Authors note:
TW!
1. Slight mention of self-harm.
2. So as you know, in this story, multiple languages are spoken. For the translations, I will be using google translate. The translations will not be perfect so if I make a mistake, please correct me! Thank you :)
Enjoy ♡︎
Avery's POV
I'm trapped, please let me out of here. Why can't anyone hear me? Hello? Anyone?
Maybe this is the end, maybe just maybe I'll finally be at peace.
BANG!
My eyes tardily begin to open from the reverberant noise, my head is pounding and I feel discomforting pains all over my body.
How long have I been passed out for?
Too long.
I look down at the mess I have created, my arms have been drawn on with that stupid blade. The blood had mostly dried up, but everything was so visible.
Why did I let the blade win? I should've fought harder.
I grab the edge of the bathroom counter to brace myself from stumbling over, no matter how sore I am, I have to get ready for work.
I slowly make my way to my closest and I take a look at my outfit choices, there wasn't much but I manage to find a pair of leggings and a light grey sweater. It wasn't the appropriate work clothing but I'm sure Susan will be ok with it, she's an understanding lady and I've talked to her about some of my struggles before, she acknowledges me as a person and not as my problems. She has stated before that she believes an individuals problems do not define them as a person and I admire that about her.
After choosing my outfit, I limp back to the bathroom and turn on the shower. I slowly begin to undress, trying to be as careful as I could be; my body was sore from all the damage.
I finish my usual routine I would normally do in the morning and I head out the door, I don't bother to look for my parents, I don't want to face them after what happened last night.
Time passes on and I arrive at work, the first thing I need to do is explain to Susan why I look the way I do. I head towards the back and I see Susan making her famous apple pie; her apple pie is one of the best selling desserts we sell in the store.
Before I could approach her, Susan turns around and she takes a good look at me, without saying a word, she just nods at me, indicating that she knew what I was going to say.
Wow. She's like a mind reader.
"You'll be at the register today honey," Susan kindly said to me as she turned back around to make her pie.
I'm glad I'm not waiting today, I don't feel like talking to other people that I don't know. It feels unusual to think that, but it's the truth, I've dealt with so much in the past 24 hours, I don't know how much more I can take.
I stand behind the register and pull out my book that I am reading, as I'm reading, my hands start to shake and my breathing hastily picks up. Why is this happening to me now? I'm in the middle of work, can I please just get a break for once.
As my hands start to shake more, my head lifts to the sound of the bell, standing right in front of me is Derryn. I promptly limp over to her and hug her, she hugs me back. It's sore, but it's worth the pain.
Derryn has always been so understanding and not once has she ever judged me. That's a true best friend. She holds me close; she smells good.
"How long until work ends belle?" Derryn asks and she continues to hug me.
"I just got here silly, I still have to work my shift," I reply, I wasn't in the working mood at all but at the moment, I'm the definition of poor and I need to pull it together.
"What if I talk to Susan? I'm sure she'll let you have today off," she whispers into my ear.
"I can't afford to miss another day, I'm like broke," I giggle, it wasn't even funny, why am I laughing?
"Hey Avery, it's not too busy today and I need to close early, I need to take my husband to his hospital checkup, so you're more than welcome to leave now, you will still earn today's paycheck," Susan reassures me.
"Well won't you look at that, it's your lucky day babes," Derryn laughs, maybe today will be a good day?
Derryn let's go of me.
"Look, I want to take you out for dinner," I stare weirdly at her, we never go out for dinner.
"I want to introduce you to someone I met while I was at boarding school," I stare harder.
"They'll be bringing someone as well and they said I was more than welcome to invite someone as well," I don't like where this is heading.
"Come on, please? I'll get you dressed up and everything, we always used to dress up when we were little kids," she gives me her puppy dog eyes.
There's no way I can say no now.
"Ok fine, only for you though," I smile at her.
"YAY!" Derryn squeals.
"Come on, let's go back to my place, otherwise we might be late, I have the perfect vision for you," and just like that, Derryn drags me out the door.
Being in her car makes me feel like royalty. I've never had a car before, so getting rides in them is an amazing experience.
