Chapter Twelve ~The Mall~

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"What the Fuck was that Noah!" I yelled at him as we walked towards the elevator.

"I wanted to go. Is that a crime?" He looked at me disgusted.

"YOU FUCKING WERE RUDE AS FUCK TO THOSE GUYS!" I said as we walked into the elevator.

"Did u see the way that David one looked at you!"

"DAN HIS NAME IS DAN"

"SEE YOU KNOW HIS NAME"

"oh wow Noah I know his name, that means we're going to fuck!" I said sarcastically.

He looked at me and rolled his eyes.

"I WAS JUST DONT WANT YOU TO GET HURT AGAIN!" He said.

The elevator door opened and I saw the little old lady sitting in her chair, she looked at both of us terrified.

I began to cry, tears spilled down my face as the old lady looked at us in concern. Memories of Brian and the ways he abused me filled my mind.

"Noah..." I said barely getting the words out.

Noah didn't say anything and just grabbed me into a hug. I was still crying as he hugged me tighter.

"I'm sorry. I love you" He said.

"I love you too."

"You ok?"

"Ya lets just go."

I wiped the tears from my face as we began to walk out the door. The old lady at the desk stopped us saying "you kids just broke my heart."

We laughed and continued out the door. I grabbed a taxi and we both entered. We headed towards the mall as I held Noah's hand.

When we entered the Mall it was huge, like absolutely huge. I was instantly overwhelmed. I looked a Noah and he smiled.

"Your welcome."

"Huh" I said.

"I brought you to the big one!" He said shaking his head.

"Oh well thanks!" I said jumping up and hugging him.

The first store we went into was Olympia sorts were I bought some new shorts and peach running shoes. As I was paying for my things I looked over at Noah. He was leaning up against a wall talking to a short blonde girl.

The cashier guy handed me my change and I continued watching Noah. Ya i know call me a stalker or a creep but he was my brother what could I say.

The girl had the shortest dress I had ever seen on, her bleach blonde hair ended just above her butt. She turned around flipping her hair and I got a little glimpse at her face. She was pretty, but plastic pretty. She had definitely applied way too much makeup. I watched as I saw the girl give Noah her phone. Great he was giving her his number. I sighed as I knew my brother could do sooo much better.

I walked over to Noah.

"Come on im ready lets go." I said.

The blonde girl looked at me in disgust.

"Sorry honey. I got him first." She said.

I looked at Noah and then at her. He was mouthing the words sorry to me.

"Well have you known him since birth?" I asked the bitch standing in front of me.

She laughed. It was the most evilest thing I had herd all day.

"No."

"Well I have. So move along I was here first." I said.

"EWW. How long have you guys been fucking?" She asked pulling her gum out of her mouth stretching it around her finger.

"She's my sister." Noah said.

The girl looked at us in disgust. I flipped my hair at her and walked away. Noah ran up behind me trying to catch up, I slowed down allowing him to.

"Sorry about that" he said holding the back of his neck.

"Who the fuck was that?!" I asked him.

"I don't even know some random girl." He replied laughing.

"Did she hit on you or vise versa."

"She hit on me."

"Ok then all is forgiven"

We both laughed. We continued shopping for about 3 more hours. When it had finally reached 7 pm we decided we should probably go to the furniture store.

We arrived at IKEA. To many options in this store it was ridiculous. We walked through all of the show rooms admiring how fun and decorative they were.

We had been in the store for 3 hours and I had ordered a good amount of things. Noah was tired, I could tell as I saw him stretch and yawn. I was also so I decided it was time to leave.

A cab picked us up and drove us back to the apartment. Noah helped me carry all of my shopping bags to my apartment. He kissed me on the cheek and wished me goodnight as he made his way to the apartment of his own.

I closed the door and leaned up against it looking at my painfully plain apartment with luggage bags in the middle of it. Hey at least there was a dryer.

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