Chapter 50 050
Amy's POV
I slowly descended down the stairs and finally got close to them. I took my time in studying the girl in front of me. We're not family but we look very similar. I'm not joking when I say we have similar facial structures, hair, eye color and even body type.
"What the hell is going on here?" I asked him, totally ignoring the girl.
I don't know why I felt this incredible amount of anger deep inside me. I couldn't stand looking at the two of them together. They were kissing which meant they knew each other. Damien is such a bastard.
Why do I feel like I don't need an explanation and I understand this situation perfectly? She looks like me which means I'm a substitute and she's probably with him. He really told me he was playing with me and I had some hopes.
"Amelia, what are you doing here? I can explain this to you but not now. Can you excuse us?" He asked me.
I scoffed, "Excuse you? Do you realize what you're saying? You're about to fuck another woman in front of me and you want me to leave?"
I couldn't hold back my jealousy. It was so obvious and it was driving me insane. I couldn't stand it at all. Everything I thought was going a little well between us was falling apart! I should be happy about this, but I feel angry instead.
He had sex with me just to reconcile with her? They must have been fighting before. I've heard he used to play with different women and now I understand that I was just one of them. I feel used and I think it's valid for me to be mad. I'm a Lycan, not just some kind of woman!
"Miss, I think you're getting things wrong here. You're the other woman and not me. I see you look so much like me, you must be my substitute. I can see Damien hasn't forgotten me all these years, he has always loved me." The vixen boasted to my face.
I wanted to scratch the skin off her face but I just held myself back. Maybe she was saying the truth after all and it was time for me to stop being delusional because there isn't anything I can do about it. It's good anyway, I can finally get rid of him.
"That's enough Carla." He scolded her. "Amelia, I promise you I'll give you an explanation if you just leave first."
I nodded, "Yes. I'm in no mood to eat breakfast here. You can continue, I'm going home."
I turned around to leave, feeling a sharp pain through my chest. It felt like I was being stabbed repeatedly. What's this feeling? There's no way I actually like Damien in that manner right? He's just someone I benefit from and nothing more. Mating bonds can be broken and we won't see each other again!
"Amelia–"
"Miss Carla, you're wrong about one thing. I'm no ones substitute and I'm genuinely ten times prettier than you. So the substitute is you." I said to her and went back upstairs to get the rest of my things.
Once I got to the room, I don't know what made me break down. But I knew he didn't care since his white moonlight is back, his first love will take all his time. Who am I fooling? Even if I am prettier than her, I was still a substitute for her. She's the original and I'm just a copy.
I managed to get my handbag and rushed downstairs only to find them all over each other again. He's not even stopping me from leaving, he's just watching me go. What a scumbag!
"Amelia, I didn't ask you to go home yet. Where do you think you're going?" He spoke up, making me stop.
"Should I stay here and film for you? I have things to do, I'm going home. I don't live here." I fired at him.
I wanted to hold in my anger but I couldn't. Right now, I was acting like a jealous girlfriend when I meant nothing to him. He promised to make me his Luna but I think that would change since his first love came back. I know better than to stay here and humiliate myself.
Lucas came in at this time and was confused at the mess he found. He looked between Carla and me, then back to his Alpha.
"Alpha, should I take her home?" Lucas asked Damien only to get a glare from him.
"No need. I can get home by myself. I know my way back, I don't think I want to be seen associating with you." I told him.
"Amelia!"
"Excuse you Alpha Damien. I won't waste my time here anymore. Goodbye."
And it's a real goodbye because he won't be seeing me again. The girl smiled at me like she won. It felt like I was nothing so I couldn't take the anger. I turned around and went to give him a resounding slap. I don't know where I got the audacity to do that.
Everyone gasped and he was shocked.
"Scumbag." I said and finally walked away.
I didn't understand myself anymore. Lucas followed me to give me a ride but I walked all the way. When I finally saw a cab, I got in without hesitation. I was able to let out all the frustration pent up in me.
It came in form of tears and I just couldn't control it.
"Scumbag! He's just a scumbag! Why should I cry for him? He doesn't deserve my tears!" I said to myself but I couldn't stop them from overflowing. I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it in when I get home so I stopped at a park close to home to let it out.
I thought I wouldn't be mad if he was with other women. The moment I saw him kissing her, I completely lost all my thoughts and I just wanted to kill him. Do I feel this way because he used me or because I'm just angry seeing him with others?
But what right do I have to feel like this. I saw Stacy running towards me. I already texted her and sent her a voice note in tears so she must be worried.
"Amy! What's wrong? What happened? Did that jerk hurt you again?" She asked me.
I sniffled, "He... He brought his first love back and kissed her. I hate him so much."
"What?"
"Can you believe he asked me to leave? He doesn't even want me anymore!" I cried.
"You mean... You're crying because you might not be with him anymore?" She asked me. "Amelia, are you sure you're not in love with him?"
What? Am I in love?