"Blair, you almost ready?" Andrew and Alec yells from the hallway. After we were finished with the snow, Andrew told me to get dressed. He was taking me shopping for something to wear tonight. Apparently, the guys were taking Kyle and I out to dinner.
"Yeah, I'm coming." I threw my converse on, put my hair up in a pony tail and ran past them to get in the car.
"Shotgun!" I yelled.
~*~
I was trying on my third dress, and I hated it. How could people wear these things so tight? Not to mention, the fact that my boobs were about to fall out. But, every time I turned around and looked in the mirror, I couldn't help but surprise myself. In every one of these dresses, I looked amazing. But, I still felt like a slut.
"I don't like it."
"Blair. Come on. That's the third dress." Alec sighed.
"Look, I may not remember what girls really do, but I think it takes more than three tries to find the best dress."
"It doesn't have to be the best dress. You just need something to wear for a dinner." Andrew said, walking toward me with another dress.
"But I wanna look good." I pouted.
"Trust me. Wear nothing and you will." He was unzipping the back of my dress when I smacked him across the arm.
"Well, we are going to go get some food from across the street. You want anything?" Andrew asked me.
"French fries and a vanilla coke!" I hollered, running to the dressing room with my fourth dress in tow.
The dress looked perfect before I even put it on. The dress was a deep maroon color and the top of it was tight, but not slutty like the ones before. It was long sleeved and stopped around my mid thigh. I loved it because it was comfortable and would keep me warm. That was pretty much it. I didn't really are for the blood red color but I was only wearing it for one night. It wasn't too much, but it was definitely enough for tonight. I tried it on, making sure it would fit. Whoever made this dress, is a life saver. I put on some black pumps to match when I slipped and fell out of the dressing room. Thank god the "doors" were curtains and not actual doors.
"Whoa what the hell!" Apparently I had fallen onto someone. The curtains that had fallen had him covered up.
"Oh I am so sorry. Are you-"
"Blair?" He took the curtains off of his face and I gasped. He couldn't see me. This was bad, very bad. It was Jesse. I hadn't seen him since I was at the bar on New Years, which was the day I was kidnapped.
"Blair, we have been looking for you everywhere." He engulfed me in a hug. After I made sure Andrew and Alec were gone, I hugged him back.
"Where have you been? Are you okay? Why haven't you come home? What's-"
"Look, we don't have much time. But you have to go. They'll hurt you."
"Blair-"
"Please Jesse. They'll hurt you." I started tearing up and he tried to hug me.
"Look, my cousin owns this store. Let's go in the stock room and talk, okay?"
"Jesse-"
"Blair, it's either that or I stay right here beside you."
Next thing I know, we're in the stock room and I told him everything and he's holding me as I cry. It feels good to let it out but now I feel hopeless about what to do. About Jesse, about Kyle. About me. This whole thing has had me so stressed that I never once thought about what I should do other than to act like I don't remember anything.
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Romance"Hello?" my father says, breathing into the phone. But, before I could say anything, I was grabbed from behind. Kicking and screaming, I try to get free, but there was no use. This person was far too strong for me to get away. I yell for my father t...
