Almost Opposite

Chapter Three

Holly

I pull on my outfit for today. A white shirt with the sleeves folded to my elbows, tucked into my black work track suits with my work shoes. Let me just clarify this - my work shoes are the highest heels that I have, and they are only about a centimetre high. I can't stand high-high heels. I tie my long, blonde hair into a tight bun, spray it all down, and put my sleepers into the only earring hole in my body, the only place anyone should have an earring, a single hole in my ear lobe. I do my makeup naturally, and pull up my suitcases. I grab my handbag, and double check I have my passport, purse, phone and sunglasses. Grabbing a piece of toast and locking the door, I make my way out to the taxi waiting for me outside. I climb in, to find Faetal already here. Her makeup is done how it usually is (way to thickly), she isn't wearing half as much jewellery as she usually wears, and she is wearing a pale purple -very revealing- singlet with a pair of dark blue high-waist, studded denim short-shorts, but I was glad to see she had swapped her ridiculously high heels for a pair of sneakers. Her hair has been left out. I don't necessarily like Faetal's hair, but I find it very interesting, and I could stare at it for ever. Her natural midnight black-blue hair color is left visible, but has been tangled in with a million other colors. Highlights of all different colors, including reds, blues, purples, even greens, pinks and oranges. Every color you could imagine was on display in her hair. Although anyone would imagine it to be to bright and look disgusting, it actually suited Faetal, if I dare to say it. I would never want nearly as much color in my hair as what Faetal has, but I have secretly always wanted a bit of color in my hair, even only natural colors.

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"Up, bitch." I got a hard elbow to the stomach.

"Ow!" I shrieked.

"Well we're at the airport, get the fuck up!" Faetal said, annoyed.

"Would you stop swearing!" I yell back at her.

"Fuck off." Faetal said, rolling her eyes at me, getting out of the taxi. She popped the boot open and pulled out her bags. I was about to grab my bags when she pushed down on the boot door, and I just caught it before it shut.

"Oops, it was the wind." Faetal said sarcastically, making her way up the stairs without me. I rushed to grab my bags and race after her. She had refused to tell me where we were going, as she was determined to loose me. She was the only chance I had to get anywhere, and I wasn't going to loose her now. I finally managed to catch up to her at the door, where we slowed down dramatically. I followed her, weaving in and out of other people, and we finally stopped at a café, because she wanted a coffee.

"Aww, is it to early for daddy's baby girl?" I tease, and she ignores me. We finally go through the luggage check, and Faetal takes a turn just before the escalators.

"Um, where are we going?" I question, stopping. "The departing bay is up there, your going the wrong way." She stops and turns to face me.

"The nerd is to stupid to understand where we're going." She said, faking a sweet face. "That's adorable." She spat, before turning around and beginning to walk again. I hesitate for a second before I rush after her. After walking down a very long corridor, just when I was about to turn around and give up, we found ourselves in a large room filled with body guards, agents and police men.

"This way, please." A big man came up to us and said. He was dark skinned with short hair and big muscles. I'll bet Faetal was struggling not to start drooling. "I'm Teddy, and I'll be your guard."

"I think you have us confused, we aren't the president or anyone important..." I said slowly and quietly. He turned to face me.

"Hollyarabella Waterhouse and Faetal Goodwin?" He asked.

"That's us." Faetal grinned flirtily.

"At least someone knows who she is." Teddy said smiling down at her, staring mainly at her chest. I wanted to vomit. "I have your fake passports and ID." He handed us each two cards, and I instantly put them into my purse, I wouldn't want to loose them. "If you get into trouble with the police over there, or they realise that anything is fake, then just show them these." He handed us each a shining gold badge that read 'UK AGENTS'.

"This is so cool!" I say excitedly.

"Don't get your knickers in a knot, Holz." Faetal smirked.

"I told you not to call me that." I whispered angrily.

"Get over yourself." Faetal laughed. She made her way over to Teddy, and held onto his arm and began flirting. Once we boarded our plane *cough* private jet *cough* we had to sit in our seats for about five minutes with the seat belts on before we could go and do anything for the rest of the flight, just a sling as we were back in our seats by the time we started to land. Of course, Faetal took Teddy to one of the private lounges - and locked the door. I stayed in my seat, however. I had no plans on doing anything this whole journey but sleep and work. After spending an hour on studying my ID, remembering my new name - Holly Downworks - my new date of birth and everything I need to know, I fell asleep.

"Faetal, get off me!" I cry, pain throughout my whole body. She was sitting on my stomach, her knees resting on my wrists, stopping me from moving them to defend myself. Her hair was down and around her waist, fully black, and covered her whole head. She looked so much younger.

"You wish, Holz." She whispered into my ear, then laughed. She then proceeded to punch me all over, laughing and taunting me, calling me names and laughing at how useless I am. More people came, and laughed at me. At how defenceless I am, how funny my pain was. A boy walked past, he was beautiful. Faetal vanished, and he came over and helped me up and asked me if I was ok. I was about to reply when Faetal came over to me, and pushed me away.

"Hey, Jai! Holz here likes you!" The boy looked at me, disgusted, before he went over and kissed Faetal, and I felt heartbroken and angry. The scene vanished, and I found myself surrounded by angry notes with a piece of broken glass in my hand, tearing up my wrists and my legs, crying and screaming. With blood still dripping from new cuts, I found myself in a white room, my blood staining the floor. Faetal came up to me and pushed me until I was against a wall.

"Cutting again, huh Holz?" She sneered. "Go down some bleach, bitch." She said, punching me again.

A/N;

Ok, so here is a bit more about Holly. I know this story seems really depressing with both girls' background stories but it gets better, I promise! So, Holly doesn't know Fae's story, and Fae doesn't realise how much she affected Holly. Now that you know a bit of background story, choose a side!! Team Holly, or team Fae?