"Come on Shae!" Sam groans trying to get me out of bed, I'd rather stay... Feeling depressed.

"No! Leave me," I wave her off and she sighs.

"He's just a guy, they are stupid," she says, yeah well Marcus didn't say that he needs to stay away from her!

"He's more then that," I mutter, the pillow muffling my voice.

"What about Austin?" She asks, I look at her through red puffy blue eyes.

"What about him?" I say, again stuffing my face with the pillow afterwards.

"You liked him a lot," she softly says.

"Then I realised what a jerk he is," I simply shrug.

"Damn girl."

I feel tears well in my eyes for the one thousandth time, I'm so sick of crying.

"I want my dad here," I sob.

I feel her hands rubbing up and down my back in a soothing matter, I hiccup and keep my eyes shut placing the side of my face on the pillow instead.

"I'll call him," she whispers walking out of the room.

So basically ever since Tyler told me that he needs to stay away from me I've been watching stupid cliché romance movies, eating buckets of ice cream, lollies, then the rare 4 minute jog then soon giving up because I get too tired.

I am so unfit!

Luckily Samantha has been keeping me company and supporting me, apparently her and Marcus are hitting it off which is very, very bad.

But I won't ruin her happiness because I despise the bîtch.

20 minutes later a light knock on the door and the dip of the bed alerts me that my wonderful father is here.

I look up and see his chocolate eyes looking down at me softly with a small understanding smile "tell me what's up, sweetheart," he says pushing my hair behind my ears.

The first tear falls for the millionth time and I sob "h-he left dad, too 'protect' me, but he's not! I like him dad, a lot; and it's weird talking about it to you," he chuckles.

"I know," he smiles "he is only doing it for your sake, he wants you to be happy and the truth be told that it took a lot of strength for him to say he needs to stay away from you. I'm quite slow but one thing I know is that, that boy likes you Shae," I sniffle and smile.

He wipes under my eyes "really?" I ask softly, he nods.

"Yes, now go and freshen up; I believe you and Samantha have some cheering up day to do," I sit up and hug him tightly.

"Thank you for coming, I love you dad. Oh and did Reece see you too?" I ask quietly, father looks down and closes his eyes nodding slowly.

"Yes, he did," he mumbles.

"What did he say?" I ask, he shakes his head.

"It's not important, but what is, is that you have a fun day," I sigh and nod hugging him again.

"I love you dad."

"I love you too Shae," he stands and ruffles my already messy hair. "Bye pumpkin!" He walks out of the room, I blow him a kiss and smile.

I stand and stretch out, this die shy sagging in bed for days does to you. I'm getting a food baby!

I walk into my bathroom and place my hands on the basin looking at my reflection, my eyes are red and puffy. My face is also red and blotchy and I have bags under my eyes, If love is worse then I don't want to love.

I sigh and get out my tooth brush and toothpaste, I brush my teeth while turning on the shower to warm and stripping.

I spit the toothpaste out then rinse it off, placing it back in my draw.

I step in the shower and sigh in relief at the warmness hitting my skin, calming my nerves.

I wash my hair and body until I'm all refreshened, I step out after turning it off then drying myself.

I put on my bra and underwear then put on a nude colour tight strapless dress, we are going somewhere fancy apparently.

I put on my white flats, brush my hair and look at myself in the mirror. Much better.

I personally don't think the dress suits me but oh well, not bothered to change.

I sigh and walk out, the steam following.

I see Sam in a skin tight white spaghetti strap dress, she smiles at me holding a clutch.

"Let's go."

• • •

I stare in awe at Samantha, she did this for me!

"Sam," happy tears fill my eyes and I hug her tightly.

She bought me tickets to my favourite singer, Beyoncé.

#QueenB

Sam taps a strangers shoulder asking if she can take a photo, I wrap my arm around her waist and she wraps her arm around my shoulder.

We smile looking at the camera.

The ally hands us back Sam's phone and we begin to walk into the stadium, luckily I charged my phone.

I take a couple of photos and gasp when I realise we are sitting front row!

I Love Sam so much.

"Time for some fun," she winks, I smile.