FORTY-NINE

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BONUS UPDATE! SPECIAL CHAPTER!

"Bella."

I press my face deeper into the pillow while mumbling incoherent words. Lydia gently rubs my back as she tries to cheer me up.

When I left school earlier, I came straight home to an empty house. I was glad that my mom had taken Cam to school and went to work. After school ended, Lydia made a beeline to my house and apologized for not telling me about Hunter's return sooner.

But in reality, she had no reason to apologize. I was the one who fucked up and that isn't new. So instead of her apologizing, I'm the one who apologized.

"You know... There's a party tonight-"

"What's with you and parties?" I shout into pillow.

"They're fun. And they help me take my mind off stuff."

I roll over onto my back so that I can look at her. "Stuff like Blake?" I ask. She rolls her eyes at me before nodding. "Why don't you just date Chris? You're always with him."

"Chris doesn't like me." She states. "And plus I'm hooked on Blake."

"I don't understand why," I mumble as I lean up.

"He's better than Hunter." She tells me and I feel my heart thump in my chest.

"Everyone's better than Hunter." I quickly turn away from her.

"So... Party tonight?"

I stand up and as I walk into the ensuite, I turn to her, "Who's throwing it?"

"Blake..." She looks down at her hands.

"Yeah," I sigh and her eyes snap up to mine, "Let's go." I nod and a grin take over her face.

After I've taken a shower, I let Lydia do my makeup and hair. She blow dries my hair before curling it. She does my makeup, a lot less then what she did last time, with only a little eye shadow, eye liner, mascara and lipstick.

As she putting lipstick on me, she glances down at my bandaged hand. "Do you want me to put on a new one?"

I shake my head and her eyes soften, "I'm fine." I assure her and she nods.

When she finishes my makeup, she forces me into a black, short sleeve dress, and she ties a blue and white flannel around my waist before shoving her black Vans onto my feet. Lydia curls her own hair and does her own makeup before putting on a white thin shirt and a black skirt with black strapped heels.

"Bella!" She shouts from the bathroom and I furrow my brows.

"What?"

"Come in here!" I walk into the bathroom and she instantly grabs me and wraps her arm around my waist.

"What are you doing!?"

"We're taking a picture so I can post it on Snapchat and Hunter will get jealous because he doesn't deserve you."

"Why would he get jealous over something he doesn't want?" I continue to furrow my brows and she hits me on the side of the head. "Just take the goddamn picture." I groan.

She opens Snapchat and quickly takes a picture of us posing in the mirror. She lets go of me and captions the picture:

Girls night with my main bitch :P

I roll my eyes while chuckling. "Let's go." 

We walk downstairs to find the house empty. I walk into the kitchen, grabbing a sticky note off the fridge and quickly writing my mom a note that Lydia and I were going out for the night.

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