𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐒

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𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘, 𝗗𝗥𝗨𝗚 𝗨𝗦𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘, 𝗔𝗟𝗖𝗢𝗛𝗢𝗟 𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘

𝙺𝙸𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙳𝚈

Kathleen's dad dropped us off at the very edge of Forest Hill's trailer park after Kathleen practically forced him too, stating 'dad, you'll embarrass us if you pull up outside of the trailer.' Poor guy looked like he was about to burst into tears.

I helped her walk to Eddie's home as she decided to wear heels which made her ankles fragile as fuck. She obviously forced me to wear them but luckily I chose thicker heels so I didn't fall and die.

She wore a black frilly skirt that had a pink leopard print strap top tucked into it with the necklace I had bought for her and some knee high black heeled boots. I on the other hand, was wearing a black blazer with a plain white v- neck top underneath, showing a bit of cleavage. It was tucked into some of my blue washed jeans and some white, thick block heeled boots that finished just above my ankle.

"Do you know if Barb will be here?" She asked as I held her hand, walking towards the trailer a few metres away from us now. "I mean, I'm not bothered or anything.." she shrugged her shoulders casually, as if her words were truthful.

"I don't know, Kathleen." I replied with a small smile, not wanting her to ruin her own party by worrying what Barb was and wasn't doing tonight. I knew damn well what Barb had been doing but I couldn't tell Kathleen, I couldn't break her anymore than she was already broken. "I didn't invite these people, Steve did." I let her know, walking up the steps to the front door.

"Steve?!" She yelled loudly. I smacked her arm and scolded her. "Why would you allow Steve do to something like this?" She hissed at me in now whisper, mortified by my choice of party planner.

"Because, he's got so many friends." I smiled evilly at her and opened Eddie's door, letting her walk in first.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" the crowd called out as they noticed our arrival, popping the party poppers, champagne and foil party blowers. Kathleen hid her face in her hands and blushed, her makeup not being able to hide the redness spiralling around her cheeks.

"Oh! Thankyou!" She called to the kids in front of her sheepishly. I nudged her forward to get her moving so she wouldn't stand at the door all night. She nodded and walked over to a bunch of girls all smiling and waving at her as I approached Steve, Eddie, Andrew Davidson and a few other lads stood around the kitchen.

"Hey." I smiled and greeted Eddie from besides him. He had a red cup in his hand, hovering in front of his lips as his eyes looked to the side to see me. He lowered the cup with a smirk.

"Hello, princess." His eyes bore into my skin as he admired my choice of outfit. "Why do you look like you're going to a job interview?" His eyebrows raised as his lips curled into a smile, teasing me.

"I am, after this." I mocked back. "Got an interview with this guy; Names Mr Munson or something, i don't know. He's really attractive though, like, hot as fuck." I smirked up at him before leaning over the table and grabbing a cup for myself, filling it to the top with some fire whiskey.

"You are not drinking that." Eddie demanded and grabbed the cup from my hand, swapping it with his.

"That's not fair!" I exclaimed highly, trying to get the cup back from him. "I don't want any of this cheap Walmart alcohol!" I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest.

"You just poured yourself a trip to the fucking hospital, Kimberly. You're not drinking it." He refused to give me the cup back. I groaned and took my blazer from my body, walking down to Eddie's room which he had locked and throwing it on his bed.

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