That Girl

Chapter 33

*Ari's POV*

We went up stares to the apartment, and hurried in, running to our separate rooms and shutting the doors. I took my shoes off and my tights, tossing them on the bed and I went to Ken's closet. I looked around to see all the stuff he had, "Wow." I looked at all his shirts first, seeing sweaters, button ups, and t-shirts of different kinds. 'Probably from photo shoots.', I shrugged to myself and started searching. I looked through some sweaters because it was nearing fall, and it was becoming abit cold outside. I grabbed his black sweater with a white stripe across the chest and two on the arms. I then proceeded to look through his jeans and stuff, wondering if I could wear any of them. I tried on some black jeans that were made to be baggy and they fit. I pulled off my dress and looked to the mirror at the end of the closet; I saw all of the scars I had left on my self. I ran to the bathroom, gagging and when I got to the toilet I threw up, that's how bad it was. That's how traumatized I was by all the beatings I was given, all the scars I'd inflicted. I gagged on more stomach acid and I spit, standing up shakily and leaning against the wall. I'd never really looked at my scars, I didn't want to.. I walked back to where I had dropped the clothes and picked them up. I pulled the sweater on and since I still had the pants on so I just went back to the bathroom, and grabbed a hair bow, tying the back of the sweater up so I could put makeup on my scars. I covered them up, leaving the tattoo alone since my mom was no where near me and I no longer had a job. The shirt hung off my shoulders slightly, and showed off my shoulder tattoo. I inhaled and exhaled slowly, "It's alright." I repeated Ken's words to myself before I redid my makeup. I looked at my hair in the mirror and sighed, "This colour's getting old.." I said to myself quietly. 'Red..' I thought to myself and smiled alittle, I wanted red again.

*Candice's POV*

I grabbed Leo's grey, black, and white sweater (which was really big on me btw) and wore my ripped skinny jeans because he was so small that his jeans would have never fit. I grabbed a black snap-back and took my hair down out of the pony-tail, brushing out. After I straightened my hair back out I put the hat on backwards and fixed my makeup, since we all messed ours up due to crying. I put my boots on and looked around to see if I needed anything else, 'Omo~ we really need tonight..' I sighed thinking to myself.

*Cora's POV*

I looked around for forever before I could find a shirt of his I wanted to wear. I pulled, the white t-shirt that had small slits on each side and showed of my tummy alittle, off the hanger and pulled it on over my head. I straightened the colar and when I looked in the mirror I squeaked, thinking about the vine I'd seen of him in the shirt on stage, all sweaty and shiz.. It hurt. I flailed my arms before I pulled some shorts on, still wearing the black flats from before. I pulled my hair into a pony-tail and redid my makeup, smiling at how I looked in the mirror then skipped towards the door, 'Tonight's gonna be great!'

*Ari's POV*

We left after a moment of complimenting each other and went back out front to see the guys were all ready to go. I grinned seeing Jackson with a beanie on and a plain white t-shirt and black jeans, his Nike's were awesome as well. He wore a red plaid button up tied around his waist, and maybe a watch with some braclets on his wrist. He wore studs in his ears instead of the usual dangling ones, "Yah!" He waved at us and the others looked our direction, "Yah!" They all waved also, greating us as we walked foreward. 'Tonight, we ride'. I scoffed at my own thought as we all piled into the van and started our way to the karaoke bar.