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- You're lucky I'm sick today, so I have time to write this chapter.

Aunt Em, Rachel and I paraded around Seattle mall. Our hands full of bags that we had bought. I felt kind of bad, honestly. I told Aunt Em and Rachel that they didn't have to buy me to much, but they insisted. They wouldn't take no for an answer.

We decided to take a break, collapsing on one of the food court chairs. I could feel my feet starting to ache because we've walked way to much.

"Hey, I'll be back. Washroom break," I told them as I ran towards the ladies restroom.

After I finished washing my hands, I walked back out.

"Kim! We totally have to go to that store," Screamed an impatient Rachel.

I have to admit, the stores clothing was just my forte. It was mostly causal wear and had some fancy dresses in the back of the store.

"You have to try this dress on!" Exclaimed Rachel as she shoved a white dress in my face and shoved me into a change room.

"You're not coming out until we see that dress on you!" Aunt Em screamed from the other side.

I groaned and proceded to undress.

The dress was strapless and went just above my knees. It had a sweet heart neckline and an empire waist. There was black floral designing at the bust and at the end of the dress.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't wear this. It showed brusing and scars on my arms.

"Kim, are you done?" Groaned Rachel.

"Fine, I'm coming out. Be warned I look terrible," I yelled back.

I stepped out and Aunt Em and Rachel gasped.

"Does it look that bad?" I asked.

"What happened to your arms?" Rachel whispered, poking at one of the scars.

"I had an abusive step dad. Please don't tell anyone, especially not Jared" I asked.

"I won't, but you have to tell everyone eventually and what're you talking about terrible? You look amazing! Maybe you could just wear this with a caridgan. I'm thinking a long black one," Rachel rambled on.

"Relax Rach. Kim you look beautiful. Don't worry about Jared seeing. He'll think you're gorgeous no matter what," Aunt Em said.

I nodded, "Can we go? My feet really hurt,"

"Mhmm. I'll just go pay for this, go and change," Aunt Em said.

I ran back into the change room and changed quickly and gave Aunt Em the dress so she could pay for it.

I didn't know when I was going to wear the dress, there was no point actually. I just agreed to make them happy.

We walked into the house carrying a shit load of bags. I saw some of the boys wrestling and thought of an idea.

"Hey Embry, Quil! Help me carry these please?" I yelled out.

They both looked at eachother and then looked at me and nodded a no.

I pouted, and started to cry. I actually wasn't crying for reals, I was fake crying. People always told me I was a good actress. I could cry on the spot.

Their eyes widened and they ran over to me. Taking the bags off my arms gently.

"Stop crying, please?" Quil whispered, leaning down so that he was my height.

"Jared's gonna kill us!" Embry shouted.

As soon as the last bag was off I stopped crying a said, "Thank you!", and skipped inside the house.

Moments later I could hear Embry and Quil behind me, confused as hell.

"How did you get them to do that?" Aunt Emily asked.

"People tell me I'm a good actress," I said smirking.

"That was a trick?" Exclaimed Embry, dropping the bags in his hands, onto the ground.

"Oh come on, it was pretty hilarious. Plus, I'll love you guys forever, since you helped me," I said smiling.

"I can't believe that actually worked. Only Claire could use that on me," Quil said, shaking his head. Claire was my little cousin. She was 4 years old and apperantly had Quil wrapped around her little finger. It was really cute actually.

Just then Paul, Jared and Sam came in.

"Woah Quil, did you go shopping? Are you turning gay?" Paul yelled shocked. That earned a slap on the back of the head, from Sam.

"No, Kim tricked us into carrying her bags in for her," Quil replied.

All eyes turned to me and I pretened to look innocent by biting into an apple and humming.

"How'd you do that?" Sam asked, while walking towards Aunt Em and kissing her scarred face.

"She cried," Embry whispered.

"You made her cry?" Jared yelled out, lunging for Embry and punching him in the face. Before anymore damage was done, Paul grabbed Jared in a headlock and dragged him outside.

I instantly felt bad. Embry was bleeding. I think he had a broken nose. I rushed over to the sink and grabbed a wet cloth.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered to him, as a wiped the blood off.

"Don't worry, we heal really quick. It'll be gone soon," Embry said.

"I still feel bad," I said.

"As I said, don't worry about it," Embry said giving me a hug.

I didn't see Jared for the rest of the day. I felt empty.