The following morning, I got up and walked to the bathroom. Natalie and I had decided to hit the mall and she was picking me up in an hour. I swiftly stepped into the shower and turned on the water. The minute the hot water hit my face, my bruise started to sting again. I ignored the stinging sensation and continued to take a shower. After about 10 minutes, I was finished. I walked back to the room and picked an outfit. I decided on a white crop top, white ripped jeans and all white Adidas zx flux. I got changed and walked to the dressing table. I decided to just brush my hair and leave it down. I then started on my make up. I didn't usually wear any make up but since I had that bruise; I had to. I put some foundation on the bruise and headed downstairs.
Christian was sitting on the couch, holding my phone in one hand and a blunt in the other. "Who did you have dinner with, two days ago?" He asked while scrolling down all my recent text messages. I hated it when he did that.
"Natalie, I already told you" I replied.
"Who di-" He started but got cut off by Natalie's car horn. I quickly snatched my phone out of his hand and walked out of the house. I closed the door and walked towards Natalie's car. She gave me a weird look as I got into the car. "What happened to your face?" She asked. Damn, I thought I covered that bruise. "I fell down" I replied, lying straight through my teeth.
"He did this to you, didn't you?" She asked. "You need to leave him, he's dangerous" She told me.
"You don't tell me who I have to be with and who I don't have to be with, you're not my fucking mum" I yelled.
I meant it; she had no damn right to interfere in my love life. "Have you not seen the news?" She asked me.
"No, what happened?" I asked.
"He's all over the news" She said as she got out her phone. She showed me a article on a news website. I looked at the title and it said: Local Drug Dealer Wanted For Attempted Murder. I looked over at the picture in the corner and it was a picture of Christian. I was so lost; so confused. What crowd had I gotten myself involved with?
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Scarred Love
RandomTamera Tucker was only 17 and she was not living the easiest lifestyle. Her mother died from cancer, forcing her to move in with her father and his new fiancé in California. Although her father was practicality the richest man in the state, she did...
