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🥀 C H A P T E R 42 🥀

Someday, Everything Will Make Perfect Sense. So For Now, Laugh At The Confusion, Smile Through The Tears, And Keep Reminding Yourself That Everything Happens For A Reason.

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The annoying and loud sound of Nova's alarm beeped through her room, indicating that it was a new day and school came along with it. Nova lays in her bed for a few minutes, just staring at the white ceiling above her, while thinking about the things today held for her.

She lets out a loud groan before kicking her feet out the bed and placing them on the cold wooden floor. A yawn escaped her mouth as she roughly scratched through the tangle of hair she had upon her head. Her feet direct her into her bathroom as she flicks the light on and lazily walks over to the sink, he hand reaches for her electric toothbrush and toothpaste before she begins her school morning routine.

After brushing her pearly whites, she walked over to the shower and turned the nob to the hot temperature she liked. Nova uses the hair tie on her wrist to tie her hair up into a high bun, still amazed at it's somewhat straight appearance.

Nova walked over to the mirror to make sure all her hair was up along with non sticking to her neck- Wait, her neck.

A loud gasp flys from Nova's mouth as she examines all the dark red spots scattered across her neck and collar bone. Nova brings a hand to her neck, touching one, trying to figure out what and where it came from.

I'm not allergic to anything...

I didn't wash with anything different last night...

I didn't spray too much perfume...

Makeup didn't even go on my neck yesterday....

Hickeys aren't even in my vocabulary...

I didn't ge-

hickeys.

"No." Nova gasp covering her mouth with one of her hands. Memories of Chris last night bought a blush to Nova's face, but quickly faded once she realized the bites were still in her neck.

Can you scrub these things off?

Nova stood there for at least another five minutes before stripping and rushing into the shower, she quickly washes well before hopping out. She stands in her closet picking out an outfit that would hopefully cover her neck, makeup was always a choice- but due to her obsessing over the marks she no longer had time to even fidget with makeup.

Her hand reaches out for a burgundy PINK hoodie along with a pair of white skinny jeans and her Red Velvet Air Jordan 11's. Her socks were decorated in the Blood gang sign and were a bright red color. Nova then begins to get dressed along with putting her classic perfume and lotion on.

Her last step was to take her hair out the bun and let it fall down her back, there was no way she was wearing her hair up today. Nova cursed under her breath, realizing that she had practice after school; she grabs her duffel bag before throwing in a pair of black Nike basketball shorts and a light pink Nike T-shirt.

The marks should be gone by then...Right?

A bottle of her favorite foundation was tossed in along with a beauty blender; these two items hid the cuts on her wrist- just because she didn't cut as frequently doesn't mean the scars still weren't there.