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Chapter 7: Communication

*Trigger Warning*

This story is in no way attempting to convince or influence anybody to harm or cut themselves, it is describing the struggles of a fictional character, and is only placed in this book for informative purposes. It is suggested for those sensitive to triggers to skip the end of this chapter.

Thinking that I could get home at 9 was foolish considering that I was with Eliza. When Eliza said we were going dress shopping I didn't realise that we were going to shop for shoes and Jewellery as well. But I agreed to it, considering I thought 'hey the dresses were the hard bit, this won't take long' and holy hell was I wrong. It was naive of me to think that shoe shopping was easy.

It motherfucking was not.

We spent at least an hour arguing over the fact that I was not going to wear heels, and that I wouldn't mind sticking with a pair of converses, of course that did not settle for Eliza. She decided that I couldn't wear converses and dresses together and I absolutely had to wear heels, and not just any heels. Pumps. Pumps. I flat out refused, claiming that it was basically suicide.

She won the argument in the end.

We got home at 11:30 after the store owner basically kicked us out. We were the last people in the shop and he really wanted to go home.

That poor man.

When we finally got home, I kicked my converses off and found myself sprawled on the sofa of the living room. Eliza came in after me, placing all the bags on top of me and screaming "We're home" to aunt Jen, who was in the kitchen cooking us extremely late dinner. 

Aunt Jen basically sprinted out of the kitchen  when she heard Eliza's voice. Repeating "What did you get?" Over and over again in a childish tone.

"I'll show you my stuff first!" Eliza squealed, grabbing her bag. She first pulled out the dress that was neatly placed on a hanger in a plastic cover. "I fell in love with it the second I saw it!" She explained, unzipping the plastic cover and giving it to aunt Jen.

Aunt Jen stroked the embroidery with her long fingers before holding it up. "It's gorgeous. What else did you get?" She asked attempting to grab the bag out of Eliza's hand before Eliza pulled it away from her grasp.

"I got these shoes!" Eliza squealed, pulling out a pair of sparkly silver pumps. The sparkles were so shiny that it basically blinded me when I first saw it, which of course meant that Eliza had to buy the shoes or she would, and I quote 'die of withdrawal'

"They are gorgeous! Thank God we share a shoe size" Aunt Jen muttered which made me laugh a little bit.

"You are not borrowing them!" She said, once again pulling the shoes back and holding it near her face, as if to say my precious.

"Alright Gollum" I interrupted laughing "Calm down!"

Eliza looked at me and raised an eyebrow "What's a Gollum?"

I kid you not, I literally face palmed.

"Oh Juliette honey, did you find a black dress?" Aunt Jen asked, turning to me.

"Actually-" I began, ready to tell her about how Eliza basically forced me into wearing a colour other than black.

"Why don't you just show her?" Eliza interrupted me, sending a sly smile to me.

I nodded, before pulling out the dress from the bag. I think I heard aunt Jen gasp, but I couldn't be too sure because of the rattling plastic cover. "It's so beautiful!" Aunt Jen whispered, to what I think was herself but I couldn't be too sure. "You bought a white dress" She smiled