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Not All That Glitters Chapter Twenty-Six:
| Hollis |It’d been nearly five days and she still felt like shit. Shakes, fever, the whole package was waiting for her like a brightly wrapped Christmas package the second Hollis started coming down. To avoid feeling sick, she’d cheat the system by popping a few pills to slowly go back to her version of normal after a relapse, but she didn’t have any thanks to whoever got rid of her stash. Submitting to heroin felt a lot like taking out a loan. Borrowing good feelings, only to pay off the debt with a wicked flu straight from hell.So she was forced to detox cold turkey, and it was murder.The only saving Grace Hollis had was in Nina, Kendra, and Whitney- who’d take shifts watching over her while she puked her guts out and cried from the unrelenting stomach pains. While the blonde dry heaved in her guest bathroom at around four in the evening, she faintly heard Nina charge upstairs.“Dalto
Not All That Glitters Chapter Twenty-Seven:
| Whitney |“My dear, we're slow dancing in a burning room." John Mayer crooned from Whitney's "Heartbreak" Spotify playlist, and she nodded her head quietly to the melancholy beat. Closing her eyes and mouthing the chorus. She'd just pulled up beside Hollis' house a few minutes ago, but really wanted to finish listening to this song before heading inside. Because right now, she felt those words right to the core.Whitney's favorite genre of music was the kind her heart could relate to. She listened to everything from Ani Difranco to Slipknot depending on her mood, and had collected thousands of songs to stash away in various playlists over the years. As the depressing track faded out, Whitney leaned against the headrest and stared over her shoulder at the pristine white home she'd come to dread entering. It was a little after five, meaning Kendra would be taking off soon. Mustering up whatever courage she had left, Whitney reached for
Not All That Glitters Chapter Twenty-Eight:
| Hollis | “So, does this mean we’re back together?” Whitney’s amused quizzical voice asked in Hollis’ ear several hours later. The two girls were entangled in each other’s limbs, sharing kisses and apologies like it’d be the last time they’d see each other. After a quick break consisting of devouring Whitney’s homemade chicken soup, they headed back upstairs and stayed put in bed ever since. Hollis shifted to lay on her side as she let a single finger trace her lover’s full pink lips with a gentle scoff.“You never left, remember? Ugh. I’ve officially become my parents. It’s your fault- you’re just so adorable.” She stared at the beautiful woman snuggled up next to her and sighed in defeat. Whitney had the ability to pull her emotions in any direction she wanted, but that wasn’t necessarily a good thing. Hollis didn’t have any expe
Not All That Glitters Chapter Twenty-Nine:
| Hollis |She gawked at Dalton in disbelief, then smiled at everyone like she wanted to blow the entire room up. Jake stared back sympathetically. Evan cleared his throat and looked up toward the ceiling. Kendra seemed like she was ready to jump up any second and Nina cried softly. Hollis eyed Whitney briefly. Her girlfriend was leaning against the door, staring at the ground guiltily. It sunk in. Everything suddenly made sense.This was a God damn intervention.“No, we can’t “talk” about anything. Are you all serious right now? What the FUCK.” She felt her cheeks burn, seeing Jake and Evan sitting there. Really? Her fucking BOSS!? “Please sit down, Holl. We need to have this conversation.” Kendra stood up from her chair, laying her letter down to try and lead Hollis over to the group but was pushed away immediately. Whitney side swept out of the way to avoid being caught in the line o
Not All That Glitters Chapter Thirty:
Two months later | Whitney |“Does she know yet?” Kendra touched her newly buzzed head absently, watching Whitney lug two baby pink Ted Baker luggage pieces out to her Prius and carefully arranging them in the hatchback before closing it and turning to face her roommate with flushed cheeks and a nervous grin. Despite their individual smart choice in dress, The chilly late November air still made both girl’s teeth chatter as they exchanged an excited look.“Yep! I promised Holly last month if she completed treatment, I’d take her wherever she wanted to go for a week. I got the time off approved from work, and they aren’t expecting Hollis back until the second week of December. Everything’s covered.” Whitney gave Kendra a quick hug, slightly surprised not to feel the other girl’s rough blonde dreads brushing against her cheek. The hipster had landed a part time internship at a medical
Not All That Glitters Chapter Thirty-One:
| Whitney |“Do you need some help?” Whitney asked in that chirpy way she always did when she was overly excited. Hollis’ last meeting at Lakeside ended ten minutes ago, and after she got through the crowd of women wanting to exchange their own personal versions of goodbye, the two girls were finally heading to the room Hollis shared with Clarissa to gather up her packed suitcase and army green Jansport backpack.“It’s two bags, babe. I think I got it.” Hollis looked over her shoulder briefly, breaking out into a toothy grin before using the plain black hairband she wore around her wrist to tie up the swishing blonde hair bouncing along her shoulders. Whitney playfully poked the other girl’s back, right in between the shoulder blades as they approached the fifth room on the left.“I want to slug you so bad right now, but I’ve missed my sarcastic Holly so she gets a pass this time.” She
Not All That Glitters Chapter Thirty-Two:
| Whitney |A hot shower was just what the doctor ordered; It soothed Whitney's aching back and left her feeling relaxed enough to snag a good night's sleep. The only problem she had now was not wanting to leave the comfort of the steamy bathroom to step back out into that freezing hotel air. On top of it all, she'd completely spaced bringing her light blue long sleeved fleece pajama set along before hopping in. Why the hell didn't I bring any clean clothes with me? Whitney swore to herself, reaching a hand just outside the beige shower curtain to retrieve a fluffy white towel. By doing so, a sharp breeze almost cut her to the bone.Okie dokie, this isn't going to work. Deciding to phone a friend in this situation, Whitney prayed Hollis was still awake and would be willing to fish through her luggage for the particular clothing items she wanted to wear. "Holly?" She shouted, wringing out her long black hair and
Not All That Glitters Chapter Thirty-Three:
| Whitney |"I don't understand you. Never have, and I probably never will." James York's tired voice sighed on the other end of the phone for both Whitney and Hollis to hear. "Your mother showed me the text from, who I'm guessing, is some girl you met out there. Does she think we're monsters or something for wanting you to come home!? You don't belong in- in MAINE of all places-"As her father rambled on, Whitney slowly looked up to find Hollis' gentle grey eyes. She curled her finger's around Whitney's delicately and smiled softly as if to say "this guy has no fucking idea what he's talking about." It was at that moment Whitney knew for sure whose side she was on. After waiting for her father to finish his long winded rant, she drew a deep breath and exhaled with a relieved grin. "She's not some girl, dad. Her name is Hollis and I'm in love with her. She's in love with me, too and it feels so. fucking. GOOD. I told
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