chapter 8

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"There will be always people who don't like you; the way you look, the way you talk, the things you say, the way you dress, the things you believe in, the music you listen to but truth is: it's up to you if you let them ruin your day or if you learn to stand up for yourself and accept yourself just the way you are. Try to be as good as you can and if that's not enough for them, it will certainly be for someone else. You're not here to please anyone. Just be a nice person and true to yourself."

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Kellie Bowman P.O.V.

I place a piece of my hair behind my ear, double checking that my outfit looks good with my makeup and hair.



Check!


I grab my small purse which only contain the necessary and I make my journey downstairs where Stephanie is waiting.

Eleanor decided to sleep in and spend time with her family... Its weird how they accept her so casually when she's not even her mom's.

Probably her brother Alex came to town... Wouldn't be surprised.

"I'm ready." I tell Stephanie as I grab my car keys.

"Let go." Stephanie says, heading to the garage.

"I'll come back before dinner, just don't have to much fun without me." I inform my mom and add a joke at the end before I enter the garage that contains my car.


BEEP BEEP


I unlock it, letting Stephanie get in the passenger spot and I go to the driver.

"Where off?" I ask her, I didn't plan this- She did.

"The mall." I do as she please and start driving to SouthPark Mall which is only twenty minutes away.

"You can change it if you want." I offer, turning right and out my neighborhood.

She switches from 4 which is 96.4 ... A pop station to 102.3 which is a rap station but something changes.

"Wait, put station four again." I command and she changes, clearly not happy.

"And here is a new band called prettymuch with their new single caled 'Would You Mind?' It was released yesterday at midnight. Here it is, 'Would You Mind?' by prettymuch." A smile creeps up to my face, Austin released a song and he didn't even inform me.

I don't know if I should be proud or mad... But I'm proud.

"I love this guys." I tell her, turning up the volume.

Stephanie rolls her eyes but I ignore that part.

I've got no time to deal with her negativity.

"How is it going with Mike?" I blurt out whats been bothering since I've arrived.

"Pretty good. He treats me like a princess." They've been together for a year and I'm surprised he hasn't tried anything... Since I was with him only for half a year before it all started going wrong.

"Thats good, like really good. I'm starting to like this guy back in LA but he's from Charlotte." I want to be in her good side because who knows when it all goes wrong with her relationship with Micheal... I can be there for her like no one was for me. Well I had the girls but none of them understood, none of them felt the pain.












•FLASHBACK•

"Ohh Mike!" I giggle as I do a small twirl, the red dress is tight, showing all my curves.

He's going to love this.
Hell, I'm even loving it.

"Mike?" I add, wondering why the he'll hasn't he replied.

I walk out of our bedroom that is... a little bit messy due to me getting ready for three whole hours.

I walk down the hallway to the living room for our shared apartment.

"Mike??" I call out once again but stop mid track when I enter the kitchen and he's drinking the whole bottle of vodka.

Oh shit. Not now.

I turn around softly, trying to get the fuck out of the apartment.

Maybe... Just maybe he doesn't knows I'm home and that I went out with my best friends.

"Oh Kellie. Kellie. Kellie. Kellie." But I fail as I hear Micheal call my name but it sounds so sour coming from him.

I want to get out of here, change my name, change everything and get out of here.

"Ya know, I'm very good leaving for a few hours. I'll come back tomorrow- AHH!" The empty vodka bottle smashes beside my head, shattering into a million pieces.

"Mike, come on. You have to clean that up." I try to be bossy like last time... Which did help but he wasn't drunk.

"I'm not your pet. You don't get to order me around. Whore." I'm not surprised by his attitude... This occurring often that I'd like. Not that I want it!

"Okay, I'm a whore but I've dressed up to go out and I'm not letting it go to waste." Be quite, mean, or talk yourself out.

Talk yourself out- CHECK!

"Oh Kellie, Kellie, Kellie. Do you ever wonder how I found you attractive? Me too. Every single day of my life." He walks closer, way too close for my liking.

"You know, I should get going." I step back, trying to leave the kitchen but Micheal grabs my wrist, turning me around.

"No you're not." He seems furious and now I know to keep quite... Or get beat up so I rather safe myself.

"Not talking?" He chuckles, caressing my cheek. I flinch at first, not wanting to be touched by him.

"Just how I like it." He leans closer, way way closer.

But suddenly he pulls away as id something just clicked.

"Whats wrong?" I wonder inside my mind, too scared to say it out loud.


But my thoughts are cut short by Micheal bringing his hand up, slapping me... I'm used to the sting. I'm used to the pain.





•FLASHBACK ENDS•






"KELLIE!" Stephanie yells, I focus back on the road than in my past but I realize that I'm about to crash into a tree. I grasp the steering wheel, steering to the left and saving both our asses.

"Oh my god! YOU ALMOST KILLED ME! Do you seriously hate me that much that you want me dead?! Stop the car. Stop the god damn car!!" Stephanie starts yelling, I stop at the side of the road ans Stephanie gets out.


"Where are you going?" I ask her, I messed up... Fuck!

"Uber!" She keeps going with the attitude and I want to slap her.





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