Three Cute Boys and a Girl

Chapter 3 - Just Done

I'm sorry for not updating, a lot on my mind and things happening :/ How's my chickadees?? I love you all! <3

Enjoy!

p.s- please read a/n at end, its important!

p.p.s- this chapter gets a little heated and talks about cutting. just saying/warning you.

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She walks up the driveway after Drew talked to her, then dropped her off at home. She couldn't stop replaying it in her head; Lila and Drew where done. Lila would blame it on her, she knew that, but she had more stressful things on her mind; a strange email had come to her.

Sitting down on her bed, Blaire pulls out her laptop and clicks around till her email open up. Positioning the mouse over the email, she takes a deep breath and clicks on it.

»Dear Blaire,

    Congratulations! You have been chosen as through lucky winner to spend time with three (3) celebrities,who have also been chosen, and details about them will come later.

Thank you for your application, and your unique style; it has helped you to win!

Details will be sent later this week, so watch for them.

-Management«

The sign off was only labelled 'management', but the email came from some company she had never heard of.

Attached was her so called 'application', so Blaire decided to check it out, hoping this was a mistake or just a fake add thing.

Scrolling through the document, Blaire read every detail. The odds didn't seem to be in her favour though; every answer was correct. Had she done this when she was drunk? No, everything was correct and spelled perfectly.

Her only guess was someone she was very close had signed her up for this, whatever 'this' is, or it was a scam. But it couldn't be a scam if it even knew what she did in her bedroom alone... No, nothing dirty, Blaire dreamed of being famous for one reason. But her body shape held her back.

Only one person knew of that dream, or could know half the questions, but Blaire didn't want to believe it.

Still pondering the email, Blaire's phone went off. Without thinking she picked it up and answered.

"Hello?"

"You monster!! You're horrible!!" A stream of curses and names followed the intro. The girl answering would have hung up, but she was too transfixed to do so.

Instead, she retaliated. Something Blaire never did.

"Shut the hell up!!" She finally burst. The other side went silent, but heavy breathing could still be heard. "You've run me through hell and back again since that one night! I lost my friend, so in turn I looked to a true friend; Drew. Don't you dare say I stole him when you literally gave him up!" The line stayed quiet as Blaire screamed through it.

"Blaire..." She tried when Blaire took a breath.

But Blaire would have none of it. "No, I'm done. You stabbed me in the back and I've leant well from that. Never trust anyone. So don't you worry your pretty little head about me getting too close with Drew. Wait, I'm too goody-two-shoes to try that anyways, right?!" Tears streamed down Blaire's face unchecked. The sobbing on the other side gave away the fact that the other girl was crying as well.

"Please, I'm sor-" Blaire cut her off.

"No, I said I'm done with it all. Just don't try." And with that she hung up, hurled the phone to her bed and collapsed to the floor.

She was so broken and lost. Not knowing what to do again, since no one was near by and Drew was probably busy, Blaire turned to her desk and reached under it to find the small blade still there.

Untaping it from the underside of the desk, Blaire brought it shakily to her wrist. Realizing she couldn't make the scars in an obvious spot, she locked her door and stripped off her pants. Running to her connected bathroom, she sat in the dry shower and placed the cool, sharp metal against her thigh.

Sucking in a sharp breath, she slid it quickly in a line across the skin. Blood trickled out, and she bit down on her lip hard so as not to scream. Blaire continued until she had made a series of fifteen lines on each thigh.

Turning on the tap, she let the cool water wash away any evidence. She sat in the shower until the blood stopped, before washing the dried evidence away.

Slipping on a pair pj's, she layed in her bed, and cried till she fell asleep.

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Sorry its short and sad, I just needed to build the emotion behind Blaire.

I find this chapter very moving, b/c of my life right now, but ya. That's just me.

I'm sorry if it disturbed you or anything, but I really felt I needed to write that.

Anyhoot, I'm not feeling all that motivated to write anymore. Idk y. So if I don't post, its just that my life has gotten REALLY hectic.

So wut do u think? Should I continue with this story? Does it sound worth it so far? Please let me no! A vote would be best, then a comment or private message. Just anything so I know how you chickadees feel about this. Let me know! :)

-Maddie