Chapter 3: The Party

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"Emmaline, please leave, I'm fine." I tell her for the fifteenth time.

"Renae, if you were okay you wouldn't be crying on your floor wishing you were dead."

Damn, she always told me the truth but damn. I didn't want to hear that truth out loud.

"Big deal, why don't you just buy me ice cream and have a Reign marathon with me? Why do you want to make this so complicated?" I whine.

She wants to drag me to a party. Right after Calum just left me. It's official, we are broken up. I texted him in the morning telling him that unless he changed I didn't want anything to do with him.

"You need to have fun. Come on, when was the last time you got out of the house as a free woman?"

"Well, never, I've never left this house single. We bought it together..."

"It's a big spend, but I wouldn't want to be broke with anyone else." Calum said kissing my head and holding me as we gaze at our new house.

"I wouldn't be happier buying this with someone else. It's only been you Calum Hood. And it's only ever going to be you."

"I love you Renae Faith Smith, you're my light and I love you so much."

"I love you too Calum, now lets go see the inside!" I say jumping up and down like a child.

"Hello? Earth to Renae, I found this dress shoved in the back of your closet, the one I bought you two years ago, that you've never worn once." She says rolling her eyes and throwing the dress at me.

"Change." She demands pointing at my bedroom.

I peel my body off of the couch and drag my body to the bedroom. Quickly taking my sweatpants and tank top off I put on the dress. The dress was a tight navy blue dress with a deep V-line, that ended right above my knees.

Not going to lie, I looked good. It showed off my natural curve. Not to mention that my ass looked popping. If only Calum were here. He'd tell me how beautiful I was. How lucky he was to have me. That I was his world.

"Renae we're leaving!" Emmaline calls to me.

Emmaline is my best friend, but she's fucking insane if she thinks I'm going to have a good time at a party that I know no one at.

"Coming!" I yell and grab my purse and phone.

I stop at the front door to put my gym shoes on. I actually managed to let Mrs. Crazy-Pants to let me wear normal shoes instead of heels. Stepping out into the January weather I realize that tonight is a little chillier than it has been.

Regretting not grabbing a sweater I take my keys out of my purse and lock my house up. Wow, my house. That's weird to say. I shake my head. No, tonight I will forget about him. He's probably not even thinking about me right now. Emmaline honks the car horn at me and gives me a "what the fuck is taking so long" look.

I roll my eyes and get into her car. She plugs her phone into the aux and plays Angel by Shaggy. We both just sit there listening to it, but she doesn't dare talk because she knows that she already pushing it with this party.

"You don't have to be uncomfortable about asking about it, I know you want to know, but I just don't want to talk about it right now, but I promise I'll answer any of your questions when I'm ready." I smile at her feeling bad that she's dealing with this.

She lets out a breath,"Oh thank God, I was scared you were going to jump out of the car or something."

"Why would I jump out of the car?" I laugh.

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