Mental

Chapter 15- Don't even say it

TW: sexual assault

"Okay so you're finally done being parents. You can turn in your babies to the front of the class and pick up your graded reports." Harry volunteered to go do that as I sat in my seat.

As he walked back he held the up the report along with a thumbs up. "A-, we did good!" He cheered showing me the report.

"Not too bad for a guy who didn't think he'd be a good dad." I smiled nudging him. "Good job partner."

We sat there and waited for the bell to dismiss us so we could go to lunch.

"Are you excited for your birthday tomorrow?" Harry asked and I nodded smiling brightly.

"So excited. You're coming to the party right?"

"Yeah just give me the address. It's at Evans house?"

"Yeah I'll text it to you tomorrow."

Me and Harry aren't exactly back to our normal selves after the blow up in the car last week but we're getting there. I've been hanging out a lot with Evan and his friends recently and he's throwing a party tomorrow night with all his friends from college along with people from my school that he knows. He's also letting me invite the group so it's kind of like a birthday party without all the attention being on me.

When we got to lunch everyone was talking about how they were excited to go to a college party and how it's going to be this great time. I agreed though, it's going to be fucking awesome.

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"Hey Madeline, the cars over here." Harry walked up to me as I waited outside.

"Oh Evan's actually picking me up, we're going out tonight for my birthday and he's going to buy me a dress for tomorrow night as a present."

"Oh okay, uh I'll see you around then." Harry turned away and walked out to his car and I watched him until he pulled out of the parking lot.

"Hey babe." I looked and saw Evan pull up to the car. "You look cute today." He smiled leaning over and giving me a kiss.

"What can I say?" I joked laughing. "So where are we headed?"

"I was thinking we could head up to the mall to get you a cute outfit for tomorrow night. Sound good?"

"Anything that involves me trying on clothes and you telling my I look cute in them works for me."
I had found this new boost of confidence since I started seeing Evan. I felt... normal. I hadn't felt anxious or depressed recently, feels like my meds are actually working.

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About four hours later and a whole lot of cute comments being thrown my way me and evan headed out of the mall after we ate dinner at one of the nice restaurants there. I got a really cute velvet purple skirt and a fancy lace leotard to go underneath. I was going to look so cute.

Ever since I started dating Evan I've felt much better about myself, i've been so happy lately. I think it's the constant compliments and lovely gestures that he's always doing. He makes me feel so beautiful and cared for all the time.

After he dropped me off at home I kissed him and told him I'd see him tomorrow night. I felt my excitement building up more and more as it got closer.

I went upstairs and took a hot shower and put on one of Evans big comfy t-shirts before climbing into bed. I know it's ridiculous but I was trying to wait up into 12 to see if Evan would be the first to text me happy birthday. I knew he'd write me a cute message.

I felt my self dozing off, coming in and out of consciousness as I tried to fight off sleep.

A loud phone buzzing woke me up and I saw the clock said 12. I knew he'd text me.