Thank you all for the lovely reviews, I'm so glad that you are enjoying this story already and want to know where it is heading. I know these first few chapters are quite short and don't reveal much but I do promise that they will get longer and things will pick up soon enough. I have a habit of jumping straight into things and I don't want to do that with this story. Anyway, I shall leave you to read. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 3

I was falling into a world of emptiness. Everything around me was falling apart as I stared into the empty room before me and I knew the nothing would ever be the same after this. She had gone, had left us to start a new life and didn't care that we were what she had left behind. The pain within my chest was too much to bear and my skin on my arms began to burn, an urge threatened to take over as I rubbed my hand down the swollen marks. I knew it was bad, I shouldn't have done it but somehow, it made me feel better. It was the only thing that I had control over, everything else was beyond my help. I was only a silly teenager, I had no clue. All I knew was that everyone was fucking up everything around me and I had no way of escaping it. I wanted to run away, I pictured it every minute of every day and I wished that there was someway I could make it happen. But I couldn't. Everyone else had left and I was standing in the middle of their destruction, holding my broken heart in my hands.

I shook my head vigorously, breaking away from the memory that had decided to torment me in a moment of letting my mind wander. I chewed my bottom lip and rested my chin upon my hand out of boredom. I glanced at the clock and was relieved to see that there was only half an hour left until I could go home. I worked as an accountant and was stuck in a crowded office tapping away on the computer as I filled out multiple spread sheets along with so much other bollocks. It was finally Friday, I had only been working here since Monday and I hated it already. However, it was good money and that was exactly what I needed so I had no choice but to persevere.

I quickly finished up my work as the time drew nearer to five and I began to pack away my belongings when one of my colleagues stopped in front of me.

"Hey Em, me and the girls are going out for a few drinks later if you'd like to join us?" The tall brunette called Mandy asked me, sounding overly hopeful.

I looked up at her flirtatious grin and gave her a slight smile in return. Mandy was nice and it wasn't as though she was unattractive but her actions were almost desperate. She had taken an interest in me from the day I started, trying hard to talk to me at any given opportunity, constantly offering her help and now inviting me out when she barely knew me. Anyone else would think that she was just friendly but the lingering touches and the longing smiles told a different story. I was sure even a blind man could see how bad this girl wanted me and I wasn't even boasting, just stating a fact.

Nevertheless, I couldn't deny that she was a sweet girl and as long as she didn't try anything, I'd be grateful for her friendship. I needed to get to know more people in London too so it couldn't hurt to try.

"Yeah, actually I'd like that." I replied kindly, flashing a bright smile. A blush crept up her cheeks and I was pretty sure her face would split in half if she smiled anymore.

"Great! We're meeting at seven, can I text you with the details?" I had to refrain from rolling my eyes at her blatant attempt to get my number; she really had no idea how to be subtle. But I nodded regardless and typed my number into her phone and said my goodbyes, promising to see them later.

I quickly fled from the building before the girl could try and make any further advances and pulled a rolled up cigarette from the tin in my leather jacket. I lit up and sighed in relief as the nicotine worked its way through my body. I was lucky that my apartment was only a couple of streets away so I didn't have to worry about public transport or driving as it didn't take me long to walk home. I had chosen carefully for a reason.

As I walked home pulling on the fag between my lips, I began to think about tonight and I found myself actually feeling a little excited. It had been a long time since I had gone for a night out and I realised that I missed it, and I missed having company. All of my friends were back in Bristol and they were all busy with their own lives so it wouldn't hurt to meet some new people. I decided that I would make the effort this time since this was all about starting again.

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I stood outside of Charing Cross station waiting for Mandy and the others. A cigarette dangled from my mouth as I avoided making eye contact with anyone around, especially avoiding the already drunk idiots who wouldn't stop shouting their mouths off. I watched in amusement as a group of girls in short dresses and heels stumbled around giggling, holding onto each other like their lives depended on it.

At least I could handle my alcohol so I wouldn't end up in that state. I wore a tight black dress that cut off just above my knees with black studded pumps and a white long sleeved cardigan over the top. My red hair was curled, falling upon my shoulders and my lips were coated in a red lipstick that matched with a labret through the middle of my lip. My eyes were dark and smoky which contrasted well against the colour of my hair and my well worn smirk completed the outfit. I could scrub up well and I could pull it off without leaving my dignity behind.

I turned towards a small group of girl's who's voices I recognised and saw Mandy, Sophia and Arsia making their way towards me. I fixed them all with my best smile when they squealed as they saw me, they were clearly already drunk. I exclaimed in surprise as Mandy pulled me into a tight hug, pulling me flush against her body that was clad in a dark red dress that left nothing for the imagination.

"You look amazing." She growled in my ear but it did nothing for me and I had to stop myself from squirming in disgust. I mumbled my forced appreciation instead.

"Emiillyy!" They all giggled as the two other girls also pulled me in for a hug as if we were all old friends. I couldn't stop myself from smirking, nobody could complain about receiving too much attention from scantily dressed, attractive girls.

Mandy laced her arm through mine and began to pull me through the busy streets of London, conversation flowed easily especially after Arsia handed me a bottle of vodka which I gulped down eagerly. With alcohol running through my veins, I found it easier to loosen up and laughed along with the girl's. First we stopped at a small gay club and we lined up along the bar and ordered 8 shots of tequila. I downed my two with ease and giggled as the others spluttered and gagged at the strength of the spirit. From their pre-drinks and the shots, they were already fairly trashed. I could easily drink them all under the table. Ordering a double vodka and orange juice, I moved my way into the mass of dancing bodies and moved with them, closing my eyes and allowing the deafening beats to direct my hips. The others quickly joined me and we all danced together whilst drinking and laughing at their uncoordinated movements. I kept feeling Mandy graze her hands over my waist as she tried to dance closer to me. I grinned to myself as I allowed her to continue, although I had no interest in her, there was no harm in having some fun.

Eventually we decided to move on after the girl's ensured me that they weren't too pissed to carry on. I wasn't bothered, I was barely tipsy and I didn't want the night to end yet. We stumbled down the streets and Mandy had to practically carry Arsia who was falling into just about everything. I strode in front of them confidently, my head held high as I smoked another cigarette and giggled with my new friends, feeling lighter than what I had for a long time.

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So what do you guys think? I hope you still like it. Please leave a review and let me know your thoughts! Here's a sneak peak at chapter 4 where our favourite girls meet for the first time.

Chapter 4 – Naomi's POV

They pulled out their phones and cameras in preparation to get a picture with us when I looked up to their fourth friend who hadn't said a word and wasn't jumping all over us. Instead, she stood with her arms crossed over her chest and a small eyebrow rose in question as she smirked at her ridiculous friends.