☆ ┊ 𝟶𝟷𝟸. heather

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︎︎. 💍 ׂׂૢ 🪽 -'๑'-🖤 ೄྀ࿐
♯︎ ❝︎︎ i can taste it
my heart's breakin' . . . ❞︎︎ ‧₊˚.

𓆩♡𓆪 ╱ CHAPTER TWELVE ━ HEATHER──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────────

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𓆩♡𓆪 ╱ CHAPTER TWELVE HEATHER
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BELLA turned off her alarm as she rolled over on her mascara-stained pillow.

last night was miserable. chad pretty much ignored her the entire night except for when they took pictures together for the tabloids.

she didn't understand what she did to deserve this. her life was falling apart lately and she didn't look forward to the day at all.

she heard a knock on her door. "who is it?" she sat up. "it's sebastian." he answered. "come in." bella ran her fingers through her hair.

"your mother wanted me to tell you to get ready—" he started. "are you okay?" he noticed.

"just peachy." bella started before she broke down. "oh bella." sebastian handed her his handkerchief. "thanks." she wiped her puffy eyes and red nose.

"you wanna talk about it?" he asked. bella picked at her blanket before she spoke up.

"i don't think i'm a good person sebastian." she looked at him.

"you're one of the best people i know." sebastian spoke honestly. "it doesn't feel like it." bella rebutdtaled.

"i love working for your family, your mom, and dad. and i think they influence a lot of the decisions you should be making for yourself." he started.

"just remember that this is your life and you have to live it only the way bella armani can, not how richard or mercedes wants you to." he stood up.

"because at the end of the day, when it's all said and done. your gonna have to live with the choices and the decisions you make and what person you become." he walked towards the door and grabbed it before shutting it.

bella yanked the sheets off of her and walked into her bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.

on days like this, she wished she owned a pair of sweats or shorts. but her mom only allowed her to wear dresses, skirts, heels, slippers, and nightgowns so she didn't own any of that.

except for the school-required tracksuits and sneakers for cheer. and that sleepover but that's because boys were around.

she sighed and went to her closet to find the best lazy outfit she could find. she decided on a chanel little black dress, a necklace; a dior bag with black socks to match, and pink chanel platforms. she did her makeup pallet of black and pink using her dior set.

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