I was heading to see my dear Erion win the horse battle. I had said I could not attend but I just wanted to surprise him. Then I saw her. A girl cheering for him I brushed my gut feeling of about her, she was probably related to him he mentioned he has a big family. Then I remembered I also had seen all of his family I had met them.
As I thought that I saw Erion lean into the concrete wall-not large enough to protect the person sitting in front, but good enough so nobody goes in the arena-They kissed. Not the small cheek kiss the full on lip kiss biting watch others lips.
Erion's face seemed filled with affection and it hit me, he never looked at me that way. Not truly. his eyes gleamed with true love, Those intense green eyes. His brown hair was a little sweaty from the horse battle, But still he somehow seemed not tired at all. Not for her.
The girl in the hand, was not facing me which somehow annoyed me. She had dirty blonde hair I could not see her eyes but I could tell she had brown eyes. all peasants like her did.
I stood there frozen in my knee high dress as the wind blew it and my hair. My face got red my heart pounding. I stood there for what seemed like hours.
Me. Amara Allistor had been cheated on by someone I truly loved, And thought he loved me. I was not going to be treated like a disposable toy.
I approached. My dignity is already gone and since there was nothing else to loose I decided to play the same dirty game.
Well I was no person to be fooled by, by some idiot. An idiot who chose a powerless woman over me. I saw a nice looking guy who was also resting in the small concrete wall. I approached and kissed him. Hard. I smirked a bit seeing Erion's shocked facade and the girls cheap dress with heavy cloth moved a bit.
Then I opened my eyes and saw Romeo Eyerise. Not him.Not my enemy to death. But my dignity is gone so I should do the best of this.
I kissed him again and he responded. I was not surprised for some reason. Me kissing my rival was somehow not the worst thing that could happen in my mind right now.
Then Erion walked this way.
I looked at Romeo, his red eyes shimmered not with the cocky look he always gave me. With an intense gaze. His Raven hair was sweaty from the horse battle, His cheeks red, his lip had a scar a tiny one I barely noticed now.
'He looked gorgeous.'
I scolded myself mentally the moment I thought that.
I looked at Erion's way, he was approaching. Veins popping as if claiming something that was his.
I was no longer his. I am not an object and none the less his object.