Unbroken (Sequel To Love Is Definitely Not Always Fair)

Ch. 4 - Off on Tour!

Jeffree strolled confidently down the mall, heading towards the more expensive area. I was on his shoulders again, looking round. I had never been down here before, but Jeffree seemed to know his way around. He paused at a shop window, and then went through the door, me ducking.

‘Mr Star!’ The woman at the counter looked up. ‘Good to see you again sir! How are you doing?’

‘I’m fine thank you Claire.’ Said Jeffree, gently lifting me from his shoulders. ‘How are you?’

‘I’m good. How can I help you today?’

‘We’re looking for a dress. A Prom dress.’ Said Jeffree.

She looked at me, and smiled. ‘Come over here.’

I gently walked over, a little shaky.

‘Hold you arms round, like a tree.’

She pulled a tape measure out, and started to take measurements.

‘Any specific style?’ she asked, the tape round my waist.

‘No.’ I said softly.

‘Good. I work at my best.’ She snapped the tape measure shut. ‘However, I think I might already have a dress in your style. A client ordered it, but she had to cancel her order due to money issues.’

She gave Jeffree a look, and he nodded. She took my wrist and led me in the back. I saw it, and gasped.

It was a short dress. The skirt was ruffled, and silky, and black. The top was strapless, but lined in silver. And it had a single silver brooch. It was simple, but it looked stunning.

‘Try it on.’ She motioned for me to take it.

I took it and went into the dressing room. Slipping it on with trembling fingers, I looked in the mirror.

‘Oh wow.’ I whispered.

‘Can I have a look?’ Jeffree’s voice came the other side of the curtain.

‘Yeah.’ I said, my gaze still on the girl in the mirror.

He pulled it back, and I saw a smile spread across his face.

‘Oh baby, it looks beautiful on you.’ He said.

I grinned, and he gave me a hug.

‘You want?’ he asked.

‘But, it’s probably so expensive…’ I muttered.

‘Psh. I have money than I care to count.’

I changed and took the dress over.

‘Thank you.’ Claire took it off me, folded it carefully, and placed it in a box lined with pink tissue paper. Placing the lid on, she took a white ribbon and tired it round the box, securing it in a bow.

I gasped at the price, but Jeffree simply handed his card over. She placed the receipt in the bag and handed it to me.

‘Have a great day.’

Jeffree sat me back on his shoulders and we left, and started to sing loudly.

‘My childhood was so fun, bein' ignored. So many scars, I look like a cutting board. My dad looks like Kurt Cobain, mom's an alcoholic, You gotta love it, eh, you gotta love it, eh!’

People were starting to stare oddly at us.

‘The apple never falls too far, Yeah I'm a fuckin' star! I rise above it, I rise above it, eh. Strap in and enjoy the ride, It's more fun if you risk your life!’