Chronicles of Araxx - Forever Broken

The next day, Bree seemed much better.

Although her eyes were still a little puffy from crying the night before, she hid them well with make-up.

Lee decided it would be best if she didn’t mention Bree’s past again even if it didn’t make her feel any different about Bree. She was still her best friend.

After a hearty breakfast of Granola and fruit, the two of them went for a run. It was their usual route, from the flat they lived in, towards Camden, through the market and back again.

Bree took great pleasure in pointing out all the men she found attractive, and there were quite a lot of them in London.

There were three men in particular who caught Bree’s attention that morning when she’d stopped to catch her breath while Lee kept going.

Lee was going to run around the block again, then meet Bree where she left her so they could warm down and go back up to their flat to get cleaned up.

Lee’s fitness level had improved dramatically, and Bree was surprised at how well she was doing so quickly.

Bree was standing in the street, doubled over catching her breath when she saw them the three young men leaving a building on the other side of the road. They looked to be about her age, and all three of them were attractive in their own way.

The first man had jet black hair, a little long and shaggy. His features were cold and sharp, but perfect all the same. He was tall and slim, but defined muscles could be seen clearly through the tight arms of his long-sleeved top and he was holding a leather jacket in his hand.

The second man was taller by a few inches and built stronger than the first. His skin had an oriental tinge to it, and his hair was dyed blonde, the natural brown showing a little underneath. He had softer features, but not the usual small eyes of the oriental. Bree decided it was possible only one of his parents were of Japanese origin. He too was wearing a tight top, but he was wearing a leather jacket over the top.

The third man was the strangest, but in Bree’s eyes, also the most attractive. He was between the heights of the other two, with pale skin and pretty plain features. Not too muscular, nor too scrawny, but just how Bree liked her men. He, however, had bright orange hair, like fire. It was only after his hair caught her attention that she saw his tattoos. She realised she knew him. He was a famous DJ in the area and she was excited to tell Lee when she came back.

Just as the thought popped into her mind, Lee ran around the corner, her face almost as red as her hair.

Lee got to Bree just as the men were going around the corner and out of sight.

“You just missed them!” Bree exclaimed.

“Missed who?” Lee puffed. “What are you talking about?”

“Three of the most beautiful men I have ever seen.” She sighed, collapsing into the wall she was standing next to. She paused for a second before pure joy and excitement filled her blue eyes. “I know what were doing tonight.”

“What?” Lee laughed. The joy on Bree’s face was comical.

“You and I are going clubbing,” she proposed.

“Clubbing?” Lee wasn’t sure. After all, she was under-age and had never been clubbing before.

“Bree, I…”

“Nope, don’t say anything else.” Bree leapt up from her leaning position against the wall and took Lee by the arm. “Let’s get showered, then we are going shopping.”

A few hours later, Bree and Lee were at Stratford, for clothes.

Bree, who was still the best at pickpocketing, managed to nab them a couple of hundred pounds from the pocket of a very posh looking man on the tube. She was very adept at taking without anyone noticing.

Lee made a mental note to ask her how many times she’d been caught, when they were away from prying ears, of course.

Top-shop was Bree’s favourite place to go shopping for clothes. She picked out clothes for both herself and Lee.

Lee was going to wear a tight fitted black dress with cut-outs at the sides and a low back, showing off how slim she was and the flawlessness of her pale skin, as well as a pair of strapped black heels. Even though she’d put on some weight since meeting Bree, she still had an attractive body shape most women would die for.

Lee tried the outfit on and stood in front of the mirror in the cubicle looking at herself. The dress was beautiful, but Lee was not sure about how it looked on her. There was so much flesh showing, and the dress came up to mid-thigh height, much shorter than anything else she’d ever worn. In fact, Lee never showed her legs, nor her arms, nor her back, and she was feeling a little uncomfortable at the lack of fabric.

“Let’s see then,” Bree said, her voice full of glee as she pulled back the satin curtain.

Bree looked beautiful in her dress, nude coloured, and a similar style to Lee’s dress, except the front, was lower and the back was slightly higher. She was wearing midnight blue strapped heels, probably an inch taller than Lee’s, extenuating her already long legs.

“Wow,” they both said in unison.

“No really, Lee, that dress looks amazing on you,” Bree said, smiling. “You will really break hearts tonight.”

“So will you,” Lee said. “But do I really have to show so much skin?”

“Wait here,” Bree said, before leaving the cubicle.

She wasn’t gone long, and when she returned, she had the perfect solution. “Try this.” She handed Lee a piece of thin see-through fabric.

Lee pulled it on over the dress. It was a cardigan made of sheer black material so the dress and Lee’s skin could be seen clearly through it, but it was also thick enough to cover her up and make Lee more comfortable in the dress. The cardigan had three-quarter sleeves, and came down below knee-length, with a pretty lace trim on the edges of the sleeves and the bottom of the garment.

“Perfect.” Bree smiled, and Lee agreed with her.

Shopping was fun, and the next place they stopped at was Superdrug. They needed make-up, and Bree said Superdrug was the best place to go.

As they were walking down the aisles inside the shopping centre, Lee heard something she hoped she would never hear again. It brought butterflies to her stomach, both good and bad.

“Bree, we gotta go,” Lee said urgently.

“It’s just around this corner Lee, come on,” she said before turning to face Lee. When Bree saw the expression on Lee’s face, she stopped in her tracks. “What’s wrong?”

“An ex,” Lee fumbled. “I heard his voice and I really don’t want him to see me.”

Bree could tell there was real fear in her voice.

“Which way was the voice coming from?” Bree was eager to get Lee out of the uncomfortable situation by taking her in the opposite direction, but it was too late.

Jacob stepped around the corner, along with two men Lee did not recognise.

She froze, unable to move, just staring at him.

Bree pulled her to the side and into a photo booth, out of sight.

Jacob didn’t see her, but breathed in deeply, inhaling her scent. “She’s here,” he said. “I can smell her.”

Bree looked at Lee. They were both worried now.

Jacob sniffed the air again, then carried on walking, muttering something about there being too many smelly people in London.

“What on earth was that about?” Bree asked when the coast was clear again. “Is that really your ex?”

“I... Yeah. It’s complicated,” Lee said. “Can we go home now?”

“Sure,” Bree said, still worried about her friend and the ex who seemed so threatening.