Chapter 12

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As Sam walks out nursing his jaw Ryder runs out after him.
All I can hear is shouting and swearing.
Great

*Ryder's POV*
By the time he walks out nursing that jaw I can feel Mimi gripping the back of my shirt shaking.
I'll make him pay.
"Get out you scum" I say.
"You really think I girl like that will stay will you?" He says this spitting out the words.
"Do you know what yeah, yeah I do" is my reply but in all honesty, no I don't think she will. We're so different she's got class, glamor, beauty, smarts and not to mention money on her side.

The rest of it invoke swearing and fighting (physically). I got one hard hit in the stomach but he got away much worse.

When I did get back into the house I couldn't find Mimi.
"Mimi!!!!! Where are you?!?"
"Ryder are you okay?!?" I heard her call from the converted attic.
I ran up there as fast as I could as I could hear her crying.
When I got up there she was on the sofa in a heap, blanket up to her chin.
I crawled in with her and gently kissed her. She kissed me back but harder.

"I love you" I said in between her kisses. I could feel her smile as she kissed me again.
"Babes it your birthday tomorrow, we need to go out now" I said when we stopped making out.
"How the **** are we gonna go into public and not get caught????"
"Well makeup for you and shades and stuff for me."
"You rebel" she joked. We both laughed.

I gave her a makeup bag and she got to work when she came back I couldn't believe it was her. The makeup was heavy and her face looked different as I've only seen her natural. She did need that crap. She was gorgeous. No word about it.

"Hi I'm Lucy" she exclaimed with a very good American accent. I laughed with her.

"Lets go bæ" she said winking as I cringed she knew I hated that word.
"Shut up" I laughed before kind kissing her cheek as I got in the car.

*35 mins later*

"Here we are Lucy" #banter.
"Why thank you Timmy" she said flashing me a wink. We were both in hysterics.

"We're going into that dress shop called 'fabulous' it's expensive and amazing. Go in and pick any dress you'd want for a masquerade ball. And by matching heels accessories and of course a mask -" I was ranting but cut of by
"How are you going to afford this?!?" She excitedly squealed.

"My mums old friend owns it. I get that stuff for free" I explained "so don't worry about price babes."
I kissed her once we'd parked, held her hand and walked in.

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