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I remove Luna's arm from my shoulder and huff. She continues to snore lightly. I'm wholeheartedly convinced that a hurricane wouldn't wake her. I grab my heals and slide them on, determined to get out of here before she wakes up. I walk across the hall to my apartment and lock the door sighing in relief. I scan my empty apartment and shake my head. You wouldn't know someone was living here, I don't have a couch, a bed, or any furniture. I'm glad I saved up for when I did move out of my parents house.

I take a shower letting the room fill up with steam, my make up watering down my cream skin, my mascara licking my cheeks. I let out a cry of regret, of pain, every pain a person could feel- I was surely feeling it. I eventually get out of the shower once its far from warm and my body is shivering uncontrollably, the bags under my eyes show my exaustion and my body feels as if I just ran a marathon.

I decide that I'm going to the mall to get some art and small things that I'd like, after that maybe I'll go to Ikea I haven't been in a while and it'll feel good to make my apartment mine.

There's one store in particular that I enjoy going to for art and paintings and such. I walk into the store, the smell let alone drags me throughout it.

"Welcome to Earth Bound!" They call throughout the store to me, I nod, taking in one person at the back of the store looking at incenses. My eyes travel from her hair cut short, and her body carved out like art. I take a deep breath and continue searching through the store looking for a painting I like but nothing really catches my eye until I look up. Of course its out of my reach. It's a dream catcher in gray with colors flooding in the background. My eyes light up with joy, and I feel a hand on my shoulder causing me to jump through a layer of skin.

"Sorry mate, do you need a little help with that?" The woman I was looking at earlier asks, I must have stared too long because she bites her lips and lowers her gaze.

"I think you're attractive too." She smiles.

I bite my lip, drawing a bit of blood. "Sorry," my voice comes out as a squeak. She reaches and grabs the painting.

"Thank you so much,"  I smile and she chuckles. I pay for it and begin to walk away before I hear heavy foot steps against the floor coming closer.

"Wait!" I turn around to see her peering into my eyes, she smiles again, this big smile that says exactly what she wants before she goes to open her mouth.

"Would you like to get a bite from the food court?" She says hopefully. I hesitate a bit, her smile deflating. Do I go? What if Luna finds out? "I don't love her," Luna's voice floods my mind over and over again

I don't love her, I don't love her, I don't love her. A broken record in my head.

"Yes, I'd love that." I smile hesitantly. She puts her fist in the air, making me laugh.

"Off we go," I laugh once more, my face hurting from smiling so much, it feels good.

We decide on Which-Wich I sit down waiting for them to call my food.

"Sienna Love!" The person shouts at the front counter she gets up and grabs her sandwich and smiles keeping it unfolded in front of her.

"Oh, you can eat." I say politely.

"I can wait for you, love." She smiles gently, and on cue they call my name."

"Belle Rose!" I get up and grab my sandwich, sitting down once more, she looks at me and face palms.

"I am so sorry, I didn't even introduce myself, my name is-" I cut her off responding.

"Sienna Love." I state, her mouth drops agape, and I giggle.

"How on Earth did you know?" She questions.

"I'm a psychic," I answer, serious as ever.

"Really?!" She cries like a little kid at Christmas.

"No I heard them call your name for your sandwich." I let my suppressed laughter out.

"You fooled me," she pouts sticking her bottom lip out, making me smile harder.

"Well before a psychic rudely interrupted me. . . My name is Sienna Love, nice to meet you." She takes my hand in hers and I nod.

"My name is Belle Rose."

"That's a beautiful name."

"You're beautiful," I murmur hoping she doesn't hear, but I know she does, the way she smiles harder then she has already.

"Do you wanna get out of here, maybe go somewhere nicer?" She questions, I nod gently and before I know it I'm climbing into her black Challenger. I get in as she begins to play rap music and the engine sounds like music as we drive along the night going somewhere far away, but honestly I don't mind just driving around all night. She makes me feel safe.

Authors Note:

Hey ya'll thanks for reading, hope you guys get a little snow. See you soon, I might publish two chapters today, but depends how I'm feelin' XD

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