Chapter Twenty Five: Times Almost Up

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It's mid-May now. Things between Daniel and I have been good. Greg and Larson have been keeping their distance giving us space.

We have date night every Friday. We'll go to the movies, out to eat, or both. Sometimes we'll go shopping or if we don't feel like going out we'll stay in and bake or watch movies and order food.

I've kept my drug usage under control for the most part. Sometimes I'll slip up and start talking really fast or have my leg bounce like crazy but I'll catch myself before anyone else does. I know I shouldn't be doing this, it isn't healthy for me and could eventually hurt everyone around me but I can't help it. It makes me feel ten times better. Nobody suspects anything either.

I'm slowly gaining my weight back, my skins glowing and my hair isn't as bad. People just think I'm happy. They aren't wrong.

Daniel's made me happier than I've ever been. I feel like I can finally breathe with him. He understands me in ways I never thought anyone would be able to.

We still haven't slept together, god knows how much I want to though. If he wants to wait, I'll wait.

It's Saturday night and instead of being balled up next to Daniel on the bed watching Sex and The City or some super hero movie I'm out with Adelina and Lily, in tight clothes drinking booze and swaying our hips to the loud music booming through the speakers.

Adelina wore a off the shoulder long sleeve black dress and nude heels. She curled her hair and had light makeup on.

Lily, on the other hand, wore a dark green skirt with a plunging black long sleeve crop top

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Lily, on the other hand, wore a dark green skirt with a plunging black long sleeve crop top. Instead of keeping her natural coiled curls she straighten out her hair and paired everything with clear lipgloss and strappy heels.

Then there's me, wearing a velvet burgundy spaghetti strapped dress that went down mid-thigh

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Then there's me, wearing a velvet burgundy spaghetti strapped dress that went down mid-thigh. I curled my hair and added on some winged eyeliner with clear lipgloss, hoops, and plain old black heels.

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