Torn To Shreds • Sequel to Joining Dance Moms

Chapter 10

You walked to the bathroom during F&8.

You walked intone bathroom, and stared at your reflection in the mirror.

You sighed, and slashed down water on your face.

When you came up, you jumped.

Eliza was standing there.

Smirking at you.

"Wh-what?" You stammered, backing up.

"Oh nothing. I just wanted to talk." She said, with an evil glimmer in her eyes.

"Wh-what about?" You asked, as she inched closer to you, making you more and more nervous.

"Just about dance, friends, boys - particularly Josh."

A shiver ran up your back, and you started breathing heavily.

"Look, you need to back off," she spat, "Josh likes me. And you're just in the way."

You rolled your eyes, regaining confidence.

"Oh please," you snapped, "one girl already tried that. She failed."

Obviously, you were talking about-

"Jess. I know. But I'm not her." Eliza smirked.

You stared at her in shock.

"How do you know that?" You asked.

"She's my cousin."

"Since when?"

"Since my mom and dad were happily in love, and they wanted to-"

"Ok, I don't need those details." You said.

"Anyway," she continued, "watch your back. 'Cause I'm in town now."

"Are you trying to ruin my life?!" You let out a sob.

"That's the thing, (Y/N)," she said, "I dork care if I ruin your life. I always get what I want."

Then she stormed out.

You sighed, and stared at your reflection in the mirror.

Things have changed.

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You walked back into F&8 and sat next to Jake.

You started chewing on your nail, as Jake talked.

"So will that work?"

"What?" You asked looking up.

"I asked if you wanted to work tonight."

"Oh um sure." You mumbled, looking at your shoes.

"What's wrong?" Jake asked, putting his pencil down.

"Nothing." You murmured, picking at your sweater.

"Seriously." He said.

"Just some girl drama."

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At rehearsal, you didn't have another panic attack, but you did start crying.

Abby had Eliza learn your part in the duet, and you just completely lost it.

You sobbed to your mom, and she really let Abby have it.

But no matter what your mom did, nothing would change.

You got home, and Jake was waiting on your doorstep.

"Shall we work?" He asked.

"Sure." You mumbled, walking up to your room.

You two worked on the project, and got a lot done.

"Bye." You mumbled, as he walked out the door.

After the events of the day, you just wanted to curl up in a ball, and watch Netflix.

You put on Pretty Little Liars, and re-watched the episode you were in.

You looked so happy, but yet so dark (the acting of course).

You looked so care - free as Aria.

Now everything was being taken away from you.

You sighed, and turned off the TV.

You pulled the covers over you, and went to sleep.

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