One Smile Please

Chapter Eighteen

One Smile Please

Chapter Eighteen:

See the cupboard. Feel the cupboard. Be the cupboard.

Okay I swear I have not lost it... it's technically Jenny who has lost it! She was out for my fucking blood!

"Come out; come out wherever you are Charlie..." She shouted from somewhere in a really patronising tone. I was not a kid! I huff. But then realise it was really loud... shite. I tried to cower in the furthest corner of my cupboard hoping Jenny was deaf.

Unfortunately she wasn't hence the doors of the cupboard were whipped open not a second later. "Got you!"

"No!" I scream and bolt past her. "I will never oblige!"

Where to?! Where to?!?! I thought looking for an escape route. Simon's house! It was only a street away. If I ran I could make it. So that's exactly what I did. I ran to Simon's house. It took me precisely forty-nine seconds. Some neighbours looked like they were going to call the mental hospital and others looked like they were going to call the police. Woops...

I slammed the door as hard as I could! "Open up you dumbfoozle! OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW YOU EXCUSE OF A DUDE!" Queue consistent knocking. When the idiot finally opened up I punched him.

"What the fu-" I punched him again.

He glared at me. "You punch like a bloody guy!" I mentally smirked. "I guess I deserved that... But what was the first one for?!"

"You took forever to open up!" I say and then walk in. Okay maybe run in. Technicalities. "Hi Cece!" I said as I ran past her in the kitchen.

"What are you doing here!?" Simon questioned walking after me. "Aren't you meant to be with Jenny preparing for-"

"Don't say it!" I hissed. Then there was banging on the door. Shit. "Save me!" I screech and hide under dining table. Next thing I know Cece's there too.

"What happened?" she whispered.

"Nothing, Jenny just wants to kill me that's all..." I reply but I'm already planning my funeral. Yes I plan my funeral! I mean I would not leave that up to my friends! They would probably get me a pink coffin and make everyone wear pink or green suits/dresses instead of black just to spite my soul.

Cece giggled and I heard Jenny coming in. I am going to die.

"She's here!" Cece shouted popping her head out. Oh that evil child! Just as I was about to make another escape I felt someone grab my legs and start pulling me out from under the table. You know in horror movies when a character gets dragged away into the depths of nothingness. Yeah I felt like that.

"No! No! No!" I screamed. 

So you may be slightly confused as to what the fuck was going on. Well... you know how Jenny mentioned a fashion show earlier? Well I must've been drunk to have agreed to something like that. I mean how could I willingly sign up to wear dresses?! And the heels?! 
They were the height of frigging Mount Everest! Did she want me to die!? Probably. Anyways after coming back from work slightly early -as I finished all my work pretty quickly, I had come home to Jenny sitting on the stairs with a malicious and evil look. She told me that she had sent Cece to Simon's and it was time. It was time. That's when my eyes travelled to the heels next to her and that's when I ran and hid for my life.

"Come on Charlie! You agreed to this!" Jenny pleads whilst pulling at one of my legs.

"Get out from under my table!" shouted Simon, pulling at my other leg. Ugh.