Haunted by the Past

Chapter 9

                                                                            Chapter 9

"Hurry up," Elle whines.

"Calm your tits lady. I'm almost done," I yell from inside the bathroom. A few minutes I walk into my room where Elle is sitting on my bed, waiting. I am a mess that just got out of my dress right now. I woke up late. I would have woken up even later but Elle came into my room and started jumping on me.

I may or may not have kicked her off the bed. I'm not a morning person I guess.

Right now I have messy hair and no makeup on. I was in the bathroom taking a shower and trying on my dress one last time to make sure it fit and was ready to go.

"Sit," Elle orders me, pointing to the chair in front of the vanity in my room.

"Bark bark," I say back as I sit in the comfy chair that used to be my mom's.

"Good boy," she teases me.

"Bitch please, I am a woman!"

"You have to be mature to be a woman," she says right back.

"I have lived by myself for how many years now? I am pretty damn mature."

"Okay, first," she starts, "I'm pretty sure you don't pay your own bills."

"Neither do you!"

"We're talking about you being mature, not me."

"But-"

"And," Elle interrupts. She comes to stand in front of me and pokes her finger in my chest and says, "You've been sleeping with Brandon!"

"How did you know?" I question completely shocked. How long has she known? It has only been twice but I wasn't really planning on telling her until later.

"The first time I came in here to wake you up both of you were still sleeping all cuddled up and cute. I even got a picture! But Brandon made me delete it. I forgot to turn the flash off of my phone and it woke him up. He's not much of a morning person either," she concludes.

"Oh kiss my ass," I say still in my morning mood. It's her fault, she's the one that thought it was a good idea to jump on me to wake me up at whatever time it was in the morning.

"No thanks, I'd rather do your makeup and hair," After that, we don't talk much except for the occasional command like "close your eyes" or "tilt your head up" so she can do my makeup and hair. "Done" I hear her say excitedly before she turns my chair to face the mirror.

"Who's that," I say. I have smokey eyes, making my eyes pop. my skin looks flawless and Elle put a light pink lip gloss on. My hair is falling down my back in tight spiral curls. "Thanks," I say giving her a hug.

"Anytime," she breathes out as I squeeze her. "Want to get going now?" 

"Sure."

"Do you know who's all coming?" Elle asks me.

"I think Kylie said she didn't want to. I'm not sure about Zoey, but Amber, Lora, and Kristen are going," I list off on my fingers. Then I ask Elle, "Is Landon going?"

"Yes, even if I have to drag him there."

"He would enjoy it," I wink. "If you know what I mean!"

"Blaize!" She chases me out to her car.

She sits in the driver's seat and I have to sit in the passenger's seat. She gives me a disapproving look, so I childishly stick my tongue out at her. Which, in turn, has her rolling her eyes at me. I turn around and put my dress in the backseat next to Elle's as she speeds off down the driveway and towards our town.