When you're broken, lost and got nothing left to lose... you become bulletproof.
Trying to fix your life back together after having it shaken upside down isn't easy. Getting used to normal when you feel like an outcast in your own skin, isn't easy...
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Song: Umbrella - Rihanna
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M A Y
We were in my dressing room, probably the most impressive room in my whole condo. It was bigger than my bedroom and my very pride. All my clothes, all my shoes and hats, and purses and jewels. It was like my very unique boutique and exposition.
And it keeps growing. Not only I would get sponsors for my Insta account if I wore they stuff, but I just love to buy -as cliche as that sounded.
It was therapeutic.
And I never repeat outfit, so that demands a lot of work -work that I love for once.
On my lowest days I would even get here just to take my mind of things. And my daily routine every Monday were most days the best minutes of the day.
Now I had brought Hailey here, apparently she was having an important day and I had offered her this forever on-going invitation to dress her.
Normally I would love to play the stylish, but today there was something off. Not only I was about to leave to support Riley and the team in their match in New York, but her date wasn't an usual date. Hailey and Marco were were celebrating the two-month-anniversary.
And I didn't like him. Therefor, I didn't like their relationship. And as much as I wanted her happy, I wasn't that sure Marco was the right person for him.
"So?" she wondered, putting on my white gold earrings. "I can tell your brain is fuming. What is it?"
"He stared at my boobs."
"Who?"
"Marco."
Her brows pursed. "Marco stared at your boobs?"
"The other night, I wasn't even wearing something revealing and his eyes were all over the place."
"You do have nice boobs," she sounded amused rather than concerned and I frowned.
"If he stared at mine what makes you think he doesn't stare anyone else's boobs?"
"As long as all he does is stare, what is the big deal?"
She can't be serious.
"I don't like him."
Hailey chuckled, waiting for me to hand her the light green satin shirt. It was backless and her favourite color, making it perfect to match her dress trousers and high heels. I was debating on whether should I let her my Louis Voitton. It was my baby, the closest I'll ever have to a child. I pet it in my lap.
