Damaged

Chapter 9

"Bye." Cameron walked into my room.

"See ya around." I smiled.

I honestly wanted him out since I only had half an hour to get ready for my date with Carl.

I waited until he got into the car by watching from my window.
I know, I figured out I'm a stalker when I looked through my recently searched in Instagram...

I got my thoughts into place and walked into the bathroom and switched on the shower, letting only hot water run while I brushed my hair.
I felt the water with my hand carefully before undressing and stepping in.

I dried off my hair and body with my purple towel and wrapped it around me to go look for my clothes I'd picked out.

I lay them on my bed before sitting down in front of my mirror to do my makeup, leaving the mirror with a new face.
I took the towel off my head and picked up my brush, my blonde hair turned to brown as the natural highlights took over when it got wet.

I brushed it straight, it was only a little damp now.

I gave myself a spray of deo to finish off my sly.

I unplugged my phone from its charger and opened my door quickly, walking casually down the hall and into the lounge.

"See ya." I said to my brother.

He always knows when I'm lying or what I need at the time. We are really close.

"Don't have too much fun." He winked at me, looking up from his phone.

I kept walking but lifted my middle finger into the air behind my head and I heard him laugh from behind me.
It made me sad when I remembered how I'm lying to my family.
First of all, I wasn't allowed to have a boyfriend till I was 17 never mind loose my virginity on my 16th birthday.
2nd of all, I hid Liam from them and they don't know we were dating but just thought I liked him.
Now I don't even talk to him.
They don't know that Carl exists and my parents don't know my feelings for Cameron.
I'm pretty sure James knows what happened that day I met Cameron but that's fine.

It's not like I've decided between the two. Haven't even decided who I am.
Is my name Miley?
Am I just a slut that lost her virginity at 16.
The girl who pretends to be someone else in front of her parents because she's not really what they want her to be.

I thought of all that happened in the first two months of this year.
Can March come sooner? Can it bring me better things?

My head was down on the tar road I walked on.

"Someone's looking sexy."

I looked up to see Carl walking towards me with a smirk on his face.

I smiled back.

"Hey." I grabbed his waist for a hug as he grabbed mine.

He turned around and walked next to me.
Taking my hand into his free hand. Holding his phone in the other.

As we arrived at the party the sun was setting, giving an amazing view over the dam.

"Hey, Mike." Carl pulled me in the direction of his friend.