The drive wasn't too long, we pulled up to her apartment a few minutes later.
As soon as I enter her apartment, she drags me into her room.
Why is she always dragging me around?
"Sit down on my bed, I have a few outfits for you to try on, just wait one moment," and she disappears into her closet.
After a few minutes, she walks out with lots of clothes in her hands. I thought she only said a few.
She shows me the different options as well as shoes. It was a difficult choice as I didn't grow up with luxury clothes like what Derryn has.
Looking through all the options, we both finally decide on a white spaghetti strap dress, with a trianglar cut out at the front and a bow. Meanwhile, she chose a black bodycon dress that has mesh sleeves. As for shoes, Derryn chose a pair of black heels that have a lace bow and I chose a pair of thick, beige heels.
Avery's Outfit^
Derryn's Outfit^
We both got dressed, and I must admit, this girl has style.
I was first to see Derryn and she looked like a goddess.
I was next, the dress hugged onto my body and the shoes fit perfectly. I stepped out and gave Derryn a little twirl so she could see the full outfit, she cheered and clapped for me like she was my biggest fan and honestly she is, but then a gloomy look took over.
"Avery, what is on your arm and your stomach?"
Busted.
"I- I can explain, it's not what it looks like," I stutter.
"I think it's exactly what it looks like, why wouldn't you tell me? I thought your parents were done, I thought you stopped, why wouldn't you say anything? You know I'm always here for you, you know that I wouldn't judge you, why wouldn't you tell your best friend?" Derryn asked me with tears in her eyes.
I didn't mean to hurt my best friend.
"I don't know why I kept it from you, I think I thought that you would be disappointed I guess," I mutter quietly.
Derryn pulls me into her arms and strokes my hair gently. She then whispers, "je t'aime, come on let's get this cleaned up and then we can start on hair and make-up ok?", she kisses my cheek, I'm so lucky to have her in my life.
'je t'aime = I love you'
Derryn carefully wraps my arm in a white bandage and covers my bruises with foundation. It was a sore process but it's ok, at least I'm covered now.
She then begins my make-up. She told me I didn't need much because of my 'natural' beauty, so all she did was some mascara, eyeliner, high-light and lip gloss. She then straightens my hair and pulls it into a loose ponytail with a black scrunchie.
After finishing with me, she does her hair and her make-up, she works fast so we won't be late.
"Wow, you look like a principessa," Derryn giggles at my compliment before telling me I look 'gorgeous'
We head out the door and Derryn lets me know we're off to a restaurant.
The drive to the restaurant is around 20 minutes, during that time we talked, laughed and sang to the music. Moments like these make me want to stay.
After the drive, we arrived at the restaurant.
Woah.
The place looked fancy, like, undoubtedly rich fancy. The building was 2 stories, the outside looked like what I assume is black marble, and there was a big 'L' planted in the middle of the building.
We headed inside and the inside was even more gorgeous than the outside. Some billionaire must own this place.
We make our way through the restaurant and upstairs, Derryn lets me know that upstairs is a private area.
As we walk up the stairs, I admire the artwork on the walls, each painting was exquisitely detailed, each different and unique in its own ways.
"Hello Madam, do you have a reservation?" I hear a waitress talking to Derryn.
"Yes we do, just with the Devlina's please," she responds.
Devlina's? Who are they?
"Right this way ladies," and we follow the waitress.
The waitress takes us to a table that is isolated from all the other tables.
I look over to the two gentlemen sitting down and I couldn't believe it.
"Avery, meet Ace, my boyfriend and Lorenzo, his brother," she speaks calmly
"Hey, Avery, it's nice to finally meet you, Derryn speaks very highly of you," Ace smiles.
But my attention wasn't focused on Ace.
It was focused on him.
~ 08/02/22
Sorry for not posting since January!! I complete forgot about it and I've been so busy but here's chapter 6 :)
I hope you guys enjoy it, I haven't made any changes so the upcoming chapters are cringey and horrible but it is what it is.
I hope you're all doing well! Don't be a silent reader, I love reading your comments!!
Much love, Em xx