candyapple {book 1}

CHAPTER FOUR

September 13th, 2016

Dear Diary,

This morning I woke up to a text from Josh. It made my heart flutter and put a smile on my face. I'm really hungry though, I guess mom didn't wake me up for dinner. If she even cooked anything. Well, whatever. Time to get ready.

I reluctantly dragged myself out of bed, much to the dissatisfaction of Peanut. She was a lazy cat, much like myself, unwilling to wake up. She was lucky, though. Cats don't have school.

Peanut meowed at me when I turned the flickering light on. I prayed dad had paid the bills. Losing electricity was the last thing I needed.

"What do you think, Peanut?" I asked as I looked at myself in the mirror. The bruise wasn't as bad as it could have been, and has been before. I wasn't even upset that she hit me. I was more upset that she was now dealing too. More importantly, why she was giving her address to junkies. It showed how much she really cared about the safety of her child.

I shrugged to myself as I pulled my makeup bag out. I unzipped it and began my routine.

Much to my surprise, I heard a voice from down the hall.

"Turn that light off, would ya?"

My mother was clearly drunk and half-asleep. I rolled my eyes as I turned my lamp on to replace the ceiling light. Once I had pleased my mother, I began attempting to cover the bruise.

When I went to pump my foundation onto the dirty brush, I found it was almost empty. By almost empty I mean it was pumping air more than actual product. I quickly pulled my phone out and texted Amelia.

Me: We have a code 3

It wasn't even 5:30 yet, there was no way she would be awake to reply, but hopefully, when she woke up, she would be a knight in shining armour and help me.

I tried desperately to cover the bruise with what I had left for products. I then attempted to use concealer but soon realized that I was hopeless. Out of all days, I had to run out of foundation the one day I really needed it.

With a deep sigh, I went on with my makeup routine as usual and reached for my only eyeshadow palette. It had seen better days and I was running out of my everyday shades.

'Maybe I'll go bold today. Might even take the attention off of the bruise' I thought. I decided to go with pink on one lid and blue on the other. It was a risk, but I would have to take it if I wanted to save my favourite shades for another time.

Once I was done I got dressed in a white tee and light blue jeans. I put on the necklace I wore every day and went on my way to the kitchen.

I grabbed some cat food for Peanut before moving on to finding something for myself.

'My god we have more cat food than human food,' I thought.

"You are one spoiled cat, you know," I laughed, attempting to brighten my mood. I shook my head in defeat before grabbing a God-knows-how-old granola bar. As I began eating, my phone buzzed.

Ames: how bad? Pic?

I swallowed what was in my mouth before taking a quick snap of the bruise under my eye.

Ames: not too bad... I can run to the store and pick up another bottle for you real quick?

Me: That would be great, thank you

Ames: no prob girly

Thank the Good Lord Amelia lived beside a pharmacy. I would just have to get to school before the majority of the school did.