The Demons In My Head

Chapter 2

"Here you are ladies, your flat. Good luck in London!"

"Thank you sir," Hilary replies to the elderly man driving our cab. We grab our bags and make our way into the apartment building.

This is a higher end building, closer to the university. Hilary is going to school to be a designer, and apparently that deserves a nice place to stay. We head into the elevator, going of a few stories before finally stopping at out floor. Hilary pulls out the key and opens the door, revealing a gorgeous apartment.

"Holy shit!" I gasp, enunciating every syllable. This place is huge! The first thing you notice is even fluent hardwood floors, maple, and flowing through the entire place. The first room you walk into is the living room, already furnished, and not with ugly stuff. Leather couches, a flat screen, and glass coffee tables. Right behind the living room is an open kitchen. The island separates the spaces. Stainless steel appliances, red and black cupboards, very modern.

"Go see your room, it's just down there on the right."

I follow the hallway and turn right, opening the door to a beautiful room. They must be both master bedrooms, because holy shit this is huge. Three white wall, one red wall, a bay window, light hardwood floors and a king sized bed. I guess I forgot to mention Hilary's family is rich and probably hired someone to furnish this place. I walk to the closet doors and nearly faint. A walk in closet calls for my clothes. I smile as I throw my suitcase on the bed and begin to unpack.

When I finish, I make my way to the living room and flop down on the couch, pulling out my phone as I do so.

@taylor_twfanmily: we are here! This place is fantastic omg!!

I walk over to the kitchen and turn on the kettle for tea. I grab two mugs and put tea bags in them, then the water and the rest of the stuff. Hilary says I make the best cup of tea ever, which, as a TWFanmily member, I laugh at. I walk down the hall to Hilary's room, setting her cup on her night table. "Wow, seems like you got the whole place pimped out," I say, looking at the One Direction posters everywhere.

"And your room isn't?" she asks as she hangs up another poster.

"Not yet, I don't have a lot of posters you know," I laugh, taking a sip of my tea. "So, you're going to school tomorrow?"

"Yep, so hopefully you find something to do with yourself. Oh! Did you get the callback from Starbucks?"

"Yeah, I start tomorrow morning at eight!" I cheer, jumping up and down carefully, not to spill my tea.

"Oh my god that's awesome! Let's head out and celebrate, we can drink here you know," Hilary winks and pushes me out the door. "Wear something sexy, we're going to the club." That's all she says before closing the door.

I stomp to my room, screaming "I don't have anything sexy!" and slamming the door. I look at my bathroom door. Yes, I have an on suite, it's fucking awesome. I hop into the shower, closing my eyes, letting the water hit my face, feeling it drip down my body. The warm water soothes me, it helps me think. "I should probably shave my legs,"'I say to myself, grabbing the razor. The urge to use it on my wrists is big. That tingling feeling, that voice in your head telling you 'do it, you deserve the pain'. I ignore it as I shave my legs, and immediately put the razor down. I shut off the shower and hop out, wrapping my towel around my shaking frame. I look in the mirror and repeat the words my counsellor says. "I am strong. I am beautiful. I am here for a reason." I turn away and walk into my room, where I nearly jump out of my towel as Hilary sits on the bed.

"I have a dress for you!" she squeaks, holding up a little black dress. Spaghetti straps, slim fitting, and short, like, mid thing length. I frown as I grab the dress from her and storm back into my bathroom, slamming the door. I dry off and slip on my dress,tugging it as low as it can go...which isn't that low. I stare at myself in the full length mirror, already regretting this. I've never worn a dress in forever, so and I'm not liking this. I grab my blow dryer out of my bathroom bag and dry my hair, making it flow everywhere. I decide to straighten my hair, nothing to special. When that's done, I add a little poof to the top, then put my makeup on and join Hilary in the living room.