Arial.
It was a small comfort when she spotted a few other ladies with full figures, but there were far more slim women, who looked more attractive with their more elegant figures.
I have two wonderful men who love me the way I am. They or their brothers aren’t embarrassed by me. If they’re okay with me, I’m okay with me.
She hurried into the bathroom. On her way out a woman stepped into her path. “Oh, excuse me.” She tried to move around her, but found the woman continued to block her.
“Leaving so soon?” Arial realised it was the same woman from earlier, Becky? No, Belinda.
Arial shook her head. “No, I’ve just come from the bathroom.”
“You know it won’t last.”
“Excuse me?”
“You and them. Rich, handsome men and a poor, fat little redhead.”
The woman sneered. “Do you really think someone like them could care for someone like you?” Belinda’s cold gaze raked Arial up and down. “You could stand to skip a few meals. I did hear there was a food shortage in some countries, now I see why.”
Shocked, Arial’s mouth fell open.
“Don’t look so surprised dear.” With a toss of her fake, bleached blonde head, she continued. “Fat women trying to impress men like Ben and Steve, men who are clearly far above you. Don’t fool yourself, I’m sure they’ll get over their pity fuck for the fat girl soon enough and move on to better things. Oh, those boys were always too kind for their own good.”
Arial’s heart pounded faster at the woman’s attack, but she stood her ground as old emotions of worthlessness sprung to the forefront.
Facts, not feelings, Arial, the woman is jealous and trying to make me feel less than I am.
A possessive anger raced through her veins. The little bitch was after her men; no way was she going to let her have what belonged to her.
“How hard was it to get into that dress anyway? You look like a piece of fat rump steak shoved into a sleeve. You’re a pathetic excuse for a human. Clearly you’re undisciplined with your weight. Can’t you see how your disgusting people around you with your fat arse.”
The words cut deep and Arial struggled to keep her breathing even as she spun on her heel to stride away from the blonde’s poisonous words only to come to a jarring halt at Belinda’s cruel laugh.
“That’s it, fat girl, go ahead and run, leave the real men to the real women here. I doubt they’ll ever even know you’re gone! I sure won’t miss out on the opportunity.”
Never again would she let someone make her feel worthless even if she didn’t like confrontations and trembled. Arial didn’t back down. She wasn’t the same timid woman to let others tread over her and abuse her. She grabbed a drink out of a passing man’s hand and threw it into Belinda’s face.
Belinda shrieked in outrage as the blue coloured drink dripped down her face. “You-you—”
“No, you listen up,” Arial snapped. “I’ve had it with people like you thinking I’m not worth anything because of my weight, or I don’t measure up to someone else’s standards. It’s you I feel sorry for. It must be difficult to hold on to any man.”
Arial waved her hand towards the woman’s over inflated breasts. “I’m sure your fake boobs, fake tan, fake hair and skeleton figure can pull men, but I doubt you’ve had a loving relationship, or one which lasted longer than the span of your emaciated waist size. I have two amazing men who love me for who I am. Yes, listen clearly, bitch. Ben and Steve are mine, mine! I am keeping them and no artificial, primped up diva will take them from me! For the love of god go eat some damn carbs. You look like a third world refugee. Oh, and just so you know, real men like meat on the bone and can handle the curves, you ditzy bimbo!”
She backed up and bumped into something solid. Strong familiar arms wrapped around her. It was only then she realised the club was silent. She glanced up to see Steve’s furious face, but he
It was a small comfort when she spotted a few other ladies with full figures, but there were far more slim women, who looked more attractive with their more elegant figures.
I have two wonderful men who love me the way I am. They or their brothers aren’t embarrassed by me. If they’re okay with me, I’m okay with me.
She hurried into the bathroom. On her way out a woman stepped into her path. “Oh, excuse me.” She tried to move around her, but found the woman continued to block her.
“Leaving so soon?” Arial realised it was the same woman from earlier, Becky? No, Belinda.
Arial shook her head. “No, I’ve just come from the bathroom.”
“You know it won’t last.”
“Excuse me?”
“You and them. Rich, handsome men and a poor, fat little redhead.”
The woman sneered. “Do you really think someone like them could care for someone like you?” Belinda’s cold gaze raked Arial up and down. “You could stand to skip a few meals. I did hear there was a food shortage in some countries, now I see why.”
Shocked, Arial’s mouth fell open.
“Don’t look so surprised dear.” With a toss of her fake, bleached blonde head, she continued. “Fat women trying to impress men like Ben and Steve, men who are clearly far above you. Don’t fool yourself, I’m sure they’ll get over their pity fuck for the fat girl soon enough and move on to better things. Oh, those boys were always too kind for their own good.”
Arial’s heart pounded faster at the woman’s attack, but she stood her ground as old emotions of worthlessness sprung to the forefront.
Facts, not feelings, Arial, the woman is jealous and trying to make me feel less than I am.
A possessive anger raced through her veins. The little bitch was after her men; no way was she going to let her have what belonged to her.
“How hard was it to get into that dress anyway? You look like a piece of fat rump steak shoved into a sleeve. You’re a pathetic excuse for a human. Clearly you’re undisciplined with your weight. Can’t you see how your disgusting people around you with your fat arse.”
The words cut deep and Arial struggled to keep her breathing even as she spun on her heel to stride away from the blonde’s poisonous words only to come to a jarring halt at Belinda’s cruel laugh.
“That’s it, fat girl, go ahead and run, leave the real men to the real women here. I doubt they’ll ever even know you’re gone! I sure won’t miss out on the opportunity.”
Never again would she let someone make her feel worthless even if she didn’t like confrontations and trembled. Arial didn’t back down. She wasn’t the same timid woman to let others tread over her and abuse her. She grabbed a drink out of a passing man’s hand and threw it into Belinda’s face.
Belinda shrieked in outrage as the blue coloured drink dripped down her face. “You-you—”
“No, you listen up,” Arial snapped. “I’ve had it with people like you thinking I’m not worth anything because of my weight, or I don’t measure up to someone else’s standards. It’s you I feel sorry for. It must be difficult to hold on to any man.”
Arial waved her hand towards the woman’s over inflated breasts. “I’m sure your fake boobs, fake tan, fake hair and skeleton figure can pull men, but I doubt you’ve had a loving relationship, or one which lasted longer than the span of your emaciated waist size. I have two amazing men who love me for who I am. Yes, listen clearly, bitch. Ben and Steve are mine, mine! I am keeping them and no artificial, primped up diva will take them from me! For the love of god go eat some damn carbs. You look like a third world refugee. Oh, and just so you know, real men like meat on the bone and can handle the curves, you ditzy bimbo!”
She backed up and bumped into something solid. Strong familiar arms wrapped around her. It was only then she realised the club was silent. She glanced up to see Steve’s furious face, but he
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