A/N: So what's everyone thinking of Bella who is based of wattpadder, Bellaspicer? Let me know! Rhy :-) xx
Chapter 21:
Bella's POV:
I don't even know what to think. I though Hayley was ok until she told me she tried to spike a guy so he'd have sex with her and break her "friend's" heart.
"Un-fucking-believable." I shook my head.
"You haven't even heard the worst part yet." She started to cry. I don't know how it could get any worse.
"Rhy is my second cousin by marriage." She looked down, ashamed. And so she fucking should be.
"Oh for FUCKS sake! You're pathetic and I have no sympathy."
"I know." She was really crying now. She deserves it.
"Let me guess, you haven't told anyone else."
She nodded and kept crying.
"Especially Rhy."
She nodded again. Speaking of the devil, Rhyana walked over and pulled Hayley into a hug.
"Hay, stop crying hunny. What's up?" Hayley looked at me over Rhy's shoulder and widened her watery eyes anxiously. Please Don't! Her eyes begged. I will tell her eventually. But not now. Think of a cover up, Bella, and quickly!
"Err, Hayley was just telling me how her grandparents eloped here and her grandmother donated a dress to us which was, err.." I picked up the dress next to us on the rack, "this one!"
It was a quite nice, elegant, plain ivory dress which was floor-length with shoulder straps and a dainty veil. It was modest, hidden and elegant. Perfect for the romance I just fictionally created.
"Woah! That's amazing!" Rhyana gasped, looking at the dress.
She smiled. "This one. You have to try it on. You were born for that dress."
I almost laughed. With her bright orange traffic cone hair and Casper the ghost skin tone, she's going to look like a long, skinny, white box with an orange lid.
"Fine." Hayley wiped her eyes and picked up the dress wear for the unveiling. She walked off towards the changing rooms.
"I'm not one for the lovey-dovey-mushy bolloks," Rhy started.
I laughed and tried not to sound like I wanted to scream. Which I did. I wanted to yell about everything. I've known these people the space of 1 hour and I already know more about each of them than they do eachother. It's insanity.
"But that is quite adorable. What are the chances that the story you told Megan was true and the dress fits her like a glove?"
None hopefully.
"Probably loads! I really hope it does fit her. The perfect end to the perfect story." I tried not to sound cynical bitter. That was a hard task. I didn't sound bitter but I didn't sound enthusiastic. Rhyana noticed because she narrowed her eyes and tilted her head slightly. She regained composure and shrugged.
Change subject! Quick! "Don't you think you should be getting ready for the unveiling?"
"Actually, yeah I should! My outfit is already in changing room 3 with all the accessories."
She leaned towards me. "Everyone knows I like this guy, he's travelling with us actually. His name is Alex."
My heart cracked a little bit for her. I heard it in my ears.
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