𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 | Drew Starkey

13.

GUILT ON MY SIDE:

Maybe I shouldn't have done what I did last night. Getting mad at Drew that is. Yes he was being nice but over-dramatic too because to my surprise I did in fact fall asleep straight after.

See, told you I had a reason for doing what I did.

I woke up, no cramps, no headache, no stomach ache and I finally felt myself. I was still bleeding of course but I'll figure that out at some point. I'll find a way.

The cast had a premiere next weekend for a Netflix so they were all away picking dresses and suits from high fashion designers. They were gorgeous. I helped of course by FaceTiming both Maddison's with theirs.

I was jealous Elaine got to go, though. Just because she was Rudys current girlfriend. But I wasn't planning on dwelling or staying jealous because it wouldn't change anything.

Unfortunately I wasn't asked to go but to feel happy for the cast and what they'd accomplished. And I was genuinely excited for them, they deserved it, they work hard.

Skye: normal
Maddison B: italics

"I dunno bout this one, it's giving marshmallow" she swirls around smoothing the sides of the dress. It was white and weirdly round.

"Hmm I think you right" I agree "try that red one" I point to the sparkly dress behind her through the screen.

She spins around and picks up the dress still on the hanger, a designer helps her put it on. It was a slim fit dress that slowly puffed out at the bottom. Deep red with thin sparkles.

She grins at herself in the mirror behind her phone, my face admiring the dress on it, "oh my god, I love" she fiddles with her hair doing make-shift hair styles "I just don't know how to style my hair with the shape of it, ya' know?"

She was right.

"Ye your right" I agree "maybe a shorter dress?" I suggest.

"Then you could have your hair down to make it more fancy if you will"

"Ooo I like that idea" she points at me and starts looking.

"Oh- gotta go, send me pictures on messages!"

"Okay I love you Cee!" We blow each other kisses and I answer Madelyn's call.

Skye: normal
Madelyn: italics

"Hey mads! How's dressing picking going?" I ask

"Okay I have two" she held up two dresses, one in each hand. One dress is a deep-dark green colour that was slim with a soft corset to it. The other, silk baby pink that was a little extra for my taste. It had a skirt almost like a too-too.

"I know you hate pink and it looks like a ballet dress but on" she blows a chefs kiss and I giggle. "No I think it's cute, but I think the green looks hot and goes with your skin tone, ya' know?"

"Ye, your right" she smiles and puts the pink down, "okay thank you love you mwah" she rushes and ends the call. Suddenly I was a stylist?

But I loved still being included in it somehow.

I had a week an a half left in Charleston so I started packing bits around the room I wouldn't need or I'd already worn. I spent an hour tidying and cleaning the apartment before going out by myself for dinner.

Well, lunch

I craved Canes so I walked. When I got further from the apartment it was starting to get busy. So my anxiety dragged me back to the apartment without Canes.