This is a long chapter so hope y'all enjoy! :) Ily
After about 20-30 minutes of torture, we were ready. I looked at Syndir feeling so insecure with her beauty. She really was pretty especially with the make-up. She was wearing the tight red dress that she had insisted I wear. It reached up to her mid-thigh and showed a bit of cleavage since it was strapless. Like hell I was gonna wear that... She had also chosen some black heels that look like boots and it matches the dress perfectly since black does go with everything.
But me...
"I look like a clown Syndir..." I said frowning at my reflection in the mirror. I had remembered about the dress my mom had bought for Syndir last year on her birthday and I just knew that would be perfect for me. It's white and has long sleeves making me feel a little bit more comfortable. But honestly... This wasn't me. I feel like someone else when I get dolled up. I couldn't let Syndir know that. She'd convince me otherwise.
"Seriously Vi?! Look at yourself! You look beautiful!" She squealed putting her hands on my shoulders from behind.
With a lot of protesting and arguing, I had finally given into Syndir doing my hair and make-up. Nothing fancy though... Is what she said! My eyes are covered in heavy black eyeliner and mascara! And don't get me started with my red lips!
"But... What if-"
"Hey! Don't start with the What if's ok? You look amazing and that's it. End of discussion." She interrupted me going to her closet. I looked back at myself sighing and hoping that I wouldn't catch anybody's attention. But I will admit... I like my hair straight.
"Come on! They have to be here some where!" I heard her yell from her walk in closet. Yeah that's right. Walk in.
"Uh... Syn?" I chuckled at her frustration. "What are you looking for?" I raised an eyebrow.
"For the- There they are!" She yelled excitedly pulling out the thing I dreaded the most.
Heels...
I widened my eyes taking big steps back.
"No! No no no no no no..."
"Yes yes yes yes!" She laughed inching closer to me.
"Syndir please! I'll do anything!" I pleaded feeling my back hit the wall. Fuck you wall!
"Too late! You're putting them on." She said throwing them at me which I just let them hit me and fall to the ground. Serves them right. Evil spawns of satan...
"Really Vi?! There just heels." She argued crossing her hands across her chest.
"Those things can kill Syndir! I.Am.Not.Wearing.Them. PERIOD!"
"We're not leaving until you put them on."
"That's fine with me." I smiled.
"Stop being a baby and man up!"
"One, I'm not a man and two, you know very well that I can not walk in heels!"
"I can teach you Vi."
"In 5 minutes? Yeah right." I scoffed.
"Can you please stop being stubborn and just put them on? You know you don't want me going by myslef..." She grinned knowing she had a point.
"You can defend yourself though..." I pointed out.
"Violet!"
"Fine!" I yelled in defeat. I slowly looked down at my enemies who were mockingly looking right back up at me. I bent down cautiously picking them up and scowling at them. Why were you ever created? I sighed moving to the bed and sitting down on the edge to put them on.
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Obsession
Teen FictionMaybe if she had never been bullied she might have never met the person she would soon have an obsession over.