Chelsa's pov
(Skips until morning)
"WAKE UP BITCH WE GON GO SHOPPING!" Said a voice that I assumed to be the one and only Samuel Wilkinson.
Sammy and I have been best friends ever since elementary school. Kids would bully me because I had scars. Yes the ones that I told you about. They told me to stop trying to cut and just kill myself already and Sammy stood up for me. God I love that kid. He means the world to me I try to stop cutting.
"OK IM UP, SHIT!" I said while getting out of my bead. "I'll be down stairs love you" Sammy said while kissing my cheek.
"Love you too fuckboy"
"I am not a fuckboy." Sammy yells back.
"Yeah you keep tellin yourself that." I said before closing the my bedroom door and pushing him out of my room.
I got dressed in a black plain crop top, white skinny high white booty shorts, a red flannel, and a pair of white Jordan's. Why you got them shoes on? Because I'm a badass bitch.
"LEGGO BIATCH" I shout to Sammy who was sitting on my couch in the the living room.
(Skips after the mall)
Sammy's pov (WOAH)
"Chelsa wake the fuck up." I say to her as she sleeps in my car after buying almost the whole mall.
Fuck it." I say as I close my car door and make my way over to Chelsa's side.
I carry her bridal style and open the front door to expect seeing G but I saw,
Nate?
