Once Upon A Slap

(8) I'm Dandy as Fuck so Let Me Go out With a Bang

After a few more muffled and frustrated screams, my nerves began to ease. My anxiety level began to slow down, as did my pulse. Only then did I realize my grave and rather avoidable mistake; I let Cameron in. This isn't supposed to be a dumb cliché where the girl is the damsel in distress and she needs saving from her past. This isn't a fairytale where my prince in shining armour would snap his fingers and ta da, all my problems are gone.

My life is not a fairytale and I'm not going to be delusional enough to let someone in. I don't need anyone's pity and I know if Cameron found out the whole story, that's exactly what I would get.

Nor do I need anybody's charity. I'm fine on my own and I don't need anybody to be happy. In fact, I don't even need to be happy. I'm fine just the way I am. Right then and there, I made a vow to myself:

I will not break down like that I again.

I will not let anybody in.

I will build my walls so high that nobody would even bother trying to break through.

Lastly, I promise to remind myself that I don't need saving; I just need to be left alone.

That's the only way anybody can survive in this cruel world without getting hurt.

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"Where were you today?" Rexie began screeching and demanding answers the very second she got home. I dug my toe into the marble floor, rubbing the back of my neck with my hand. I threw her an easy smile; something I've come to master over the years.

"I got sick." At this, creases appeared on Rexie's forehead.

"Well, are you feeling better yet? Because we have a party to go to!" She broke out into a full blown smile and I had to resist a groan.

Then I thought about it. Cameron's probably going to be at the party and if he notices that I'm not there, he'll know something's wrong. Thus, he will assume things didn't go over well with my parents and he'll pity me. I don't need or want that. I'm going to show him that I'm okay. Better than okay, actually.

I'm dandy as fuck.
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"What should I wear?" I held up a red dress that stopped just below my butt and had a sweetheart neckline with no straps. In all, it screamed sexy and confident. In the other hand, I held a pair of black leggings and a white crop top. To be honest, the second looked like more of a dance class outfit.

"Definitely the red." Rexie agreed with my choice and I grinned.

Quickly, I put on the dress and grabbed a pair of black heels. For my makeup, I went with red lipstick, eyeliner, smoky eyeshadow, mascara, blush and foundation. To top my look off, I straightened my hair, giving the 'Don't fuck with me' look.

Let's go out with a bang, shall we?
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Now, since the story has kicked off on an okay start, I will be doing as long chapters as I can. This chapter, soon enough will be considered a short chapter. Hope you guys liked it! Xxxx

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