𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 everyone knows who she is. Worldwide model, covered in many vogue magazines, walked catwalks, and runaway. But people don't know what happens behind the curtains. Despite the many scandals that have plagued her reputation...
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I wore a mini dress. Red.
My hair was in a half up, half down hairstyle, with two strands to frame my face. I had my makeup done, a smooth flawless base, a nude smoky eye, and a red lip. I accessorized with diamonds.
I stumble on my Louboutin stilettos as I giggled. "Hold still!" Bella giggles as she pressed a perfectly red kiss on my neck. I had one on the tip on my cheek bones, and three that decorated my neck, perfectly decorated around my diamond necklace.
Bella re applied her lipstick, in a darker red shade. She had a black lacy dress, a deep v-neck with a strap-tie back. She wore slightly ripped clear black stockings, and black tall heels. She had a knife bloody prop, and blood spattered all around her neck, and a little on her face. She had her hair done, beach curls, which she left down. Her makeup was a black smoky eye, and a dark red lip.
Chloe wore a white lacy corset, with a white mini skirt, and clear lacy long gloves. Her blonde hair was in a half up, half down hairstyle, a white veil attached on her head. She had a very beautiful pinky nude makeup look, with a glossy lip.
She had a huge diamond 'engagement' ring on, and held a white bouquet of flowers. She wore white heels.
"Okay it's on a timer!" Bella says as she quickly gets into position. The digital camera snaps the shot, we run to go see it.
We were on Bella's balcony, it was dark outside so it provided a dark background. I was on the left, I did a kissy face, my body pressed slightly against Chloe but showcased my outfit perfectly. Chloe was in the middle, smiling as he held her hand up, like a bride would to show case her ring. Bella was in the right, the knife propped on the tip of her chin as she smiled with the her tongue out.
"I'd fuck us." Bella says. "Same." I reply. "We look so good!" Chloe squeals.
In a matter of minutes, the picture was posted on all of our instagrams, each post reflecting each our personalities.
I posted the picture, tagging the girls, while Bella added a song, and Chloe captioned it 'with my girls' with a pink heart at the end.
Me, Bella, and Chloe ran downstairs, laughter bubbling up as we heard the familiar beep of Jayden's Mercedes Brabus outside. We slid into the car, the cool leather seats a comforting contrast to the excitement buzzing through us. Jayden, behind the wheel, greeted us with a grin.
"Looking good, ladies," Jayden said, his eyes taking in each of us before landing on Chloe. "Especially you, Chloe. You're killing it tonight."
Chloe smiled, a hint of color rising in her cheeks. Travis, not one to miss an opportunity, leaned over to Bella with a playful smirk. "What do you think, mama? Ready for another night of me charming you?"
Bella rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress the small smile tugging at her lips. "In your dreams, Travis."
As we settled in, I took a moment to glance around the car. The boys were dressed in their Halloween costumes—prison outfits, complete with orange shirts and pants. They'd gone for the classic look, but it suited them, especially Travis, who played the part with a carefree grin.
