Chapter 5 Let go of her!

Amelia went back to the cake shop and explained what happened to Mrs Bella. The woman was angry with her at first but she stopped after Amy offered her the cake refund money.

"Hello, Mr Gerald, I'm sorry your cake won't be delivered today. I promise it will be delivered first thing tomorrow morning, I'm very sorry for the inconvenience" Mrs Bella dropped the call and dismissed Amelia for the day.

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"I would love to try this dress" Amelia pointed at the floral dress she saw in Bukky's collections. It was a pretty and bogus dress. She hoped the money she borrowed earlier from Emily will be enough to buy the dress. She really hoped it will.

Just as she stretched her hand to take the dress, another hand snatched it from her. Amelia turned immediately, it was one of the sales lady.

"Excuse me ma'am, its a size 37 and won't suite you" the sales girl uttered fluently.

"I know....I just want to feel the textile, and ik sure there should be a plus size" Amelia replied, sounding unoffended.

The sales girl smiled. Her voice was not harsh, and it wasn't calm either. "Excuse me, this is Volintoin's latest design and it doesn't have a plus size, the highest size you can get is a size 37 which is this"

"Ohhh," Amelia retorts, in sheer disappointment.

"We have nice dresses for plus sizes, would you like to check them out?"

Amelia nodded, her eyes still on the pretty floral dress. She followed the sales girl to another section in the store. The dresses are all beautiful, but not as the floral dress she first laid her eyes on.

"What about this?" The lady asked.

Amelia nodded negativeky. She finally choose a sleeveless red long gown with sweetheart neck.

"Its three hundred dollars" she was showed the tag. The price was the exact amount of money with her and she was thinning she would be able to get both a dress and a pair sandal with the money.

"How about the volintoin dress, how much is it?" She asked. Her interest was still on the gown. She was thinking of writing a letter to volintoin's fashion line and request for the production of a plus size. It could only means more money.

"Volintoin's dress is just $6,000" the sales girl said Amelia gasped. She swallowed salivatingly into nothing.

"Its that expensive" she uttered.

"As it should" the lady replied.

Amelia blinked and paid for the one that suite her price range.

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She got home and fell on her bed, thank goodness her mother was not home, it could only mean no nagging, no one to remind her of her insecurities..

After a while, she started dressing up for the party. She had her bath and applied her cream after which she put on her under wears.

She wore the dress and it fits her perfectly.

She unbraided her mane of red hair and made it into a queen bee curls. Her face would have been more beautiful but her chubby cheeks.... It made her look like a pumpkin

She sighed and did her make over, it was so professional. She was really good at fashion, she paired her dress with a slivery sandal. It was the last gift she got from her father before he died. Amelia so much loved the sandals.

When she was done bucking her sandals, she sprayed on a nice body spray and applied perfume oil at the back of her palm and at the back of her ears as well as her neck.

She grabbed her back and went straight to Irene house.

"You look beautiful" Amelia complimented her friend. She look gorgeous in the evening dinner gown.

"You're not looking bad" irene replied.

Amelia gave a small smile.

They flagged a taxi and got in.

"Did you see Ares latest post on instagram! Amelia, you need to see it" irene said, in excitement.

Amelia's heart started beating fast, she could hear the sound of it.

ARES! Her worst nightmare, if she had the chance, she would kill him.

"Irene, I'm not interested in seeing his posts. And can you not talk about him beside me? Please, I don't want to hear his name again" Amelia uttered, fear course through her veins like electricity.

Irene sighed and kept quiet.

The rest of their journey was in silence.

They arrived at the party hours later, saying no words to each other.

"Happy birthday, Claire" Irene greeted the celebrant and picked a glass of wine from the tray the server was carrying around.

She left Amelia all to herself and went to mingle with others.

"Hi, fatty. Thanks for attending my birthday party" Claire smiled at Amy.

Amelia returned the smile and handed her a little gift.

"Thanks..." Claire said and Amelia felt her heart beating more than normal the moment her eyes met with that of Santos.

Santos! Ares partner in crime.

She blinked her lashes severely and felt the urge to leave.

"Are you okay?" Claire asked.

"I'm fine...I need to go" Amelia rushed out of the party to the hallway but was so unlucky to come across the devil she was avoiding.

Him, Santos!.

"Fatty, you look gorgeous in this dress!" He taunted her.

"Let go of me, Santos!" Amelia yelled, but because he is Santos, he didn't listen to her. He went around her, touching her dress in a flirty manner.

Santos bought out his phone and took several pictures of Amelia.

"Ares is going to have something to watch, fatty" he taunted and wanted to touch her dress again but a kick from behind threw him to the ground.

"Let go of her!" The voice was firm.

Amelia lit her eyes up to see who it was, it was whom she never expected to see.

Not knowing what to say, she stared at him with a heart, dauntless. It has been long someone fought for her, and because she doesn't know what if feels to be fought for, she lacks the rightful words to say.

"Are you okay, Fatty?" He asked in a cute boyish smile.

Amelia nodded positively. She wondered why he was so nice to her.

Her heart was pounding, and her palms were sweating.