Chapter 11

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Lavender

Eli pulled out a light blue sundress from the wardrobe. The sleeves were short and puffy, it looked like it would fall just above my knees. It had fake buttons up the front, and had little flowers all over it. He held it against my body, as though he was trying to picture it on me.

"Wear this, and the white sneakers. I think it would look perfect on you." I took the dress from him, and walked over the mirror, holding it against my body.

"Do you think this will look okay?" I questioned. I've never worn something like this, I don't even know the last time I wore a dress. He walked up behind me, meeting my eyes through the mirror, gentle placing his hands around my waist.

"I think it will look perfect on you Lav." He softly kissed my head softly. "You get changed. I'll be waiting for you." He spun me around and kissed me softly before walking out of the bedroom. I was left to get ready, deep in my own thoughts.

"I get to choose who I want to be." The thought of reinventing myself, becoming everything I've ever wanted filled my mind. I could decide my style, my image, my passions. I dont have to convert to being something to please those around me. I've been given the chance at a new beginning.

I placed the dress on my bed, and laid down beside it. I began to envision the possibilities in front of me. The dress itself is not something I've ever considered wearing, it's fun, free and wild. I've always felt trapped by impending doom I felt surrounded with. My past never equated to a future of any kind, only dreams and unrealistic desires. I sighed, looking over at the dress Eli had pulled from the wardrobe, nervous to put it on. What if it doesn't suit me? What if I look ridiculous? My eyes closed, and I took a deep breath in.

"Lavender. Lavender Scarwood. Vampire, and Witch. Special. Talented. Extraordinary." I whispered as I clutched it to myself, building the courage to get up and put it on. "You will be great. You are everything you've ever wanted to be. This is your opportunity to change your life." I let the words flow out of my mouth, knowing that if someone had heard me they would have probably thought I was crazy.

I stood up, and changed into the dress. Walking into the bathroom, I looked at the counter to see what I could use. I found a curling iron to curl my hair with, being cautious to not burn myself. Laughing to myself as I realized that if I did, I probably wouldn't feel it. I found a small case of makeup, not exactly my type, but I'm sure we could pick up more while on the city on this shopping spree. I pulled out a purple tube of mascara, a nude lipstick and some light shimmer eyeshadow. I took my time applying the makeup, I have never done my makeup before, but I was shocked as I looked in the mirror. I saw myself all done up, looking fresh, alive and I felt confident.

I put everything away, before putting on a pair of white trainers. Taking a final look in the floor length mirror, and decided that I was happy with the outcome of my look. Although it is simple, it empowered me in a way I have never felt before. I felt beautiful and confident. I could take on the world without messing up my lipstick. I turned from the mirror, taking another deep breath before turning the handle on the bedroom door and walking into the corridor.

"Holy shit." I heard a gasp coming from behind me. I turned around to see Eli, leaning against the wall. His hair fell around his face so effortlessly. He had a pair of dark washed cuffed jeans on, and a white tee shirt covered by a long sleeved, black button up that was left undone. Looking at his feet, I noticed he had an almost identical pair of white trainers. I felt like I was melting when I looked at him.

"I must say, I think we clean up nice huh?" I smiled, extending my hand hoping he'd grab it.

"I don't know about me, but I can say you look absolutely stunning." He smiled as he grabbed my hand, and pulled me in for a hug. I found so much comfort in Eli. He smells like a mix of vanilla, woody and earth. It compliments him in a way I never thought a smell could compliment someone.

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