Julie's POV

"Oww" I moaned coming back to reality. I couldn't open my eyes, but I could feel myself laid in a comfortable bed the smell of lavender and vanilla hitting my nostrils awakening me. I was home.

"Bubba?" Mam's voice ringing in my ear as she stroked my hair, soothing me into a peaceful mood. I couldn't come to open my eyes as the banging rhythm drilled against my skull, it was the worst hangover I had experienced. I'm never drinking again.

"Oww" I moaned out once again as the throbbing pain overwhelmed me from the side of my rib cage. My eyes instantly shot open as I felt Mam's hand pull up my shirt gasping, followed by Mum's dramatic gasp. I was laid out in the middle of my bed with my parents sleeping either side of me

"You're grounded for the rest of your fcking life!" Mam hissed as she took in the writing permanently written against my right rib cage 'I won't give you the pleasure to see me breaking' it was a lyric I had come to love from one of Mam's albums. I don't even remember telling the tattooist, all I remember was the crying I had consumed.

"Okay.. ground me for the rest of my existence" I said as I began to let the long and awaiting tears come gushing out like pipes bursting from pressure. She carefully took me into her arms, I could feel Mum's body molding into my back sandwiching me into them.

"I'm sorry" I kept repeating, my voice breaking with each word; sobbing hysterically. All the tears I had been bottling up - coming out all at once, physically shaking against my parents bodies. My walls finally breaking, my tough act long and forgotten.

"Y-You promised" I hiccuped clenching my fists against Mam's shirt, afraid I'd lose her again if I were to let go

"What? What did I promise bubba?" She asked taking my face between her hands, as I continued to cry

"Y-You p-promised you would f-fight for me" My tears had turned into low howling screams, trying my best to keep my breathing under control; but it was no use. I was sobbing, hiccuping, growling. All the tears I had been fighting back, and willing them not to make an appearance were all out in the open, my scars opened and full on display

"I h-hate you! I hate you!" I repeated over-and-over again pounding my fists against her chest taking my anger out on her

"Listen to us!" She gritted her teeth grabbing my wrists between her hands willing me to look at her, my tears making it difficult blurring my vision

"I tried! I fought as much as I could! You have to believe us!" She shook me, forcing me to listen to her

"Y-You lied" I cried, not believing a single word coming out of her mouth. Mum was shocked by my vulnerability, my cries that soon turned into angry screams. Mixed emotions getting the better of me

"I told you! I will fight for you until the end! You'll see! You wait and see!" She said with so much determination in her voice, I believed every single word. Not an ounce of doubt lingered in her confident voice

"You wait and see" She repeated, taking me into her arms once more whispering sweet nothings, letting me know just how much she loved me, how much she truly cared and missed me. I let her; I let her hold me until my cries subsidized and calmed down, turning into occasional hiccups

"I think someone deserves an apology" Mum whispered into my ear, my eyes slowly opening once again seeing Libby stood at the end of the bed, my heart racing in an instant.

"Will leave you girls alone" Mam said prying my clenched fists off her shirt, slowly walking out of my bedroom leaving Libby and I staring at each other and for the first time we were surrounded by an awkward silence

"I'm sorry" I said, it wasn't enough. She deserved much more than a pathetic 'I'm sorry' but that's all my voice could project.

"You're sorry? You're sorry for what? Calling me at three o'clock in the fcking morning begging for help!? I fcking rushed over! I thought someone fcking killed you!! I used my fcking hands! I fought! I don't fcking fight!!-" She snapped, showing me her hands wrapped in white bandage

"I found you! I fcking found you lying on the floor naked and lifeless! Cameron, your fcking best friend Cameron taking photos of you! How is that a friend tell me!!" She screamed tears streaming down her face, she was frantic, throwing her hands in the air. I soon followed her, crying along

"No! You don't get to fcking cry Julie! This is all your doing!! Look at you! You're a fcking mess! LOOK!" She screamed going over to my vanity table grabbing a mirror forcing me to look at my reflection

"LOOK!" She repeated, I was a mess. My face was covered in last night's dark makeup, smeared all over my face. My dark lipstick smudged across my mouth, my hair was a mess. I was a mess.

"You're pathetic!! How could you let someone control you! I'm so dissapointed in you!"

"I'm so disappointed in you" She whispered, her body collapsing onto the end of the bed, sobbing into her hands repeating the words 'I'm so disappointed in you' breaking my heart with each word. I found myself crawling over to her, like a pathetic lost dog.

"You came" Were the words I found myself saying. Her back was to me as she sat at the end of the bed; she slowly brought her hands away from her face turning to me and looking at me like I was stupid

"Of course I came! What did you expect me to do? I'm not an asshole like you!" She spat angrily

"I deserved that" I said looking at my hands resting in my lap

"You turned out to be everything you promised not to be" She said calmly, my eyes slowly raising to meet her dark orbs that were now painted red

"You kicked me out of your house" She whispered, her voice coming out as a tiny vulnerable squeak

"Baby let me just e-explain" I hiccuped

"Don't. Don't you dare call me that!" She hissed pointing her finger at me

"I'M A MESS!" I screamed making her jump out of her spot

"I'M A FCKING MESS!" I continued screaming and pulling at my hair. I had gone mad.

