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Amy sat alone in Dawn Marie's hotel room, lonely and brooding. Her brunette friend had already left, with Jay, to go to hang out at the club the blond Canadian had been raving about earlier.
Lately, it seemed to the redhead that Dawn and Jay were getting closer and closer. The two had been friends ever since they'd met, and Amy could definitely see sparks between them.
She sighed dejectedly at her thoughts. It wasn't that she wasn't happy for her two friends - but their budding romance reminded her of how her two most recent relationships had taken a nosedive. As far as Amy was concerned, she and John were definitely on the outs. He'd disappointed her way too many times, and in reality, the only reason she hadn't broken up with him yet was because she was afraid to be alone.
"Shit..." she muttered, fighting back the tears that suddenly threatened to spill. She was Amy Dumas - a woman who had never been so weak as to stay in a bad relationship for the sake of having someone! No - Amy Dumas was a strong person, with her own mind and ideas, who was not afraid to express herself, even if it meant hurting people's feelings. As long as she could remember, she'd never been the type of girl to sulk if she didn't have a boyfriend. She'd always prided herself on her independence - and on being a very 'me, myself and I' kind of girl. She was confident in herself in every way, regardless of whether she had a man in her life. And she'd always been damn proud of that.
But then... why did she feel so small and alone right now?
Amy sat up on the hotel room bed and raked one hand through her long red hair as she flipped the channels on the TV remote with the other. She wanted to find something funny to watch, something that would take her mind off her problems.
She scowled a moment later, however, as she recalled hearing from Dawn Marie that John was also going to hang out at that club tonight. She wondered if he'd heard she wasn't going or if he thought she would be...
Suddenly, the cell phone on the nearby nightstand started ringing, startling her. Amy reached over for the device to check the caller ID, her heart nearly stopping as she realized the identity of her person calling...
...Adam.
Without another thought, she answered, pressing the phone up against her left ear.
"Hello?"
"Hi - it's me," the blond man spoke softly from the other end.
The redhead felt her heart beginning to quicken in its beating, and she hoped her ex-boyfriend wouldn't notice any nervousness or excitement in her voice.
"Oh... hi," she said in an attempt to sound more indifferent than anything else. "What's up, Adam?"
The man sighed for a second, then went on.
"I hate to bother you - I know you must be busy or relaxing or whatever, but... Would you meet me outside the hotel? I really need to talk to someone, and you're the only one I could talk to about this..."
The redhead arched a brow at those last words. She wondered what exactly was troubling him - and why she was the only person he felt he could speak to about it.
"Um... Okay. Just give me a couple of minutes to change - I'm in my pajamas," she explained.
"Okay, no problem."
They ended the call soon after, and Amy quickly redressed into the clothing she'd worn earlier. Although she hadn't been planning on going out, her heart leapt with joy at the anticipation of hanging out with Adam...
Ten minutes later, the redheaded diva was dressed and making her way down the elevator to go to the lobby. Once there, she briskly walked for the doors that would take her outside the place - and to Adam...
He was standing there, leaning against the building, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket as he waited her her. Her breath caught at the sight of him, her pulse beginning to race. How had she ever broken up with him? Why? She'd loved him so much, and they'd been great friends. She wondered, for perhaps the millionth time, why she hadn't merely requested a break rather than a breakup between them. Maybe that had been all they'd needed, a month apart, so that during that time, cooler head would have prevailed, and each would realize how much he or she missed the other...
But it was too late to think of that - six and a half months too late... It hurt Amy's heart when it hit her that she and Adam were no longer a couple, but then, she had been the one to end the relationship...
The tall blond man looked up, turning his head in her direction. His handsome face looked serious, as she knew whatever he needed to talk to her about was as well, but then he smiled at her.
Her heart melted at that beautiful grin... She wondered how she was going to prevent losing herself as she spent
time with this man - with whom she was still very much in love...