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Chapter Nine: Jayden

Tonight is the night of the party and I can't say I'm excited. Jax has had this planned for roughly a month and has told me that on the night, I have to act like a loving wife or else he'll starve me.

I mean sure I don't want to be seen as his wife but it sure is better than not being fed.

The instant I wake up I am met with two new faces and two hated ones.

They don't say anything except simply pull me out of my extremely warm and comfortable bed and sit me down on a chair.

I scowl at them and simply stare at their faces since I'm too tired to do anything to them.

"We're here to turn you from hideous bitch to slightly less hideous bitch." A black haired girl informs me while evaluating me.

"Looking forward to it." I reply with as much sarcasm as I possibly can.

"Has someone done the bath?" She asks as a brunette walks out of the bathroom.

"Yep."

They lift me again and strip me before placing me in the bath.Nausea fills me and I feel the vomit rise.

"I'm going to vomit." I say trying to get up but she pushes me back down.

"Not falling for that one."

"I'm being serious"

"Right"

"I warned you."
I tilt my head over the side of the tub and hurl all over her feet before settling into the bath.

The brunette screams and almost instantly, Cara is at her side. She cries while pointing at her shoes.

Cara's head whips towards me and I can't help but shrug while smirking.

Eventually they decide that I've had enough in the bath and pull me up. They throw a robe on and begin the primping.

I felt it as my eyebrows were plucked and I felt them rub something on my face, apparently trying to cleanse it.

I feel my face become sore and the small pimples and spots I had throb.

Soon after they started putting the actual make up on.

"Okay. I think that smokey eyes will look so good on her. What do you think Emilia?" I don't really bother to register what they're saying because I'm trying to fight the sleep taking over.

"Yeah same. But I think we should keep to the colour scheme Jax gave us. Black and Purple." Whenever I used to read teen fiction books, it was always the girl wanting to coordinate and avoid clashing outfits but Jax decided to take this to a completely new level.

"Okay so a dark purple for her lips?" The black haired one asked while holding up a variety of different coloured bottles of lip gloss.

"Definitely."

"Cara go pick up the dress and I'll get the shoes." Maia says while pulling Cara out of the door.

"Okay." The brunette says dismissively.

I simply sit there while they continue to attack my face mercilessly.

"Eeewww her nose is bleeding." They move away from me like I have a disease.

I raise my hand and tentatively touch the bottom of my nose. When I move my hand and bring it up to my face I see the blood.

I look around for some tissue but I see none. I shout for someone to get me tissue but they just ignore me. Instead I use the corner of the rob to wipe it up.

"Eeewww no. Don't do that."

"Then next time hand me a tissue."

"No thanks."

"Then keep your fucking mouth shut."

They cower and decide to continue with the make up.

Soon Maia and Cara get back with the shoes as well as the clothes and let's just say Maia refuses to come anywhere near me.

She has the audacity to give me heels. It's quite high like two inches high. Why would they give me heels, I'm sure being 6'1 is enough.

The dress is alright I guess except for the fact that it is skin tight. The area around my belly feels constricted and looks bigger than its actually supposed to be.

It's a black floor length dress with a one shoulder 3/4 length sleeve.

"Done!" She saye before walking around the chair, looking and judging me.

"She doesn't look half bad you know." Cara comes in and says.

Is that a half compliment I hear?

"We've seen better, but I guess it's okay." She finishes.

I raise my eyebrow and stare them all down while gradually standing to my full heel height.

"Well thank you for doing this and wasting my morning and probably my afternoon as well. I'll be going now. "

"Oh no." Standing in the way, she manages to stop me venturing outside of the room.

"And why is that?"

"Because we've been ordered to keep you upstairs until an escort comes."

"Oh well."

I don't know from where but she grabs a gun and points it in my direction. I just stare her down not showing an inch of fear.

"Look, I honestly don't care what you think. You are going to listen to me because I have a gun."

"You may have a gun but I know you can't kill me. You wouldn't want to be on Jax's bad side would you now?" I know this will really get through to Cara. Jax's opinion really seem to be everything to her.

"Shut up!"

"Only because you know it's true
"

"Shut up or I swear I will-"

"I'm here for Destiny" A guy walks in without knocking or hesitation. He sounds bored and looks as if he would prefer to be anywhere else but here.

I can't help but sigh in relief at this. Pretty much everyone else seem so haply to be here working for Jax. It made me feel like I was the only sane person.

"Take her away. I can't stand to look at her for much longer."

Ignore Cara and make my way towards the door. I wasn't the most graceful in heels but it got me around. Barely.

"Poor you." I say before exiting the room with the boy trailing behind me.

He holds out his hand but I simply ignore it.

My independence doesn't really last long as I trip on a non existence object.

The boy reaches out and places his hand on my waist. As he pulls me back up, I turn around to thank him but end up with my eyes staring at his neck.

I step out of his embrace type thing and look up at his face.

"Thanks..."

"Jayden."

"Thanks Jayden for saving me from face-planting."

"No problem Destiny."

He holds out his hand and this type, I take his hand and we continue to walk down the corridor to what seems to be a garage.

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Is it weird it's my life goal to be 6'3?