Three Empty Words ~ S.m

two

Felicity

"Feli, we're going out. Get ready." My bestfriend explains, shaking me annoyingly. I roll my eyes and toss my phone onto my bed, letting her snake into my cupboard and pick out an outfit that best suited this situation.

"The mall?" I question, watching her flick through my drastic clothes, hearing small gags.

"Why do you have this?" She smirks, picking up a sexy underwear following along with a whip.

"It's not mine." I lie, looking directly into her eyes. "I swear.."

"Yeah, sure.. here what about this?" She suggests, handing me over a black cropped long sleeve shirt and jean shorts with flower patterns running along the side. I agree then slip it on as she grabs something from my closet and throwing it on herself.
I slip on some shoes then grab my small purse that consisted of my money, credit card, phone charger and a top-up on lipstick. I put my phone into my back pocket then get into my black jeep, along with opal. We both blast some tunes before pulling up into our favourite shopping mall, we have been here one too many times. We both rush in after locking the car, running to forever 21. I grab a couple of cute outfits after searching, as does OP then we both walk into the changing rooms.

"This?" I suggest, stepping out in a light pink short dress. It was kind of see through in the bottom and was extremely revealing to my cleavage. Op's jaw practically drops, seeing me in this dress. I twirl around, showing off my 'amazing' curvy body.

"Yes! If you don't get that I'll murder you. What do you think of this?" She shows off a black long dress, it was lighter at the bottom, with a rip in the side. I nodded extremely excitedly and ranting about how gorgeous she looked. Next I slip on jean shorts and a red tee that says 'lit' in black writing. I step out, admiring her outfit. It consisted of tight white ripped jeans and a black tee that says 'I'm boutta call my bestfriend'.

"Holy shit, you rock everything. What the actual fuck?" I squeal, people giving us dirty looks, I shrug it off then walk back into my dresser room. We both decided on purchasing a couple things, walking out and keeping up a conversation.

"Hey bitch! Great to see you." I hear a familiar voice greet, looking me dead in the eye with an evil smirk. Luna.

"Hold my shit." I growl, throwing my stuff onto Opal and walking towards her. "At least I'm not slut shaming."

"You are a slut though! Talking to five different guys in a fucking hour. Grow up," she giggles, flipping her hair then looking to the side. My eyes travel towards where she had been focusing on, to see the same boy from yesterday sitting in the seat of a table with my brother.

"Tsk-tsk-tsk. We have a slut shamer! I'm a virgin, just to let your toxic ass know. Stupid bitch." Right then, she swings a punch at my stomach. I groan in pain before grabbing her weave and pulling her down. Throwing a couple hard punches to her face, making sure to include her nose. She manages to pull herself up, pushing me hard, I hit the ground with a thud. She topples on top of me, then throws more punches and slaps, pulling my hair. I decide I'm too weak and not to fight back, I attempt to hit her back which doesn't turn out well. I fight to keep my eyes open feeling myself to grow tired, I feel her get pulled off of myself then someone standing me up.

"Cameron I'm fine," I mumble. Wiping off the blood that lays smeared on my face. I looked like a complete mess, blood cover my arm and makeup probably drips down my face. I stumble back, hitting a chair. I hold my head for a second, then look up. Opal stood there, astonished to what had just happened. I tumble onto a chair, holding my head in my hands then grabbing some tissue and wiping my face. Cameron, His friend and Opal sit around the table. Looking at me.

"You good?" Opal questions, helping me wipe my face with another clean tissue. I sigh and close my eyes.

"Scum bag." I hiss, glaring at the girl in Victoria secret as she chooses out a pair of sexy socks.

"Chill out sis, let's get you home before you do something you'll of course regret, but here is some good news. I'm starting a tour group with this guy named Bart, you, Opal, Shawn and I with a few others will be touring together. We leave in two days!" Cameron exclaims, I turn my face to look at Opal, I grab her and hug her excitedly then squeal. Shawn chuckles, probably already knowing.

"We need to pack!" Opal and i both say in sync, I quickly run to my car then drop her home. I race to my house then begin packing my things. God knows how long we'll be out for so I packed heaps. All my underwear, 9 pairs of jeans, 14 different shirts, 11 long sleeves, flip flops, sneakers, socks, an extra tooth brush, tooth paste, shampoo and conditioner, and a few extras. I smile proudly that I had gotten it done by night time, I then get into the shower and begin rinsing my body and use my second set of shampoo and conditioner.

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I thought cutting it short should be necessary because I want to go to magcon too!!!!!!!!!! ahah I'm getting a Shawn Mendes case *does a happy dance* it has a photo of him leaning over with his arms folded and then it says 'and take a piece of my heart, to make it all your own'. There was another one I wanted and said 'and every time you ask, I'll pretend I'm ok' but it didn't have a photo of him so no point. Okay! I'm gonna get writing chapter 3!