Her Forever (Book 2)- Chapter 5

Rosalie

I stood outside the hotel; Jeremy had just had to make that silly comment. I looked up to the sky, and I sighed out the phrase, “Why me?” This is only going to complicate things. I had just gotten my life into a comfortable routine. My thesis turned in; I was on my way to start paying off my loans more effectively and move somewhere outside the city, and then this “thank you date” happened.

I don’t even have anything to wear! I’m stuck with either business attire, clothes for work, or very casual clothing that is not anything worth for date. Calling for backup will have to happen, and the only person for that job is none other than Amanda.

Get your skinny a*s to my apartment now!”

“What? You heard about what?”

tting that those two are friends and that she keeps tabs on me. There are too many connections here; this is why I need to leave.

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. I had only been to Amanda’s apartment a handful of times though, so I knew she wouldn’t remember me. “Good afternoon; I’m here to see Amanda Clifford.” The receptionist looked down from her high desk to scout me out. She gave me a quick nod. “Name please?”

ck nod, she led me to the elevators and pressed her floor number, and let me carry on my way. I would kill to have some security like this around my place. I am pretty sure the devil himself could waltz right into my apartment building and burn the whole thing down, and no one would even bat an eye.

d even knock on the door, Amanda threw the door open, grabbed my arm, and slung me into the apartment.

This is Rosalie!” I gave a small wave, and everyone’s ears perked up and glanced over my way. Most of them dropped what they were doing to come to say hello, and I couldn’t help but back up a little.

o gaming, eating, or whatever,” Amanda waved them off and dragged me to her room. I turned around and watched how they kept their eyes on me as Amanda quickly shut the door behind her.

ked.

all.” Amanda went to her closet to ru

while putting my bag on her bed and looking through her pictures on the walls. Amanda was so flirty and bubbly; she had tons of pictures of her and her friends from back home. Most of the photos were in the woods around large bonfires, and it looks like they always did lots of drinking. No wonder she never has a hangover; s

Did they live near a nuclear plant?

ject entirely.

Now, let’s play makeover!” She jumped excitedly.

a little something to borrow, that’s all.

agged. With a heavy sigh, I agreed as she squealed; she shoved me into the bathroom and pulled out her waxing products.

s evil laugh echoed throughout the bathroom, and several men came barging into her bedroom.

led into the room… growled?

g hair that was embedded into my soul.

t; I needed someone to save my poor legs.

lack jeans off my body that fast I’ll never know.

le Amanda looked at me blankly. “Jeremy! Jeremy told me,” she smiled. “Yeah, he told me when he texted me.”

nd I don’t like it.”

be OK for me to try and trust someone?

you.” Amanda’s eyes lit up, and she started squealing. “Thomas has to stand outside the door, so he will help me if you go crazy, though.” Thomas laughe

da was to all her friends. It almost made me wonder why she would even come to the city in the first place. Why leave all that family for the cold city? People in the town were mean and only looked out for themselves.

on around it. It was almost too pretty to unwrap, and it was addressed to me. I’d never gotten a present delivered before. I kept asking if she was sure it was for me.

ng weak, but I couldn’t really ask for a better day after today with her friends being so kind to me. A present for me was just icing on the cake. “Lee, what’s wrong? Why are you about to cry?” her voice broke.

small box as I opened it. It was a beautiful red heart single-solitaire necklace. It was small, and it was so perfect. I felt like a princess in a movie.

smiled into my neck. “I can’t accept this; this is too much. I just fixed his computer; that’s is all I did,” I whispered quietly.

ed. With a slight chuckle leaving my lips, I picked up the dress. “How did he know

’s go put it on.” I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Looking at the dress, it was beautiful. It was more skin than I was used to show, and I’m starting to become more afraid to wear it. What if my scars showed? I guess there was only one way to find out.

ide, giving it a perfectly snug fit. The dress was beautiful, but my scars were not. I silently started to cry, ruining my perfectly placed mascara. There was a knock

” Her voice was panicked, and I didn’t want her to see me like this. I put a towel around my body to hide the scars and unlocked the door.

. Nowhere to hide.

My heart just ached. I didn’t want this beautiful dress to go to waste, and here I am crying over my first present I don’t feel pretty enough to use.

t. I want to believe her; I want to know that she won’t run away from me. With a slow turn and her to my back, I dropped the towel.

goddess!”