Only The Past | Book 1

07

TAYLOR
present

Waking up with the smell of weed that I got a brief sniff of whist running out the door gone with not even a grain of the smell still around.

Still holding on to Angus. He is my teddy elephant my one of many thousand but he is my favourite he was in foster home with me, but all the rest are in the draw underneath my bed. But I sleep with Angus every night.

I kind of have an obsession

Feeling my pillow is still damp from the night before, the night of Triston's arrival and you can say I was fucking dramatic but imagine the only boy who has showed you the attention you love and crave loves you with all his heart or what I thought was his hole heart doesn't remember you or the name that he called you and only you.

It's like he took my heart kept it for years and then rekindle with me only to throw in on the floor and kick and spit on it right in fount of my face. He probably has no idea what he has done and I can't blame him for it... It just wasn't true I guess, any of it.

Opening my eyes after laying here with my eyes closed as the sleep on my eyes build up. Wiping the sleep away as I get up from my back and scoot the lean on the way with my knees crossed as Iris races up and down the room in her sliver bonnet that covers her pure hair, with her dressed in het sliver and white striped Dior pyjamas with her Winnie the pool slippers.

Seeing as she looks at her self in the mirror to see that her walk is perfect. Perfect for a model that's her biggest perfusion I mean this girl is yet so glamorous and yet so rich that she was... born to be famous. Loads of people don't know how the fuck we are best friends but who wants to be just like there best friends like that's so boring I wanna disagree and debate with my friends and that's exactly how me and Iris are and I find it perfect.

"Aaaa I can't get it right." She moans out alone, throwing herself on the floor as she turns her head looking at the sealing whist she carries on to moan underneath her breath. "What you have been doing it so well" I rely at her denseness. "Your meant to sway your hips." she says showing me the picture on one of the many vogue magazine that she had under she bed. "I am not doing that I am walking like a fucking stick man straight with no expression. No modelling agency gonna pick on me if I am walking like I am, I mean look at me I am never gonna be the new miss American or a model or god knows what."

"Iris sorry but your being fucking stupid, any agency would be so dam lucky to have you even in there presents because what you have to offer can last a life time." I say look her dead in the eyes with her trying her hardest to try to laugh. "I am going shower you get your towel ready so u can jump in when I am ready." I mutter over my shoulder as jump off the bed and kiss her on her four head before walking to the bathroom door. It's a thing we do every morning.

Taking off my red cherry and white lace two piece pyjamas at the same time as I flick my hair into a bun and reach at the top of the mirror to get my pink Leopard print shower cap. Looking at my self in the full body mirror as I indulge the way that my body is fulled with stretch marks. Before coming to Cruisenook Creek my only friend was food so I guess the memory of that time with be with me for a long time and just keep on calling.

Liam
Liam
Liam
And Liam

Stepping into the shower recollecting the night before as it all rushes back to me. Starting the shower with the cold water falling on my hand, standing out of the water so I can wait and have a shower with warm water. I have aways done that but I guess that means shower sex if it ever came around it would be hundred percentage off the table for me.

Bummer

My body running up and down my body with Head and and Shoulders soap running through my finger tips with it making bubbles all over my body the more I move my hand around. Leaving my hair in the shower cap, that is tied in a white hair tie. As I washed it yesterday.