The Pieces that Built Me by Amber Lacie

Author:Amber Lacie [Lacie, Amber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-25T00:00:00+00:00

“Arls, it’s dead.”

“What?” Turning on my heel, I faced Andrea who was stretched out across my couch with a stack of magazines lying around her on the floor. She was attempting to find me the perfect outfit for a night out, but I had changed my mind. I wasn’t going anywhere.

“The rug is dead. You’ve paced a giant hole in it. I heard it take its last breath. You can stop killing it now.”

“Fuck off. You did this. Why couldn’t you just leave me alone?”

“It’s your birthday. For the past two years, I have tried to get you to come out to a club with me, but you wouldn’t go.”

“There’s a reason I won’t, and he’s asleep, or at least he should be sleeping.” Reaching into my purse, I pulled out my phone and started to send a text to her mom. What if Jack needed me? “I’ve never left him over night anywhere. He’s only three. He’s so little.”

“He’s perfectly fine and you know it. He has everything he needs over there. You made sure of that yourself.” Jumping to her feet, Andrea walked over and snatched the phone from my hands.

“I was using that.”

“I know. That’s why I took it. Please, just get dressed. I don’t care what you wear at this point. Just put on a bra, throw on some jeans, and grab a shirt. Jen will be here in twenty minutes. You know she hates being late.”

“She won’t be. You two can go together. I can fold laundry or something.” Sighing, I followed her as she dragged me into my bedroom and started tossing clothes at me. “It’s my birthday, right? Shouldn’t I be the one in charge of it?”

Brushing the hair from her eyes, she held a grey sleeveless blouse in front of me. “Do you own anything that’s not gray and black? Jesus, Arls. If I didn’t know any better, I would think you were some sixty-year-old grandma. First, you want to stay in and now I can’t find anything that’s not appropriate for a funeral. Fuck it. Lift your arms.”

Staring questioningly at Andrea, I watched as she pulled the dark blue dress she was wearing over her head. “Why are you getting naked?”

“No questions, woman. Arms up.” Hoisting my arms above my head, I watched as the dark blue material swirled over me, sliding down my body. The low-cut neckline wasn’t as loose on me as it was on Andrea. If anything, my breasts filled it out a little bit more. I couldn’t help it, but I could tell by her sneer that she wasn’t pleased that it looked better on me. She always looked perfect in everything and I had finally out done her. I marked that as a win in my book.

“I hate that you look so good in that dress. It’s bullshit.” Slipping my gray blouse over her head, she grabbed a pair of black capris from my closet. She stood in front of the mirror pulling at the clothes. She looked ready for work, not for a night out.

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