Escape

Chapter Twenty-Four

My face decided to change to an even darker shade of red as Sean pulled me down the mall. He was taking me underwear shopping. Seriously?

"Oh, I forgot," he turned around smiling, "where do you shop for your underwear?"

"Really? You do know how embarrassing this is..." I exclaimed, turning even redder - if that's possible.

"I'm gonna see it one day, so why not now?" Sean asked.

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

"Am I being too personal?"

"Pretty much," I replied.

"Oh," he dragged.

"So can I go shopping on my own?" I perked up. I don't think that Sean will be seeing anything soon; especially in the situation I'm in right now.

"I wanna come," he pouted, attempting to give me the puppy dog eyes.

"Too bad! Go get a burger or something, I won't take long. Promise," I tried to compromise.

"Will I get to see you in i-"

"Pervert! La la la...," I shouted, putting my fingers in my ears.

Sean's face turned bright red whilst he shushed me, covering my mouth and giving me the death glare. I kept repeating the word 'pervert' and from the corner of my eye I noticed a few mall cops recognising us. I could always get him arrested...

"Don't even think about it," Sean warned, giving me 'the look'.

Giving in, I muffled, "okay."

He smiled, taking his hand off of my mouth and putting in by his side.

"But..."

"Oh god, what now?" he asked.

"I do need your dad's card," I said, putting my hand out and waiting for him to give me the credit card.

"If..."

"I'm not showing you anything Sean!" I half-shouted, raising my hand.

"Fine!" he gave up, fiddling through his pockets and after around ten seconds he handed me a gold card.

"Ooo, platinum?" I asked.

"No, it's a debit card." Sean replied, and walked away.

"Sean?!" I called out for him to see that he'd disappeared. He does know that I don't know my way around here. At all. Knowing him, he'd probably done it on purpose.

Sniffing the air to see if any other wolves in the new pack that I had been added into were in the mall, I found out that two girls were heading in my direction. As soon as I blocked out the smells, I saw them come around the corner with their arms full of Primark shopping bags.

They looked around my age and in with the trend with their faces painted orange.

I guess they should know where the lingerie store is.

Putting on a fake smile and walking up to them I said, "Hi, I'm Holly, just joined."

"Oh, hay. I'm Abby and this is Brittany," the girl with brown hair introduced, knowing exactly what I was talking about.

They both look like umpah-loompahs.

"Would you guys mind, um, guiding me to a lingerie store? Just like casual underwear, not fancy and stuff. I don't really need that type of stuff. I'm not really the ki-"

"Yeah, we'll show you where abouts the underwear stores are," Abby cut me off, whilst Brittany scrunched her face in disgust. Great, I've already got people who don't like me.