Make-up.
Chapter
five.
After we swam, well. He
swam, and dragged me around in the pool. We dried off, and
walked into my kitchen. "Want anything to drink or to
snack on?" I offered, opening the fridge and taking out a
water bottle. "I'll take a water." He said,
flipping through the channels on the tv. I handed him a water
bottle, and took some sips from mine, then glanced at the time.
My mom will be home in an hour, exactly. I groaned, another
hour with Hunter. He always tried to touch me, and kiss me, but
i would always back away, and whenever i did he would get mad
and run off, like the other day. Hunter looked at me and
smiled. "What?" I asked, again feeling uncomfortable.
He always made me feel uncomfortable. "I haven't seen
you're room ever. Not even once, and i've been to your
house millions of times." He said. Maybe because you'd
try to seduce me.. I said in my mind. "Oh, sorry. Did you
wanna see it?" I asked, hopeful that he wouldn't
wanna. But of course, he did. I sighed, and lead him up stairs
and into my big room where the floors were fluffy white and the
bed was big, as well as the fouton in it. He walked in and
looked around, "Nice." He said and then looked at the
pair of guy pants on the floor. "Who's are
these?" He asked, picking them up. "Oh," I said,
"They're Ethan's. He left them here
yesterday." Hunter nodded, and got the jealous face that
he always gets when i talk about other boys. "He walked
close to me, "You look good in that bathing suit you know
right?" he asked coming even closer. I faked a laugh, and
backed up. But every time i backed up, he got closer, until i
hit the wall. He put his arms over my head, so i couldn't
escape. "What are ya doing.." I asked, a bit
terrified, but before i knew it his lips were smashed against
mine. I tried to push him off, but he wouldn't let me. He
moved his hands to my back, and tried to unstrap my bathing
suit top, but i hit him, and finally got enough strenth to push
him off. "What the hell is the matter with you!?" I
exclaimed, "Can't you see i don't like you!?"
His eyes got even more darker then they would usually be, and
he slapped me across the cheek. I gasped, and held it,
"Get out!" i exclaimed. "Oh my god," he
said, "I'm so sor-" He tried, but i interupted
him, "Get out!" I yelled louder, and pushed him out
the door, and down the stairs, and then out the front door. I
sighed, and looked at my cheek in the mirror. It was red from
the blood streaking down it. I teared up a bit because it
stung, but i let it go, and locked my doors, then walked back
up to my room and changed into comfy lazy clothes, and threw my
hair into the messiest bun ever, and then walked into my
bathroom, and cleaned up the blood from my cheek.
"Ah.." I said, as the hot cloth stung my cheek. I was
about to put some cream on it when my phone rang, i sighed and
looked at the Caller ID. 'Ethan.' I read. I slid the
answer button and put it to my ear, "Hello?" I
asnwered. "Lucy!" He said. "What?" I asked,
rubbing cream on my cheek. "Can i sleepover?" He
asked. I snickered, "I thought you were sleeping over
Ali's." I questioned. "I'll tell you
later." He said and hung up. I sighed, and put my phone
down. I needed to cover this up before Ethan got here, i took
out my blush, and cover up, and applied as much as i could
until the bruise was unnoticiable. I put my make-up away, then
sat on my bed, and opened up my pink MacBook, and logged onto
Facebook. 10 notifications? I asked inside my head. I clicked
on them, and rolled my eyes. Oh look, just Hunter. Liking all
my damn pictures from like forever ago. I sighed, and looked at
my newsfeed, and then stopped at Ali's status.
"It's funny when you're boyfriend loves
someone else, and doesn't admitt it. LOL." I
raised an eyebrow, "You spelt your wrong biitch." I
mumbled. I clicked on her profile, and almost barfed at her
profile picture. It was her and Ethan, making out. I mean, who
the hell in gods name would do tha- I heard my bedroom door
open, and quickly got off of her page, and shut my computer.
"Hey Ethan." I said with a innocent smile. "Hey
Lu-" He said and then gasped, "Lucy, what the hell
happend to your cheek?!" He exclaimed, and rushed over to
me. Damnit. Make-up sucks. "Nothing." I stuttered,
backing away. "It's bruised, Lucy. And it wasn't
there yesterday, now tell me what the hell happened." He
said, looking at me seriously. "So, what happened between
you and Ali?" I asked, changing the subject, and looking
away. He pulled my face, to face him, "Don't change
the subject. Tell me now." He demanded. I heard the front
door open, and i quickly stood up. "Oh look, my moms home.
She needs help with the grocerys." I said, and ran out of
my room. I ran down the stairs, and passed my mom so she
wouldn't see my face, and then to the car and grabbed three
bags in one hand, and three bags in the other, then ran past
Ethan as he grabbed like five in his hands. I set the bags down
on the counter, than ran to the nearest bathroom. "How the
hell did he see this bruise.." I mumbled to myself. It
wasn't even visible, not one speck. How'd he know? I
asked myself in my mind, and then walked out of the bathroom
and back up to my room. I jumped on my bed, and waited for
Ethan to come up. And when he did, he sat next to me.
"Tell me, what happened." He said softly.
"First, tell me how'd you see it with all the make-up
on it?" I asked. He smiled, "Make-up doesn't
cover everything."
Lucy's lazy/comfy
outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=54212246
