Amy, Are you OK_(0)

This was a 1,000 word competition entry…. enjoy


“Amy, Are you OK?”


Don’t you hate that question? Especially when you are trying to kid the world that everything is fine! Right now, 22 year old Amy hated many things but her deepest loathing was for her ex-boyfriend who, after 7 years, dumped her for a 38 year old tart. Just thinking of it brought tears to her eyes so she dried them and moved on. However, five minutes later in the bathroom, she looked at her bum in the mirror and shook her head, confident that her tight little arse was pretty nice. The same thoughts on the reflection of a slim, beautiful girl with flawless skin, pretty eyes and perfectly proportioned boobs. Her work attire of red shorts and white T-shirt (without a bra) looked great. She smiled and judging her ex’s decision, said, “Yeah he’s a dick!”


Back behind the counter at the bowling alley, Amy surveyed the empty hall. It was early but Tuesday nights were crap in the summer so she read her magazine. Shortly after, Maria, her boss breezed in. Amy admired Maria, an elegant, confident 34 year old who always looked after her employees.


“Hey!” She said brightly, “Busy Tuesday then?”


Amy sighed, “Yeah! Awesome!”


Maria paused. She’d seen it. Then it came!


“Amy? Are you OK?”


Amy started a rehearsed reply but her emotions let her down and she just started crying, managing to reveal that Chris had dumped her before her head dropped to her chest and the sobs took over.


Maria moved behind Amy’s chair and wrapped her arms around her, kissed her cheek and whispered comforting words in her ear, trying to hug the sadness away.