Silver Pendants

A story about 3 girls who end up in the strangest of situations


13. Iris's POV (Chapter 13)

I mentally brace myself for what I could walk into find, it could be murders, (that wouldn't be sooo bad) but the only thing that I'm really scared of is people fucking in my bed. I walk into the hut slowly and alert. I look and right in front of me are two girls, one with brown hair, hazel eyes, a nose ring and a nervous expression on her face. Then another extremely short girl with blue, dip dyed hair and brown eyes, staring at me blankly. 

"Oh thank god," I say  quietly in relief. They look at each other confused, "Who the hell are you guys?" 

"I'm Chloe and this is Ash," the taller one says.  

"Huh, looks like a shorter version of Kylie Jenner." I smirk, 

"Excuse me?!"Mini Kyle Jenner says getting defensive, but Chloe holds her back. 

I smirk feeling a small amount of joy, knowing that gets to her in a way. "So could you so kindly leave?" I say flatly just wanting some time to myself.

"Wait this is yours?" Mini Kylie Jenner says 

"No I'm watching it for the Easter Bunny."

"Very funny bitch," she says coldly.

I'm too tired and too pissed off just to kick them out, so with sarcasm I reply, "It was wasn't it." 

They both tense up staring at me, "just calm the fuck down," Chloe say gritting her teeth.

I am pretty calm, I just want to be left alone for more than five minutes just leave, she thinks to herself. 

"Look we're leaving," Chloe says harshly, dragging Ash out. 

They reluctantly walk out, when something catches my eye, "Wait!" I say suddenly.

"What the hell do you want now?!" Ash groans.

"Those necklaces, they're mine!" I shout, reaching for my own.  They exchange unsure glances at each other, "You're joking right? They're mine! I've had them since I was 12!" I start to ramble on and facts about how they could be mine, which they are. 

"How can we be sure you're not lying." Ash says folding her arms.

"You're fucking kidding right?! You found them here! In this hut, over on those hooks!" i insist walking over to where they were supposed to be. "Ones an anchor, and one is a set of angel wings! Just give them back, please." I say emotions rising to my surface. They look at each other again, anger overpowers my judgement, my vision goes blurry, and the next thing I know my pocket knife is flying through the air. 


Hey it's love_fangirling, so this chapter took a while to write, I had writes block and I couldn't write. Hope you like it. :)





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