20) Lost...

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As soon as the plane landed I grabbed my shit walking off the plane. I didn’t check to see where my brother was I just wanted to get away from him.

I walked down the stairs and Carley was standing against her car with Harleigh and Leight. I walked straight towards my ‘pick me up’ crew but I was a tad upset that Riyan wasn’t there.

“Come here Boo.” Carlz said as soon as I was close enough I dropped my bags at her feet the tears finally escaping. Everything was so fucked up. I felt Carley pull me against her holding me I wrapped my arms around her neck.  I don’t know at what point the other two had joined in the hug while I cried on Carley’s shoulder, but it’s what I needed; was my girls to just let me cry and not ask questions just hold me. I didn’t even hear Cain drive off.

I finally pulled myself together pulling away from them all, putting my stuff in the boot and sliding into the front seat. I didn’t even notice it was raining till I was in the car. Nothing was going through my head. I had no idea if they were listening to music. All I could see was the rain running down the car window.

Just two weeks ago I was the happiest girl in the world now I was the girl in the reflection with no makeup on. Red puffy eyes, cracked lips. Red hair pulled into a messy bun on the top of my head. Wearing the most unco outfit; Grey Hoodie, pink cropped sweat pants and cheetah print uggies.

But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part is I didn’t give a s*** what I looked like. I didn’t care what anyone thought. I was just so caught up in the emotions I was feeling.

We finally got back to the dorms. And it was like I was a robot. I got out of the car grabbing my handbag, and suitcase from the car wheeling inside.

I noticed the girls all look at me with the same look on their faces it sat somewhere between pity, confusion and straight disbelief. None of which I cared about right now. I just wanted my bed.

I walked into mine and Leight’s room grabbing my blue beats plugging them into my phone and jumping on my double bed. Chucking my uggies on the floor and pulling my teal leopard print duvet over me.

Carley walked in but I ignored her lying down pushing play on Yesterday by Toni Braxton and Trey Songs. But as the light went off and I rolled on to my side I recognised the smell on my pillow.

It was David Beckham instinct after dark. Ashton’s cologne.

The last time I lay upon this bed it was with him. I decided to skip school while he had the rest of the afternoon off. We came back to my dorm cause all the boys went back to his house to play video games. We didn’t even have sex we just lied on my bed talking, watching jackass and kissing. But that was it. And it was amazing.

“F**K OFF!” I screamed throwing the pillow off my bed and my earphones off my ears. You could hear the song even without them covering my ears.

Carley turned her lamp on sitting up. “Boo?”

“Sorry.” I said sliding off my bed sitting on the floor. My knees brought up to my chest

“Boo?”  She said climbing off her bed by me

“Why do I feel like this?” I said tears leaking from my eyes.

“Cause you just had a rough as f*@k break up. And you’re arguing with your brother. You have every right to be upset.” Harleigh said walking in Leight right on her tail.

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