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Eliana's POV.

I drop the dish. I stare into her eyes. She's quietly sobbing in place while I stare at her emotionless. After a few seconds, she runs up to me for a big hug.

"I should have known better, I-I'm sorry." She skips a beat and cries.

"It's okay."

"No, it's not. I'm basically the only friend you have. I want you to explain everything to me. I want to listen. I will be your shoulder to cry on. I. Can. Help."

Her words softly come out of her mouth as my heavy eye makeup is drizzling down my plush cheeks.

"I'll explain. It's okay. I'm getting better. You just need an explanation. And I'm prepared to give that to you. After we watch the movie."

I grin at myself for trying to help the conversation.

"Okay." She softly yet weakly smiles.

Marie's POV.

I knew there was something up with her. I knew she was perfect. I wish she could see what's really beneath her. And what the hell is up with her and Brady? Does he abuse her? Well, of course he does. She just won't give me a god damn reason until we watch this movie. I move to the couch while the thoughts are on my mind and El is already chewing on popcorn while the infomercial's are on.

"Want some popcorn?" She mumbles while she chews on the fluffy food.

"Yeah, I will later."

"Are you mad at me?" She asks concerned.

"I'm not mad at you, I'm just upset with the fact of how people treat you for no particular reason. It's like me killing your cat after she licked me."

"Well, some people have these problems, and I'm one of those people. I have to find a way to deal with these problems. So I found a way that would suit me." She shrugs as no big deal.

"But I don't like your way." I sob.

"I mean, nobody deserves any of this. You are perfect. I mean, I'm jealous of you. I wanted to be you. I went through your problems and-"

"Wait, what?" She sounds astonished.

"Yeah, I had an mental disorder with my body. I purged, didn't eat. But I got better. Now knowing I work and Chick-Fil-A, yeah." I try to lighten the mood with a grin.

"Oh."

I don't even know what to say, I don't have any energy to fight with her anymore with this. Knowing the fight at work, dishes this..my head pounds. Maybe I should actually shut my fucking mouth and just watch the movie.

"So, what movie are we gonna watch."

"Well, I don't know. I was thinking of horror but in actually in a mood to watch Forrest Gump."

"Wait, you watch those kid of movies?" I question chuckling.

"Yeah, well no. I just really like Forrest Gump. I bet you do too." She grins.

"Of course I do! I mean, who doesn't? Lets watch! I haven't seen it in so long."

"I know. I feel you."

We both have small talk during the movie. At the end, our eyeliner is down our cheeks and we have about 10 tissues on the floor. I try to clean everything up but she just says leave it there.

"I'll get it, don't worry."

"Well, it's about 10:30, I should go home before my mother gets worried."

"I don't think you should go, our eyes are all blurry, and it's really late."

"I'll call my mom. Hold on."

I walk into her room and grab my phone, 3 missed calls. Mom. Ugh, I really need to look at my Phone more. I click call on Mommy(: and the phone rings. She picks up on the second ring.

"Honey!! Are you alright? I'm worried sick.! Are you still at Eliana's or.."

Mom! It's okay. My eyes are really blurry because we got done watching a movie. Can I stay the night?"

"Sure, but y'all have school tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, just come home after school."

"Okay, thanks mom."

"Anytime."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Bye."

I hang up at the simple conversation. When I reach the living room, it's spotless. I guess El really likes cleaning.

"You can sleep on the couch, if you want."

"Yeah! That'll be aright."

"Well, okay. I'll go get you some Pj's, and I'll go to sleep because I have school tomorrow."

She goes to her room for some Pj's.

"Thanks. And I have school too."

"Oh, well...Goodnight. Sweet dreams."

"You too."

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