Interrupted by Charlotte

Lauren was startled when her phone vibrated before she could call anyone. To her surprise it was Charlotte. How did that bitch even get her number.

Where are you? We've got to talk?

As if I'd tell YOU my whereabouts Lauren wrote back, rolling her eyes. Then there was another message. This one was a picture of Lauren butt naked, covering her privates, screaming, eyes bugging out.

Lauren had never seen herself naked in a photo. To her, all she saw was flaws. Thick, stubby legs, wide hips, droopy belly, no chest under her protective arm. She gasped. NO ONE COULD SEE THIS!

Tell me where you are our this goes on social media.

Charlotte's words chilled Lauren to the core...