Owning Her| OLD

Chapter Forty-Three

I look in the mirror and glance at Diana. The pants fit me perfectly, but I didn't like the top. I shake my head.

"I'm not buying shit, unless it's a dress," she huffs.

"I tried three dresses there all ugly one and two way to showy."

"That's the whole point, to show off this sexy body of yours," she groans.

"How about we come to a mutual agreement," I offer.

"Dress or nothing."

I sigh and go back into the changing room. I take off the clothes and put them into a no pile. This was the last shop I was going to, so I have to find something. I had a few more options that I could choose from.

One hour later of arguing and shopping, we found something. It was mutually agreed. It was between a pink dress or a tie-dye orange, yellow and red dress.

We chose the tie-dye one. It was a mini body-con and fit me perfectly. The front exposed my chest, so I can't wear a bra with it at all. It was held by a single chain across, the back was slightly exposed. I was going to have to be careful when bending down.

I got lace orange heels to go with it, so it didn't look like a messy fit. Everything else about this shopping trip was hell. I did end up getting everything needed though.

It was fun, but it was hell. Noah made it ten times better. I used him as my excuse after ever minor inconvenience with Diana. We both got irritated at one point when Travis started calling.

We both knew it meant he ran out of money. He was coming up with some bullshit excuse about seeing Noah and blah blah. He can really go die and suck dick for living.

What took the longest was getting ready. I had shaved and that took the longest time. I took my time with skin care as well. I really took this time to really show myself some love. By the time for me to leave I looked like a whole different person.

I looked older at least twenty-five or twenty-six. I could easily lie about my age. I'm not even legal to drink. I had to take some photos, because it had been the longest time I had felt me.

"I put some condoms in your purse just in case," she grins.

I furrow my eyebrows and slightly screw up my face. I looked her up and down. I was not having sex tonight and I know that for a fact.

"I'm not having sex."

"Bitch, you need to double check in the mirror. You look so fucking sexy right now, niggas are gonna be wanting you."

"I'm not having sex," I repeat.

"Lame ass bitch," she boos.

"It's true, I'm not having sex with a random guy."

"Uhuh, if you say so," she nods.

I checked for the Uber and made sure I was looking at the right address. My ride was coming in five minutes and it was a thirty minute drive.

I said my goodbye to Noah and left him all the kisses in the world. I said bye to Diana, who was jumping up and down like a child. She's supposed to be older than me.

I was updating Diana on the ride there and texting Devon to let him know I was on my way. I looked outside the window and let my mind wander.

I need to call my mom after this. I needed to talk to her and see how she was doing. I'm still scared to talk to her after all this time. I can't imagine how the conversation will go, what she would say.

I would have to apologize for my stupidity and my selfishness. I know that for a fact, but for not being the daughter I could have possibly been.

I sighed and tried to shift my thoughts to something more positive. I need to focus on the good and not the bad.