Chapter Nine:
Julia POV:
Beep beep beep!!!
I open my eyes and sit up slowly.
Damn fucking alarm.
I grab my phone and turn off the alarm.
Why do I have an alarm on a Saturday again?
Right..
I have to exercise every weekend, and tonight was the party at Mandy's house.
I get up and pull on my jogging clothes.
A tank top and jogging pants along with Nike shoes.
I pull my hair in a high ponytail and grab my earphones.
First of all, I hate exercise, but my therapist said I had to at least jog to keep my depression out of the way.
Yes, I could get depression, but my parents made sure I don't.
I got tips from my personal therapist and as long as I follow them I will do great.
Yeah right. The goddamn woman is robbing us from our money and I wish they could see that.
Plugging in my earphones, I make my way to the door.
Usually I would skip Sunday exercises, because I am lazy.
But sadly, today is Saturday.
I start to jog down the sidewalk and last night's images flashes through my mind.
Hunter's worried eyes haunts my dreams.
I can't forget him, no matter how hard I try.
He knows something...
Mum and Dad finally exploded.
They didn't even stop screaming and shouting when I walked in.
They just kept on, ignoring me.
Mum had thrown about five plates at Dad and I was left to clean it up.
Dad even shouted at me.
I was shocked, and I still am.
After I fled the kitchen, I heard a horrifying scream and when I went back to the kitchen my mother was hunched over the counting, holding her eye.
My dad was shocked, and I stayed in my room after cleaning up.
My dad raised his hands for the very first time at my mother and I have no idea how to handle it.
I don't know what Hunter is thinking about my life now, probably what everyone else thinks.
I am a miserable girl that has abusive parents.
Or maybe the poor girl that can't even smile at a joke.
I jog a little faster and try to ignore the aching tug in my stomach and the burning in my throat.
Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.
All I wanted for Christmas last year, was a peaceful family.
All I wanted for my birthday was a happy ending.
And all I ever got was unhappiness, parents trying to kill each other, rumors and back stabbers.
I had the same wish ever since I was thirteen.
I feel hot tears sliding down my cheeks and I start to run.
My feet are hitting the sidewalk hard and I can feel the burning in my chest.
I push myself a little further, picking up speed and ignoring the world around me.
I am angry at myself, for never standing up to my parents and confronting them, for not leaving Aiden sooner before he broke me, for not being able to open up to anyone.
I heard a screech of breaks and feel my heart skip a beat as I abruptly stop, falling in the process.
I look up and the front wheels of a white car is in my line of sight.
The door opens and slams shut and someone comes running towards me.
My vision is blurry with tears and my hands hurt.
I fell on them to block my face from hitting the ground.
"Oh my gosh! Julia! Are you okay?!" Maggie's desperate voice makes it's way to me and I look up at her.
Her chocolate, straight hair is falling in her face as she kneels down and helps me up.
"I'm fine, I just," I sniff and wipe angrily at my tears, "I just didn't look where I was going."
"Let's get you home." She murmurs and her eyes brightens.
"Remember the party?" She smiles and I stand up, "I got the perfect outfit for you!"
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I step out of the shower and wrap a blue towel around my body.
I step in front of my mirror and stare at my reflection.
The girl in the mirror looks so different from the girl before.
The girl before reality had bumped into her.
My brown eyes looks at me with pure anger.
I am always angry.
At everyone.
My tanned skin is pretty, I didn't need to tan.
My light brown hair fell in a mess over my shoulders.
I am pretty, but I scared people off.
Except Hunter for some odd reason.
I look down at my hands and wince when I saw the scratch marks from my fall.
It stings a little, but nothing I can't handle.
Stepping out of the bathroom, I make my way to my bed where Maggie is seated.
She's on her phone, and bags surrounds her feet.
Yes, she went shopping before almost killing me.
She is literally the complete opposite of me and I have no idea how we can be friends.
She looks up, "Finally! Took you long enough, come on." She exaggerates, "I got this super cute outfit that compliments your personality." I raise a brow.
"What exactly is my personality?" I ask.
The way she has put it makes me wonder what she really thinks of me.
She just smiles and hands me a bag. I peek inside and looked back at her, "Go on, put it on!" She exclaims excitedly.
Rolling my eyes, I grab a black bra with matching underwear and made my way to my bathroom.
I pull out the clothing that's inside of the paper bag, and hold it high in front of my face.
The shirt is a black mesh and the skirt is that of black leather.
I frown at the skirt.
I am going to wear jeans.
(AN:Hopefully you can see it)
I pull the shirt over my head and pull on the skirt.
I do not like it one bit.
It's short, as in reaching mid-thigh-short-and-if-I-bend-forward-you-can-see-my-ass-short.
"Clearly you want the guys to drool over me in a non-child friendly way." I give her a sarcastic look.
She claps her hands and looks at me with excitement.
I feel the urge to roll my eyes.
Why do I have such girly friends?
"Well, if you get over Aiden that way, then sure!" She chirps and this time I roll my eyes.
Why does everyone think that?
"I am over him." I sigh.
"I'm wearing jeans." I state and grab a light blue pair with a belt.
"But-" I shake my head at her.
"No "buts", Maggie." She huffs.
Maggie had already done her make up, got her hair in style and wore her outfit.
Did I take that long?
Her black mesh shirt looks gorgeous on her. She is wearing a soft pink skirt and black shoes to match her entire outfit.
Long story short, she looked hot.
I sit down and did a quick make up session.
I only did my eyeliner, mascara and little lipstick.
Afterwards I pull on the black stilettos that I had in my closet.
I never wore them, but tonight can be an exception.
I let my hair loose from the towel and they fell in big curls over my shoulders.
I decide to leave them like that.
"Ashley will meet us there, she had some business to do. Something about meeting her date half way or something," Maggie shrugs and place another layer of light pink lip gloss on her already glossy lips.
We make our way to my front door, and I thanked the UK that my parents wasn't home.
They felt guilty after last night and was gone ever since this morning.
I decided to scribble a quick note to them so that they won't have to worry about my where roundabouts.
Mom or Dad
Went out with some friends, be back late or tomorrow.
-J
I shrug and quickly get to Maggie's car.
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The house in front of me is blaring loud music of some beat.
I don't know the music genre, but even though it was loud, the people are louder.
I could hear splashes and screams, telling me there's a swimming pool involved too.
There isn't much people outside, probably 4 or 5.
Two more comes stumbling out and laughing loudly.
I roll my eyes and shove the door open, stepping out.
I shake my hair out of my view and turn to look at the house again, catching the few robots looking my way.
Idiots.
I smirk and shut the car door.
It's amazing how they always look my way like I am going to attack them.
My eyes lands on a guy that has an arrogant smile plastered on his face as he openly checks me out.
Then you get those guys that think I am meal, who obviously doesn't know me from school.
Maggie finally gets out and gets wolf whistles from the guys that averts their gaze away from me.
She quickly lowers her tight skirt and grins at them.
But the other guy never averted his gaze from me. I smirk.
Well then, this ought to be fun.
"Come on, let's go inside!" Maggie says excitedly.
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Heya!!! Another chapter, "The Party" will carry on in the next chapter!
Hopefully you enjoyed this long chapter, it took me two days.... -_-
I am sick, so be nice!!!
*UPDATE*!!! Hi readers, I have gotten a lot of complaints of my not-so nice "rape"-joke. At the time that I wrote it, it seemed fitting and funny, but now that I have started to edit this book and read your comments I completely understand. It came out completely wrong, reread that part and let me know if it sounds better!
Thanks for pointing out my flaws, I love you guys!
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