Not Quite Over You (rrbxppg)

Chapter 1

It's like once you get hurt you're so scared to get attached again. Like you have this fear that every person you start to like is going to break your heart.

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I stared blankly at my black wall, I tend to do this every night except I have no tears left to shed, "BLOSSOM!"

It was bubbles, in flash of neon pink, I was in her bed with bubbles on my lap, her head shoved in my chest. Her choked sobs, I just petted her hair and whispered comforting words in her ear.

That's how most nights were, one of my sisters would get a nightmare and I'd comfort them.

The professor had to go to a business trip with his science buddies, we needed the money.

Once bubbles fell back asleep I carried her to my room, I'm still freaked out to have people to touch me but my sisters are an exception. When I walked in buttercup was sitting on the edge of my bed, her head in her hands, you could hear her crying, I put bubbles on one side of the bed and hugged buttercup. She crawled to the other end, I turned on the hall light and left my door a crack open. I went to the middle and they both curled into my sides. I waited till they were fully asleep till I fell asleep.

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I woke up at 5:30 A.M, I slipped out of bed not waking my sisters up. We each have our own bathroom, I walked into mine, took off bricks favorite sweat shirt he gave me, it goes mid thigh, I know it was stupid to keep it but I felt like I had too. During my shower I scrubbed my skin till it was all red, I always did that because I could still feel their hands on my body. I hated it, I used my strawberry shampoo/conditioner. Then when I got out I used strawberry scented body lotion.

I walked out with a towel on, then walked into my walk in closet. I put on black leggings, pink hoodie, that went to my mid thigh and light brown Uggs. I walked out, my sisters still sleeping, I'd smile if I could. I walked up to my make-up table, I put on foundation, black mascara/eyeliner, light brown eyeshadow and pink sparkly lip gloss.

Then I did my hair that reached my knees, naturally wavy. I put it in a high pony tail with a ribbon and tied it in a small bow.

My phone beeped, and I picked it up, 'Reminder: Bubbles Art Show Today!!!' Flashed across the screen.

I pressed okay and walked to bubbles room, the door was baby blue and the walls were white with little baby blue bubbles. She had a queen sized bed in the corner if the room, her comforter was dark blue and the pillows are white. The whole bed has stuff animals on it but Octie took the main spot in front of her pillows. On the opposite side off the room held all her art stuff, sketch books, paints, crayons, markers, oil pastels, canvasses, etc. Her round window was open blowing the dark blue curtains inside, I just shut and locked it. The wall in front of her bed had 2 doors both painted dark blue, one being the bathroom and the other being the walk in closet. I went to the closet and picked out, a white knee length dress, it had sleeves that went to the elbow and a big baby blue belt. Then I grabbed her baby blue flats and 2 dark blue bows. I set them in my room then went to buttercups room.

Buttercups door was lime green and the walls were dark green. Her queen sized bed laid in between the closet and bathroom doors, both painter lime green, it had a lime green comforter and black pillows. Her old blanket folded on the edge of the bed. On the opposite wall laid a bunch of boxing stuff, punching bags, weights, mats for pull ups, etc and the similar round window was opposite from the main door, dark green curtains. I went into her closet and pulled out her lime green leggings, a light grey sweat shirt that went mid thigh, her black combat boots and one green bow.

I walked back to my room with the shower running, bubbles and her clothes missing.

I woke up buttercup, "I'm sleeping blossom, go away." she mumbled.

"Buttercup I'm making bacon, eggs and waffles for breakfast and today's bubbles art show, we want to be there when she wins."

"Okay, okay I'm up!" She said yawning out the words.

"I picked out some clothes for you, not basket ball shorts or sweats because it's her art show, now go get showered and I'll do your hair." My sisters have been to depressed to do things so they don't really do their hair or make up but I always do it for them. I may be depressed but I need to put them first, they're always first.

"Thanks bloss!" She yelled, clothes in hand running to her room.

Bubbles came out in her outfit, "You look beautiful bubbles."

She smiled lightly at me and sat in front of my mirror. I pulled her hair back and put foundation, black mascara/eyeliner, blush and light pink lipstick.

Then I blow dried her hair, which went mid back, naturally straight. I put it in its two regular pig tails but curled them and put in the bows.

"Thanks blossom, I'm gonna get my backpack and art stuff together."

"No problem." I replied as she left. I looked around my room, my door was pink and my walls were pitch black, pink glow in the dark stars were on the ceiling. My queen sized bed was in the middle on the right side of the wall. My bathroom and closet doors on the opposite side both painted pink and my make up/mirror station in between them. My walls use to be white with pink hearts but since I was attacked, I painted them black. The same round window with red curtains, opposite of the main door and the wind blowing the curtains in. My bed had a pink comforter and red pillows, my old huge red bow laid on the pink side dresser.

My room was in between of both my sisters bedrooms.

Buttercup came in, she sat down in the same spot bubbles did. I put her hair back and put foundation, mascara and clear lip gloss. Buttercup still doesn't do make up, still a Tom boy, she almost gave up sports but I told not to and that I'd burn her blanket if she did. Same with bubbles and art but instead of a blanket I said Octie.

I blow dried her wet hair that reached her shoulders. Once it was dry, I left it down, curled it and put in her dark green bow.

She thanked me and left to get her school stuff together. I grabbed my pink backpack then I went downstairs and cooked breakfast, like I promised buttercup.