El's POV
I look gorgeous.
...how I feel is something else.
Max left me in my room to change.
Her and Joyce are waiting for me to come out.
Hopper and the rest are helping prepare the party.
I don't want to come out.
I have a gorgeous dress.
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My hair is down and looks amazing.
My makeup is subtle but gorgeous.
I'm wearing my dream heels.
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The Saint Laurent YSL heels in sparkly black.
I look amazing.
But why do I feel...
That's the problem...
I don't.
I miss the pain in my chest.
The voices.
The feeling.
I'm numb.
I look at the blade on my dresser and sigh.
One cut can fix it all
I walk backwards and take a deep breath before walking out the door.
"Oh my gosh! You look unreal!" Joyce squeals.
Max smiles as she takes the dress in, "you look amazing."
I force a smile and laugh.
"I feel amazing." I lie.
I've gotten a little too good at doing that.
"You know...if I wasn't your best friend, Lucas would be worried I'd dump him for you." Max says as she adjusts a strand of my hair.
I laugh.
It's not real.
None of this feels real.
Joyce looks like she's on the verge of tears.
"You've grown so much." She says.
'then why do i still feel like a scared little girl who just want her brother to tell her everything is gonna be ok?'
I hold back tears.
Max and Joyce hug me, they think it's tears of joy.
I let them think that.
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Is This Love?
Fanfiction*TRIGGER WARNING* *ABUSIVE RELATIONSHIP* When El is about to ditch school, she finds someone beat her to it. They brush it off and move on to go to there destinations. Little do they know that this would not be the last time they would see each othe...