"I want you to hate me!! Hate me Olivia! Tell me you hate me!" I begged crawling out of bed and walking up to her

"Tell me!!" I shouted, falling to the ground grabbing her foot clinging onto her for dear life

"Don't! Please baby please don't hate me! Please don't tell me!" I cried, she stood there watching me breakdown like a child

"I kissed Cameron" The words came out of my mouth in a low whisper, it felt as if I had dreamt those words leaving my mouth. But no, it was reality

"Let me go" She said kicking her foot free, I continued to cry curling up into a ball sobbing away

"How could you?" She said, prying me off the floor and placing me back onto the bed

"How fcking could you?" She hissed gritting her teeth together

"I was high and drunk.. but I was thinking of you the entire ti-" My words choked back as her palm came into contact with my cheek. Sizzling my skin into a deep shade red color. My jaw dropping and hand flying to my cheek in hopes to calm the pain of her smack

"Don't give me that fcking sh*t! You are a fcking pathetic loser! I never want to speak to you ever again!" She snapped straightening up and walking away, I quickly got onto my feet and lunged myself at her launching her straight to the ground, pinning her down

"No!! You're going to fcking be listen to me! You have to listen to me" I last part came out as a pathetic cry

"Please, please listen to me!" I begged

"Please just hold me while I explain everything! I need you Libby! What don't you understand? You're my life. You're my everything! I need you" I sobbed letting my body collapse on top of her, crying into the crook of her neck. She holds me, because at the end of the day she's better than me, she doesn't reject me, she doesn't kick me out. No she lays there on the hard wood floor holding my sobbing body.

"Come on.. Enough with the tears" She said rubbing my back, trying to calm me down. It was working, her gentle touch was working; her beautiful voice echoing in my ears was working.

"I love you, you have to understand that I love you more than the air I need to breathe. If I don't have you, I'll kill myself! I swear I'll kill myself" I said looking at her frightened eyes

"Stop being dramatic and get off me" She said pulling me off her and standing to her feet

"You think I'm joking?" I said standing up as well

"Julie you're not going to kill yourself! You can't even swallow the fish-oil vitamins your Mum forces you to take and you're not going to stab or cut yourself because you're afraid to shave your fcking legs. So enough with the dramatic 'I'll kill myself for you' because you would never do that" She said trying to hide the smirk that was slowly making its way to her beautiful naturally puffy lips that I have missed

"I would. I'd kill myself for you" I argued

"You don't believe me?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows, a little annoyed that she doesn't believe me

"Please, let's leave the dramatic death scenes for Romeo and Juliet"

"Juliet! Julie-T! It's practically me to be honest" I said

"What ever" she rolled her eyes walking past me and siting herself on the sofa

"Well go on then." She said copying my attitude I gave her in class, rolling her hands in motion

"I'm sorry you know.. I only did that to push you away" I admitted siting across from her

"And why would you want to push me away?" She asked

"You took my parents side" I sniffed, my tears finally subsiding leaving me with evident tear tracks and a runny nose

"Of course I was going to take your parents side! Those women love you! You were just too stupid to see it! Instead you go become butt buddies with the fcking devil!"

"Do you not like my new look then?" I asked with a shy smirk on my face

"You look like a fcking clown" She said honestly. We both looked at each other for a few seconds before bursting into laughter. I needed this, I needed her to be brutally honest with me; she always knew the right words to say

"Your clown?" I asked nervously, afraid to hear her answer

"Explain to me what happened" She said completely ignoring my question

"We were at a party-" I began biting my lip nervously

"We had been going to parties every single day. I guess I had too much to drink and smoke.. I erm asked her if she had ever kissed a lesbian" I gulped seeing her eyebrows furrowing together

"And we kissed.. but I swear I wished they were your lips, your touch, nothing is or will ever be like your kisses" I blushed breaking eye contact from her, the intensity of it all was too much

"Tell me" I said minutes later of getting no reply

"Tell you what?" She asked

"Tell me what happened" I asked, I wanted to hear exactly how everything went down last night. I needed to hear it.

"You called me, crying like a lost child. You kept repeating 'come save me, baby come save me' and the words 'Laster's tattoo shop' of course you'd be fcking getting a tattoo at three o'clock in the morning when you've got friends like Cameron!" She was my best friend, mother, sister, and I hope - I just hoped she was still my girlfriend

"I didn't answer because what was I going to tell you when you're pissed like a fcking homeless bum! So I rushed straight over to the tattoo shop.. except I didn't find you. I was seconds from walking away until I heard 'Stop please!' Coming from the alley, I didn't think twice before running over and seeing Cameron taking pictures of you, before I knew it you were knocked out cold. But I had launched my self at Cameron beating her senselessly-" She paused looking down at her covered knuckles

"And then when I had finished deleting the pictures off her phone and breaking the sh*t out of it I found you looking dead, completely lifeless. I panicked I didn't know what to do.. so I called your parents. They rushed straight over, but not fast enough to get a hold of Cameron, because before I knew it she had made a run for it" She finished, taking a long breath. I couldn't look away from her, she saved me.

