A Borrowed Cloths

Laura's

"Oh God, not again," I complained thoughtfully, gasping hard. I quickly came up with something which will cut in Amandas words, and could probably stop her from overthinking the situation. Because if I don't, she will end up talking about my dress over and over again. Ooh god she's such a blabbing mouth of a lady, I wonder if her mouth ever stops talking. 

“Wow you look beautiful Amanda,” I said, cutting in with my voice, which made Amanda shove her hair to the side as she replied with a sarcastic smile filled with pride.

“Well, I am always beautiful, thanks for the compliment tho.”

“About your dress, it looks great on you, where did you buy it from, please tell me the boutique you purchased it from, I will love to have same sample as this,” Amanda asked insisting. Which made me humph silently as I got more frustrated. 

"Ummmm, that shouldn't be the question now. Please, I can answer that later. Can I come in?" I asked with a grin, my leg already getting tired of standing and at the same time trying to avoid answering Amanda.

One word could lead to another that could delay the conversation, and from there, my husband might even come into view, sighting me with this dress from a distance.

"Yeah, sure, you can come in," Amanda replied grinning vigorously toward me. She moved her hands from the door, and so I got inside hastily.

Amanda offered me a chair to sit on, went to the kitchen, and came back with a coffee, which she handed to me.

"Take, Laura, feel at home," she urged softly as she sat beside me.

"It's new, visiting me. What's the problem? What exactly do you want me to help you with?" Amanda asked, somehow having a Hint on why I was at her house, which made me shrink my shoulders, trying to speak, but my nervousness was making fun of me.

"Well, I came back from the office, and I wouldn't want to get into my house with this dress Am wearing. I don't want my husband to think otherwise," I replied, forcing a smile from my lips, as I pushed my stare away. 

I knew what I had said was weird and unreasonable. How on earth could someone go to the office with such a short gown, like going for a stripping job? It was unreasonable to me as well, but that was the only thing I could come up with at the moment to tell Amanda. My head was so blank that I couldn't think straight.

Amanda's brow slightly raised as she stared at me awkwardly. I kinda knew she must have been going through what i had said over and over again, trying to understand the words, maybe she must have even figured out that I was lying. 

"Ooh, okay..." Amanda replied, dragging her voice upward as she suddenly turned it into something jovial.

"So what you are trying to say now is that I should help you with a dress more appropriate so you could use it and get home?" Amanda added, which made me shake my head desperately.

"Yes, exactly," I replied.

"Okay, I will give it to you," Amanda replied, patting me on the shoulders. “What are friends for!” she added, slightly adjusting herself on the sofa as she sipped on the drink on the glass she was holding. 

I gasped in relief. At least she was able to understand what I had said without thinking the way round, I just hope this shouldn't turn into something worse. 

Amanda stood from the sofa, which we had sat on, then went to her room and brought out one of her jean trousers with a top shirt. The shirt was a little bit short, which could slightly show my navel. The shirt was a pink shirt having a 3d design of hanging flowers arranged in an artistic way, and the jeans was pure black jeans with lots of pockets.

"Take this. At least it would help cover those sexy laps of yours," Amanda teased, which made me chuckle with a smile. 

"Thank you so much," I replied. "So, where can I change into this cloths?" I asked.

"Ooh, sorry, I forgot to show you the room where you can change. Well, over to your left is the guest room. You can change there," Amanda replied, gesturing her fingers to the left as she pointed towards a door. I stood up and walked hastily to the door, then got inside.

I pulled out the clothes on my body, then quickly changed into the trousers and the pink top given to me by Amanda. Well, it somehow looked good on me, but I felt uncomfortable. I wasn't a fan of borrowing things. In fact, borrowing has been one of the biggest disadvantages to my personality. I hated it since I was a child. Privacy was what I always admired throughout my childhood. but now finding myself in the act of borrowing twice got me gasping hard, but at the same time had no choice.

As soon as I was done dressing, I stepped out of the room to the parlor where Amanda was seated, staring at the TV. As she saw me, she quickly turned to take a good look at the dress as she spoke desperately, her eyes wide open with her jaw slightly dropping as she exclaimed.

“Wow, I'm stunned!” Amanda murmured, which I could slightly hear from where I was standing. 

"Damn, look at those hips! You look hot in jeans trousers compared to gowns and any other dress I had seen you with," Amanda said, getting stunned by my shape.

I could only smile at her words as I stared at her.

"Thank you, Amanda. Once I'm done, I promise to return it back to you," I replied.

"No, it's nothing. You could keep it if you want, by the way it looks perfect on you compared to how it looks on me," Amanda replied, shoving her hands into the air with a slight laughter.

"Uhhh well!!!, it's just for today I am using it, I have no intention of keeping the jeans and top," I replied. 

I walked out of Amanda's house with her watchful eyes on me. I could see her staring at me from the window hungrily. Ooh, gosh, she was so weird. 

“She sometimes behaves like a lunatic. I just prayed she won't discuss what happened today with my husband,” I thought to myself with a sigh. 

My mind was clouded with thoughts, my eyes narrowed with a huff as I walked forward to the front door of my apartment. I got to the frontage of my door, and just as I was about to push the handle down so I could get in, Caspian pulled the door open from the inside then stepped out. Our gazes immediately met, making both of us snapped.

"Ooh, you're back!" Caspian spoke first, excitedly as he stared at me.

"Yeah, darling, I'm back. Well, the work was stressful. I just hope my boss won't call me for something this urgent again," I replied, grasping as I looked away with a huff. 

"Yeah, he shouldn't do that to you anymore. Who is that boss of yours by the way? He must be stupid and silly for making you spend extra days in the office, while you shouldn't," Caspian said, slightly angry with a raised voice. 

"Well, come in, you need rest," he added, then adjusted from the door for me to step in.

"Yeah, sure, thanks for remembering," I replied, smiling nervously before stepping inside.