I didn't sleep that night, I spent the entire night wondering what Natasha would be like. Would she be a fangirl? A stunning model? An awkward teenager? All I know is that I already have a strong dislike for her and I am overwhelmed in jealousy of her. Having been so close to the gates of heaven, but finding myself rapidly crashing back down to Earth.
Surprisingly, I must have managed to drift off to sleep at some point in the early hours of the morning. As I wake up, I find the door opening and hearing two pairs of feet coming up the stairs. I sit up in the bed, yawning and I swung my legs around, so that I could stand up. It's only when I walk over to open the door, I realise who is standing outside the door. I caught a quick glimpse of her through a crack in the door and I get the feeling like I shouldn't be here.
"Well last night was so fab! The girls and I had such a great time, you should really come out with us next time, I really want to show you off babe." Her annoying, smug voice fills the room as she wraps her arms around Phil, who is looking at his phone. "Yeah, I will next time honey. You know, Dan and I have a guest though and it wouldn't be exactly fair for me to leave." A 'guest'? Is that what I am reduced to now? Phil made it sound like I was in the way, like I was stopping him from having fun. Well, I didn't need him, I was once again hit with anger as I start throwing my clothes into my bag, just wanting to get out as quick as I could.
I must have been making too much noise, angrily throwing my clothes, as Phil calls out "Jess? Are you awake? Come out and meet Natasha." I stare at the door, using every curse word that I knew in my head. The one thing I wanted right now was for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. Instead I make my way over to the door, one step at a time and slowly turn the handle and walk out into the battleground.
My mouth must have dropped open and my eyes popped out as I saw Natasha for the first time, it was like seeing a celebrity in person. She didn't look human, she was visibly flawless. Her auburn, shiny, smooth hair bounced on top of her shoulders. She towered above me, dressed in a pale pink, slim fitting dress which had ended miles above her knees, showing off her golden long legs.
"Hi! I'm Natasha, Phil's girlfriend!" She beamed at me, already announcing her 'territory' clearly to me, not that she had to worry, and no man would choose anyone else over someone as perfect as her. "I'm Jess," I say quietly, feeling out of my comfort zone for the time on this trip. "How are you enjoying London sweetie?" she asks me, talking to me as if I am a five year old. "Its great thanks, do you live in London as well?" I reply, slightly stuttering over my words. "Yeah, I moved last year, but I keep pestering this one to let me move in!" She clings to Phil, kissing him on the cheek and even kicking one of her legs up and posing for a picture no one was taking.
Phil looks embarrassed as he replies, "well it's just that Dan and I live here, so it's a bit of a boy's flat." "Well, it's going to happen one day Philp! Mark my words!" She almost sings, running her fingers through his perfectly straightened hair. "I think that I'll get dressed if that's okay." I say, turning around, very much aware of my old hoodie and pyjama bottoms. As I walk away, I hear the sound of Natasha and Phil kissing, so I decide to walk a little faster so that I don't burst into tears.
Five minutes later and I am all packed and dressed, ready to leave, even though my train isn't due for a few hours. The door opens to the office and Natasha enters, smiling that sickening sweet smile, "you okay sweetie?" she asks, sitting down neatly on the end of the bed, facing me. "Yeah, I'm great thanks. I'm just getting ready to go, I think that I'll leave you guys to yourselves." "Got that right." I look up, shocked at her sudden change of tone.
She looks back with a harsh, cold, serious look, "I think you should run along now, and it's probably best that you don't come back." She stands up, right in front of me, intimidating me, "You think that I'm stupid? Well to inform you I'm not, I can see clearly what's going on here. You think that just because Phil let you stay over and that he was extremely nice to you, that you have a chance with him. You don't! You hear me?" I am forced to nod, trying my absolute best to not cry. "You need to go and never come back and stop texting Phil, leave him alone. Because that's what you are, ALONE! And you will always be alone." With that, she turns on her heel of her shoes and walks confidently out of the room, leaving me frozen still and devastated at the same time.