Fabulous

Another going, another growing up, another finally becoming a part of the real world. That was how Alex saw it; betrayal of the single life. No more staying out all night till sun rise, doing the walk of shame and not knowing where you have been.

Alex was depending on her cousin Sean to stay single forever and go clubbing with her until they were too old to walk, but tonight she was attending his engagement party. She was pleased for him. She had never seen him so happy. Alex and Sean were not only cousins; they were best friends and were always there for each other. Sean wanted her as one of the bridesmaids, and because his fiancé and Alex got on really well, that wish was granted.

Alex was not particularly looking forward to the party tonight. It would be full of people she didn’t know. Alex didn’t have many family members left. Sean, being her cousin, had another side of family and friends. She had only met a few members of Sean’s family at his eighteenth birthday party. They did not really talk though. They were introduced and forgotten about. That party was ten years ago so Alex couldn’t even remember what they looked like.

As Alex would be a stranger to everyone she decided it would be best to make a good first impression. The only way she could do that of course was to make sure she looked absolutely fabulous.

Not only was Alex an attractive woman, she had style. She had never had any trouble meeting men before. She just never found the right guy to settle down with. Most of her relationships lasted no longer than four or five weeks. She always found out what they truly were: liars and cheats. She had completely given up trusting men. Tonight, Alex wanted to show she did not need man in her life. Her date tonight would be a bottle of the finest Prosecco.

She had bought a fabulous dress a couple of weeks ago from Ralph Lauren. It was red and made from the finest silk. The flowing material clung to her in all the right places and reached down to her knees revealing a pair of black Manolo Blahnik shoes. Being single and having money only to spend on herself, Alex could afford the best.

Alex straightened her long, black hair with her new, very expensive, GHD hair straighteners. She did not need any makeup. Only a little bit of mascara and lip gloss. Her olive skin did not need covering with foundation or blusher. As soon as she was dressed she looked in the mirror and thought to herself, “You look fabulous.’’

The taxi arrived promptly at six o’clock to escort Alex to the party. She could have got the bus, but she knows better than to go on public transport in these shoes. They’re too special she thought to herself. Anyway, they cost far too much to ruin on the rainy tarmac by the bus stop. If only the mechanics would fix her damn car!

The party was at a restaurant called, ‘Hugh Harris’. It opened a few months ago. Alex and Sean were invited to the opening night as they were friends with the owner and fell in love with it. They were there until dawn. The first room was the main dining area with lots of beautifully laid tables, perfect for a first date. The second room was reserved for private functions such as Sean’s engagement party. There was another room between the two which had a lot of comfy chairs and a bar. Alex was planning to spend most of the night in there.

“Alex!” Sean shouted. He ran over to Alex and gave her a great big hug.

“Hi Sean, how are you doing?” Alex said.

“I’m great. What took you so long?”

“I had to take a taxi and you know how long they take to get places. They always take the long way around.”

“Is your car not fixed yet?”

“No, I have to go down there on Monday afternoon to pick it up.”

“Well at least you’ll have it back.”

“Hopefully. It all depends on the hangover after tonight! I plan on having one tomorrow.” they both laughed.

Sean escorted Alex to her seat. As she was a bridesmaid she was seated at the head table. Before she sat down she was introduced to the best man.

“Alex, this is my best man Matt. Matt, this is my fabulous cousin Alex I was telling you about.”

“Nice to meet you.” Alex said.

“Nice to meet you too.” The handsome best man said, reaching out to shake Alex’s hand.

Alex was stunned. She had never seen a man so handsome. His expensive suit went very well with her expensive dress, making Alex stare at him even more. “Your seat is right here.” Sean led Alex three seats away from the handsome man. He had to dash off to meet more arriving guests, leaving the two to get acquainted.

“You’re one of the bridesmaids?” Matt asked.

“Yes I am. Why?”  Alex replied.

“I thought you were Sean’s cousin.”

“I am but me and Tiffany get along really well so she asked me if I wanted to be bridesmaid and I said yes.”

“That’s really nice of you.” He smiled. “So, where’s your date for this evening?”

“Oh, he’s at the garage, something wrong with his engine.” Alex laughed.

“I hope you’re talking about a car.” He laughed.

“Yes, I am. I don’t have a date I’m afraid.”

“Oh, well you know what that means?” he asked.

“What does that mean?” Alex asked, curious.

“You’ll be stuck talking to me all night. I don’t know anyone here so you’ll have to introduce me.”

“I only know Tiffany, Sean and his parents. I’ll be useless at introducing you around.”

“Oh, so you’re a distant cousin then or what?”

“Something like that. It’s a very confusing family. It confuses me sometimes.”

Matt laughed and got into a deep conversation with Alex. That is until the happy couple sat down for the meal and blocked their views of each other.

After the meal was over people started to dance. It wasn’t the crazy drunk dancing that Alex was used to, but the slow couple dances that make people fall in love with each other. Alex wasn’t up to it; it wasn’t her kind of dancing, far too corny.

“Would you like to dance?”

Alex turned around and it was the handsome suit man whose name she had forgotten somewhere around the fourth glass of wine. He held out his hand. She looked to the dance floor and saw her cousin dancing with his fiancé looking happier than she had ever seen him. She took another drink of her wine.

“Well?” he asked.

“Yes, ok.” Alex finally replied. She held out her hand and he escorted her to the dance floor.

What am I doing? Alex thought. Do I want to fall in love with this gorgeous man? Or do I want to carry on living my life? Men are deceitful liars and cannot be trusted. Matt took Alex’s hand and held her by the waist and moved gently to the slow music.

“So, Alex.” Matt began.

“Yes?” she replied, resisting temptation to look into his greey eyes.

“Is there a special man in your life?”

“No. I’m living the fabulous single life.”

“So, is there room in your fabulous life for a fabulous man?”

“There could be.” She fell to temptation and looked in to his eyes. “Why do you know someone who could be interested?”

“I might have someone in mind.” He said, holding her close gazing deep into her eyes.

She knew it was coming, he knew it was coming; the entire room could have known it was coming, but she did not care. Both of their eyes slowly began to close, and as their lips slowly met, Alex knew she wanted more.

“What the hell is this?” a woman in a black dress shouted at them both.

“Excuse me?” Alex said, looking at this rude woman who dared to interrupt this passionate moment.

“Darling, what are you doing here?” Matt asked, taking a sudden step back away from Alex and almost throwing her in to the waiter passing by. “I thought you couldn’t come.” He said with a shaky voice. Panic had taken over his perfect face; he knew he was in serious trouble.

“Well I could, and good thing I did. Otherwise who knows what you would have done with that slapper.”

Alex had no words. Once again, she had let herself be fooled by a man. Even now as he looked at her with apologetic eyes which were secretly screaming ‘SAVE ME’, she felt nothing for him. Just shame for herself that once again she had fallen for another liar disguised in an expensive suit. She was not even upset by being called a ‘slapper’ as she figured arguing back would have made things worse. She went to where she had been sitting and grabbed her bag. As she walked out she could hear them arguing still. Not only had she been lied to, but his wife had too, and Alex felt sad for her. Alex wondered, ‘Where are all the decent men?’

 

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