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Chapter 4-The Secrets That Accidentally Spilled

Chapter 4-The Secrets That Accidentally Spilled

After she finished looking through that damn rack she ushered me to go to the dressing rooms. I dropped all of the clothes on the bench and locked the door behind me. What the hell is this? I held up a bright pink tube top. I’m not dealing with that piece of shit. I threw the shirt to the other side of the bench. My eyes landed on a strapless dark blue dress. Why not? I quickly put the dress on and looked in the mirror.

“Emily, are you done in there?” Perrie asked.

“H-Hold on, just a minute,” I called.

                I looked at my reflection and winced. Anyone could see that I’ve been beaten, because in this dress you can see the burns and bruises on my shoulder and upper back. I hid my wrist behind me. I always wore bracelets or a hoodie to cover the scars. I quickly took off the dress. I will never buy a dress ever in my life.

                I tried on a pair of jeans and a dark blue hoodie before walking out of the changing room.

“Are those jeans too loose?” She asked pulling down her shades.

                I nodded. She walked up to me and checked the size on it.

“Alright I think I give you a smaller size in the pile, they’re a light denim color,” She said.

                I nodded and walked back into the changing room and I spotted the jeans. I pulled them on and pulled on a grey shirt.

“Ready?” She asked.

“Yeah,” I said simply before walking out.

                She gasped.

“Emily, you cut?”

Emily’s POV

                I looked down at my wrist and quickly hid it behind my back.

“No…” I started.

“I gotta tell Har-” I cut her off.

“Don’t you dare,” I said.

“I have to tell him, it’s that or it’s your dad,” She said.

“Louis isn’t my dad, he’s my guardian, now give me that damn phone,” I said jumping to try to grab the phone from her.

“Technically, he is-” I cut her off by grabbing her phone and running into the changing room.