to Amelia."
Walking away, I glanced at her shocked face and almost felt sorry for her. Blame the protective and b*tch side of me, little S.
Deciding that it was probably best if I leave, I said my goodbye to Amelia and told her I'll see her later before leaving the restaurant. I wasn't in the mood for food or even gossiping plus Samantha's shocked face was bugging me. I had never felt this guilty but I had to do it, I didn't want to loose my friend to some new girl.
"Anna!" Groaning, I turned around to see Erich walking towards me with his usual smirk plastered on his face.
"Stop stalking me, Erich."
"Why? don't you love me anymore, Anna?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes, "No Erich, it wasn't love. it never was. Now please f.cking leave me, alone."
He stood in front of me, blocking my path before holding both of my shoulders firmly, "tell me, look me in the eyes and tell me that you never love me,"
I glared at him, his piercing blue eyes connecting with my eyes. "I never loved you, Erich Salvatore. Happy?"
"No, you're lying. I don't trust you," shaking his head, he looked at me as if wanting me to tell him that I was joking.
"Suit yourself, it was your fault from the start." taking his hands away from my shoulder, I walked away with tears threathing to fall. I was lying Erich, it was love but I've move on and you should too.