Love beyond Death

*Tris*

"no"
"How about this one?"
"too short"
"and this?"
"nah... I think I'll pass."
"UGH!... fine.. this?"
"No-"
"FOR FUCKING SAKE WILL YOU JUST PICK A GODDAMN DRESS!" Claire screams at the top of her lungs catching attention from everyone within the shop.
"What are you looking at?" She says more calmly but with attitude. Everybody resumes back to their shopping.
"We've been at this for the past three hours Tris.. have you not liked even one single fucking dress in this damn shop?" she asks obviously very pissed off.
"Well, there was that green dress-"
"you mean that fucking table cloth that my grandma probably has somewhere in her closet? For goodness sake Tris.. you're a teenager not some old mother of thirty children. You know what that's it.. I'm choosing your dress for you and don't you dare give me another fucking excuse or I fucking swear I'm gonna tell Logan that you have a crush on him.. ya hear me?"
Damn... she was serious. I nodded. I'm definitely not gonna argue with her when she's this mad.
"good." she muttered under her breath as she threw all of the dresses I had selected into the unwanted pile and went back into the lines of dresses to probably pick out the sluttiest one she could find.. and I couldn't even say no.

Claire comes back after five long minutes with three dresses. But this time, her face isn't upset anymore, knowing fully that I couldn't say 'no' to any of them.
"Here.. try these suckers on and show me." I huffed at the sight of the short dresses but I did as I was told.
I tried on all three dresses and in all honesty, they were actually really pretty. They were definitely out of my comfort zone, but I liked it.
After taking a while to decide, we finally ended up getting the black lace one because it was the one I was most comfortable with out of all three and it was still revealing in a sexy but appropriate way.
"GOSH I'M SO EXCITED! We're gonna look like fucking models.. and logan is gonna be all over you!!" Claire was shrieking within the car as she dropped me off home.
"Yah right... I'm just glad that once this is over, I can use it as an excuse to never do anything you make me do cause I already did this thing for you.like..please.. I would never wear this kind of a dress in my life." I stated with clear distaste.
Claire just laughed it off. "You silly.. Trust me.. tomorrow when I come over to do the make-over, I'm gonna make sure you're the center of attention."
I just roll my eyes and get out of the car. I wave goodbye, and step into the house.
Mom's still at work so I guess it's just me and the house for a while.

To be honest, I'm a little bit scared for the party tomorrow... but I have a feeling that my world might just change after it.

and boy was I right.

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