Chapter 2

Amelia’s POV

I tried my best to avoid crying on the ride home. I just looked out of the window and thought about the past five years, how Mike was the first long relationship I had and how all the vacations we took every summer made me love him more. I also wondered if he didn’t want to go on this vacation with me because of Kate or was it Kat? The tears were rushing down now and thankfully the driver was pulling up in front of my small apartment. It was nothing fancy like Mike's, but it was mine and I was going to get on my bed and cry for my life. I got down from the cab and spot my corolla with the stupid photo sticker of me and mike on the boot entrance. I walked to the car and tore the sticker out and cussed at everything I could think of. Why was Mike breaking up with me now? How many people have their lives figured out after three years of graduating college? I was going to answer those questions after I ate some Italian food. 

Once I got into my apartment, I went straight to the microwave and put a plate of something - not sure what the name was- in. After a minute, I served myself something that looked like grilled pasta and cheese? Would check that out later, for now I had to eat. I poured my ‘life sucks’ wine into a glass and headed to my bed to eat and drink. After wining and dining, everything that happened earlier replays and the fresh tears pour down without my permission. I realized that i didn’t climax during the sex, because he broke up with me right before i thought of climaxing. 

“You’re a sore loser Mike”, I scream out.

Who breaks-up in the middle of sex? Why did he even agree to have sex with me in the first place?

“Useless prick. Bastard. Ungrateful swine. I can get my shit together without you Mike.” I say amidst tears.

I would plan my life tomorrow, but right now I need to finish my bottle of wine and use my vibrator friend to ease the pain I was feeling in my heart. After downing the whole bottle of wine, I checked my closet for my vibrator. The conniving thing had dead batteries and I made a mental note to get more batteries tomorrow. I went to bed feeling tipsy from the wine and decided to sleep it off, from tomorrow i will reinvent myself. Amelia 2.0, I thought and smiled till I drifted off.

My phone is vibrating so loudly and I wonder who is calling me so early in the day. I pick my phone from the nightstand and it’s 12pm, five text messages of Emma and three missed calls from Emma. ready to toss the phone back on the stand and go back to sleep, it vibrates again.

“Hi Emma”, I greeted.

“Hey, where are you? Have you seen your i***a? I’m just outside your house. Buzz me in”, she is saying it all too fast, but I stand up to buzz her in.

I end the call and check my i***a, the first thing i see is mike and kate or kat taking coffee together with the caption ‘off to work with bae’. Who still used the word bae? Then the event of yesterday comes rushing back with a small pound of headache. Emma walks in on cue.

“I know yu’ve seen it Ame, what the fuck?”, Emma asked as she drew me into her embrace.

As soon as she let go, we went over to the cushion and I told her everything that happened without leaving a single detail.

“He dumped you while inside you? Fuck him” was what she said after i explained what happened.

“But, what is your plan Ame?”, “you know you have to start doing something though, right?” Emma asked with concern, and I loved her more for being here for me.

“You remember how I made all the chocolate cookies and cakes for our bake sale in seventh grade? I think I want to start my own chocolate pastry shop”, I told her, not believing that i’m finally voicing out what I want to do.

“Okay girl, that’s genius. I could help with the business plan and all of that. You just need some good money or investors to start”,she said with excitement.

“Thank you for checking up on me Emma, i love you. You can go back to work now”, i tell her, worried that she left everything to come support her best friend.

 “I’ll go now, but you have to promise you’ll not sulk but work on this idea and get it to me by tomorrow afternoon, so i can work on the business plan”.

“Sure thing best friend, thank you”

“I love you Ame, Bye”, she says and goes out, leaving me alone to face my new reality.

Looking around my house, I decided to clean up and take out stuff I no longer need that includes mike. After cleaning up, i shower and put on comfy shorts and a crop top then head to the mart down the road to get some groceries and batteries for my vibrator friend. I get back from the mart in less than an hour, grab an empty notebook and pen by my bed and write down the agenda for Amelia 2.0.

Amelia 2.0 agenda

No more committed relationships (flings only when necessary)

Start my chocolate pastry shop

Open a website for my shop

Travel more by myself, or bring Emma along

 Stop receiving checks from pops once my business kicks off

Be the best chocolate pastry chef in NY.

After writing my agenda down, I pop a bottle of wine to celebrate my new life. After the first glass, I pick up the notebook and start writing my plans for the business.

Ame’s Chocolate Shop

Location; city area

Space: moderate (big enough to have a place for me to bake and a space for showcase and customers to sit)

Rent: would have to find a space first

Employee: one or two for now

After I write it down, I take a sip from the second glass smiling at my accomplishment. It was already dark, so calling my dad might mean waking him up. So I text him instead; Hey dad, how are you? Mike and I broke up. But I'm okay now, promise. I want to start a chocolate pastry business and I need some money. I’ll check out some spaces tomorrow and let you know. Love you. 

Feeling relieved, I put some batteries in my vibrator and headed to bed. The climax calmed me and made me have the most peaceful sleep.