After reading all my wonderful reviews (only 4, but still...) I wrote another chapter. I hope this is okay and pleases everybody? I am currently writing Chapter 4 so that should be up soon also. Apologies in advance for any OOC between the two. I thought this was appropriate behaviour for Jen as she is a BITCH!

Naomi listened to Jen mutter on and on about Lord knows what.

Jen hadn't noticed a difference in Naomi's behaviour at all. Actually, that wasn't true. She had noticed a difference but put it down to Naomi being upset about soon having a little one in the house because Jen was heavily pregnant. Also, Jen didn't really care or wish to acknowledge in Naomi was upset – it was all an act in the past when she pretended to care for her sister that stood before her. She was queen bee and a bitch, and did she know it.

Despite this, she did feel there was something not quite right with Naomi who was usually as selfish and bitchy as her. Also, Naomi had recently let herself go, Jen thought. After all, she didn't want to be known as the sister of a trollop. Naomi was almost skeletal and ever so pale for just after the summertime.

"Anyway, I will be wishing to convert your bathroom into a baby-friendly one, so you know, the nanny can use it to clean it when need be. It will be most convenient considering the bedroom will be the next one to yours. Get me?" Jen told her sister, smug at how much power she had since she'd told their father of Naomi's irresponsibility. It was like taking candy from a baby…

"But… no… It is mine and…" Naomi stuttered unhappily as she followed Jen into the en suite bathroom that had two doors (one to her room, the other to the hall).

Jen opened the door to see pitch black. There was no light in the room whatsoever and so she was unable to see a thing, such as how to change the colour scheme. The windows had been boarded over with paper and duct tape as well as wood; this was to keep the windows blocked so nobody could see inside at all. Naomi had done it in a frenzy two days into the holidays and had not wanted to take it down since. She was petrified in case somebody had seen her when showering or bathing.

Jen tried to flip a switch but the light did not come on at all. Her eyes were now starting to adjust to the darkness and so she looked up at the fantastic drop light that had been placed in the bathroom. However, she saw the awnings and decoration but now light bulbs in any of the sockets. They had all expertly been taken out so that the bathroom lay in complete darkness. Naomi had done it just before she had closed all windows off. It all meant that nobody could look in when she was showering away.

"What have you done? And when did this tacky lock get put on here? It does not go with the interior that was originally in here!" Jen shouted at Naomi as she felt the large, chunky, silver lock that had roughly been screwed in place by what looked like a five year old but was in fact Naomi. She had put it on there so that the time she was most vulnerable she had protection. "Why is the whole freakin' room in darkness? What did you do?"

"Well I -" Naomi started but Jen cut off.

"You know what… I don't care, little sister. But we are gonna sort it!" Jen screamed before turning away. Pregnancy was running riot upon her rationality and feelings. She felt like she had to lay down to cool off from her sister's utter irrationality and stupidity. What did she think she was thinking? Nothing, that is for sure!

As she walked away, Naomi stood in awe, looking at her bathroom that was in darkness. She liked it that way; she didn't want Jen ruining it. The darkness made her feel safe, because it meant that nobody could see her properly, and she looked a sight recently.

She walked into the bathroom and stared at the mirror, which stood before her. Even in darkness she looked very pale and thin. She hadn't eaten a proper meal in weeks, and it was showing. She never felt hungry any more and nobody had even noticed she only ate a few mouthfuls of everything before leaving the rest and maybe even throwing up the little she had eaten. Her hair also fell heavy upon her face, looking flat and messy. She had let it out of the ponytail she'd had it in earlier. She preferred for it to fall upon and cover her face more. She just had some cover up under her eyes to cover the dark bags from all her sleepless nights. What was happening to her? And how was nobody noticing this?

She moved from the bathroom into her bedroom through the connecting door. Her room was dark and ice cold, the way she preferred it nowadays. She laid herself onto her bed, pulled her covers over her and closed her eyes. It was coming up to four months yet still she was in the same routine and the same comfort blanket. It was truly insane.

"All the single ladies, all the single ladies…" Vibrated across the room as Naomi's phone went off, loudly. Reluctantly, Naomi got up from her dome of comfort and answered the phone, not even glancing at the caller I.D.

"Hi, stranger, where'd you go earlier?" Silver asked down the phone.

"I… erm… got cramps?" Naomi almost questioned as the feeble excuse rolled off her lips. However, Silver grunted a response, as if that was reason enough for her.

"Well, anyway. You missed an oh-so wonderful English lesson!" Sarcasm dripped off of Silver's tongue, down the phone and then into Naomi's ear. "We have to do some dumb project in pairs… I got put with George! How bogus!"

"Erm… yeh… so, do I even want to know who I am with? Who gets to be with me?" Naomi asked, sounding worried. Silver however ignored the out of character worry and told her. "What do you mean? Why him?"

Naomi's heart sank. She really didn't want him to be her partner. He would be impossibly difficult and they hadn't even talked since the end of last term. Why would Mr Matthews do this to her? He was the last person on earth she wanted to be around her, especially considering, well, everything.

"Naomi?" She heard Jen call from downstairs.

"I've got to go, bye Silver. See you tomorrow?" And with that Naomi rang off, not even waiting for her friend's reply.

"What?" Naomi called out before she heard a knock on her bedroom door. She opened it up to see the last person she had wanted to be around. He had apparently come to work on their project. This meant she couldn't go back to hiding under her duvet scared with nobody knowing.

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