We're a week away from the Christmas party. I still haven't told David that I'm bringing Zach and more important. I still don't have a dress.
I didn't even know that was necessary but after informing Clara about it I sorta got the point. Still not all the way though. But I do want to make a good first impression. I want to show this family that I'm amazing and I want David to regret every choice he ever made about me. That includes his choices in the past as well as those in the present.
Today after work me and Zach, will go shopping because he needs a tux.
Jack resigned after getting beat up by Zach. I still don't exactly know what happened that night, but I let it go.
Clara taught me how to do make-up over the last few weeks which was fun. It started out disgusting, the feeling of concealer under my eyes was weird but I've gotten used to it. Concealer and mascara are products that I almost use daily now. I like how it brightens my eyes. Clara's also going to do my hair and make-up next week. I'm excited about the party, but at the same time, I'm nervous.
My shift ends at 2 and Zach is already waiting for me at the front of the store in his car. I grin at him as I get in and he drives away. He didn't want to do this, I guess he didn't realize that you need a tux for rich people parties.
We get to the mall 'Water Tower Place' and my mouth falls open as we walk in. Big lit up snowflakes hang in the open space and you can look at all the floor above and under us. "Jesus this place is huge." I look at Zach who doesn't look impressed. Probably because he's seen this place multiple times before.
"Let's just find you a dress and find me a tux and get out of here." He says, getting straight to the point and I roll my eyes. We first look for a tux for Zach.
He just gets an all-black suit and he looks HOT in it. Not that I'll tell him that but god damn it.
After that, we go hunting for a dress for me. I have absolutely no idea what I'm looking for though. We're standing in a store with way too expensive dresses but whatever. We're just looking for now.
"Zach?" I ask and he looks up at me from his phone. He's been sitting in a lounge chair since we got in this store. "What color would I look good in and would fit into the Christmas spirit?" I ask and he looks me up and down. "Red." He then says and turns his attention back to his phone.
Red. Okay, I can work with red. I'm randomly looking at some clothing racks when I spot a sparkly red dress. I grab it and my mouth falls open again. On the hanger, the dress already looks amazing. Fuck I have to try this on.
I look at the price tag. 200 dollars. That's a lot of money. My mouth literally falls open. I hesitate. Am I going to put myself through this heartbreak?
Yes, I am. I'll be damned if I don't try on this dress. I never thought that clothing could make you feel this way.
I disappear into a changing room and put the dress carefully on. The dress fits amazing. Fuck. I hate myself right now for putting the dress on. I can't afford this beauty.
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