Standing By (Avi Kaplan fan fic)

Fifteen

I looked at myself in the merrier. My body shape more noticeable now. The clothes Kirstie had let me borrow were a bit to big on my lanky form. But when discovered now, that I have clothes that fit me, I now give off a curvy form, and a pretty face. My brown hair fell in folds down my back over my black sweater, and my grey skinny jeans. I looked down to my small feet, kicking my heals together. The black converse fitting my form. "Here, Avi will love this on you." A patch of fabric fell over the door and hit the floor. I scooped it up and spread the small patch of black wool to be a beanie hat. Patterns sketched into the plane black hat, I slipped it on over my head and nervously shuffled out of the door to where the others stand. Gasps an smiles filled the small sitting room as they looked me over with an intense eye. "Charlie, oh my gosh. You looked good before. But now..." Kirstie trailed off as she looked me up and down. The boys nodding in approval. "Ok. This will be bought," Mitch began as he pointed at then ten other bags sitting in the corner waiting to be purchased. "But what I've been Savin. Is this." He said an handed me two patches of fabric that were silky and ran through my fingers easily. Before I could look it over they pushed me into the room and shut the door behind me. I looked over the fabrics finally realized that it was a bikini. It was a deep red, with patterns running through it of white flowers and then just other random sketches that met over my right breast that formed three beautiful flowers. In the middle of each flower lay a diamond that when the light passed through, all the colors contrasted. Especially green. The color reminding me of Avi. I've never really had a bathing suit before. So yes I was slightly nervous to try it on. Quickly I slid off my own clothes and then slipped on my own. As I finally looked up at myself I gasped. Was that me? It too me a while to look over myself. Most of the bruises and scars on my body were healed. My stomach was no longer skinny enough to see my ribs. But a healthy skinny. My stomach flat, and even the distinctive two lines that ran down my stomach that indicated I was growing my usually abs that I ones had before I bet John. My body was now fuller and lady like. My chest slightly fuller than before, and my behind large, and hips wide. I took a nervous breath and slid from the room to find three people I know as my friends waiting anxiously in the other side of the door. But what really had me nervous was the man walking closely to us. The man staring directly at me. The man that took my own life away from me ones. John.