Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Leslie’s pov

Well I got through the engagement party thankfully. My face hurt from smiling so much and pretending to be so happy and in love. Matt was being such a devoted fiancé. Kissing me on the cheek every chance he got and holding me tight. I would have enjoyed it if I didn’t see him getting phone numbers and making plans with all the available women here tonight. I swear he can’t keep it in his pants for five minutes it seems.

I went looking for my mother to tell her I was tired and needed to go home before I passed out. But I couldn’t find her anywhere, so I went looking for Matt to ask him to give me a ride home. But even he was no where to be found. He was probably with one of the many girls I saw him flirting with tonight.

I asked around and a few people said they saw my mother heading to one of the upstairs rooms, so I went up to tell her I was leaving. I heard noises coming from one of the rooms and thought my mother and father might be in there fighting like they usually do. I was surprised to see her and Matt in bed together making love. I always thought something was going on, but I didn’t think they would do this to me. Here we were at our engagement party my mother planned and she was upstairs with my fiancé. I hurried and went out of the room, so no one could hear me and left.

I went back to my place and packed a few things then called a cab and left. I just couldn’t do this anymore. I had to get away no one seemed to give a damn about my happiness. It was always about them and what they wanted me to do. I hated my mother for everything she has ever done to me. How could you do this to your own child?

I hurried and took cash off all my credit cards and emptied my bank account and bought a car. I drove into Hollywood and rented a hotel room. I just couldn’t go back home and face them not yet any way. Here tomorrow I was turning thirty I can’t believe what a wonderful gift I got from them. My life is such crap. Happy early birthday to me I guess.

I needed to go buy some clothes since I didn’t bring any of the crap my mother would force me to wear. I was actually going to go shopping for the first time in my life. I was glad one of my babysitters from when I was growing up taught me how to drive. I drove myself to the mall, so I could go shopping by myself for the first time. I bought jeans, shorts, dresses, t-shirts, tank tops, sexy bras and panties. I never knew shopping could be so much fun.

After I was done I decided to go and get my hair cut and dyed. I was tired of the boring brown my mother insisted I kept it so, I thought why not trying to be a red head. I looked at myself in the mirror after they were done with everything and couldn’t believe how beautiful I looked. I didn’t realize I could ever look like this.

I felt alive for the first time in my twenty-nine years of life. I didn’t want the night to end so I went back to my hotel and got dressed in what I was told was something sexy to wear to a club then called a cab. There was such a long line I thought I was never going to get in.

I paid the cab driver and got out. This was so out of my comfort zone that I almost decided to turn around and go back to my hotel. I have never done anything like this before. My mother always told me that I was ugly and stupid. She would tell me that they had to pay Matt a huge sum just to be with me. They had to pay a man to be with me. Needless to say, I had zero self-esteem.

I looked at the girls all around me and felt as if I didn’t belong here. They were showing way too much in their practically see through dresses and way to short skirts. I felt out of place in my tight skinny jeans boots and tank top. I was surprised when one of the bouncers came up to me and told me as long as I promised him a dance later I could go right in. I of course said yes since he was one of the sexiest men I had ever seen. I was just shocked he would even want to dance with someone like me.

I got into the club and went and sat down at the bar because I didn’t know what else to do since this was the first time I had ever been to a place like this. The bartender asked me what I would like to drink, and I told him to surprise me with something fruity. Since I have never had even a sip of alcohol before I didn’t know what to order.

He came back with a drink and told me it was on the house. I smiled and thanked him. I took a sip and loved it. It tasted so good that I didn’t think any alcohol could possibly be in it. I drank it down and before I knew it there was another one sitting in front of me. By my third I was feeling pretty good and decided to go out to the dance floor and have some fun.

I felt so free. This was what I have been missing all along. Why haven’t I done this before now. Guy after guy came up and started to dance with me. I felt sexy and wanted. I can’t believe I listened to everyone put me down I should have known everything they were saying was all lies.