"My hero" I said making her laugh

"If you're going to call me that, I'd much prefer Wonder-Woman" She joked

"I'm sorry you know" I said on a more serious note

"I never wanted it to come to this, I always thought we'd be a forever kind of thing" I whispered, looking down at my lap not wanting her to see me cry again. I heard her come over to my side, sitting close, but not close enough to my liking

"I forgive you, because you're so fcking stupid it's hard not to forgive you" She said making me laugh through my tears

"I'm so fcking stupid" I said laughing along with her

"My hairs fcking blue!" I said continuing to laugh and cry at the same time. Looking like a straight loon.

"Did you see this?" I asked standing up and pulling my shirt off

"Look! A fcking navel piercing! A fcking tattoo! I did all that within two weeks!" I said wiping my tears away as Libby looked at me with a sad look

"S-She told me that it was so easy! That she was trying to ruin me all along! She wasn't my friend" I said wiping my tears with a frustrated sigh, I'm sick of crying

"Julie.. This is why we don't make friends" She smirked

"Are you still my friend?" I asked

"I was hoping I was more than just a friend" She smiled cheekily

"Really?" I pouted sadly

"Don't jump the gun.. I want to take things slow" She said, watching me closely as I took my seat next to her

"Anything! I know what I did wasn't right" I said looking at her sadly

"You really hurt me" She said honestly

"I know.. and I'm sorry! I can't say it enough!"

"Say it one more time" She winked

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so-" She cut me off with her magical lips pressed against mine, the lips that I have missed so much. The sweet taste of her strawberry Chapstick, the pedal like lips. I have missed it all, every single thing about her mouth; I have missed.

"I thought you wanted to take things slow?" I asked as she pulled away

"I can't kiss you?" She smirked running her fingers through my hair

"Don't ever stop kissing me" I said leaning in again once more, like fireworks erupting in my stomach with each kiss she gave me.

"Babe.. You need a shower" She scrunched her face backing away from me

"Maybe after my shower we could go back into town and fix this hair?" I asked

"Aren't you at Jason's today?" She asked, my face instantly crumbling

"I don't want to go back there" I sighed cuddling into her side

"You have to babe, your parents will get into trouble" She was right, I had to go back to his house. I couldn't be dealing with another drama fest with my parents and Jason

"I'm really hungry you know.. I haven't had a proper meal in about two weeks" I said making her eyes go wide

"I've lost about 7 pounds.. don't you see it?" I asked standing up and showing her my body

"I didn't want to say anything" She said sadly placing her hands on my slimmed down torso

"Why don't you go have a shower and we can all go out for a nice meal?" She said, my face instantly smiling. I had missing this, all of it.

"C-Could you maybe talk to me while I take a shower?" I asked pathetically, I didn't want her to leave my sight. Maybe I thought she wouldn't come back, leave me - realize she deserved better.

"Of course" She said accepting my outstretched arm allowing me to lead us both into my ensuite

"What do you think it'll be like when we see Cameron next?" I asked as I hopped into the steaming shower, carefully washing my body

"I don't want to associate myself with her, just forget about her" She said over the loud power shower

"Maybe I could kick her ass just once?" I asked hopeful, scrubbing the crap out of my scalp with the sweet smell of jasmine shampoo. Letting the blew dye run down the drain

"No you're not beating the crap out of her. No more fighting, no more arguing and no more disrespecting students and teachers!" She said sternly

"Fine" I huffed coming out of the shower and accepting the towel she handed me

"Enough with this bad girl act you spontaneously decided to enact" She said following me out of the bathroom

"Agh that hair is ridiculous! You look like the damn Cookie Monster from Sesame Street" She bashed me

"I thought you said you'd love me regardless of how I looked" I challenged her as I got changed into some clean clothes

"I didn't realize you'd consider dying your hair blue when I told you that" She jokes, god I loved her.

"And I can't believe you chopped off all your hair.. It was so perfect" She pouted

"It'll grow back" I shrugged, brushing my shoulder length hair

"Hopefully.." She sighed, I finished brushing my hair and walked over to her

"I'm never going to stop saying I'm sorry.. because I really am sorry" I said, wrapping my arms around her neck

"I'm sorry I couldn't stop you" She said, now she's doing what Libby does best - blaming herself

"No.. Don't start with that" I warned her, making her pull an ugly face at me. We just stared into each other eyes for awhile, only to be broken by the obnoxious rumbling in my stomach

"I told you I was hungry" I whined as she continued to laugh

"Come on" She took my hand in hers, her soft angelic hands pressed against my own. I missed this, I missed her affection, I was never going to let her leave my sight again.