"Please tell me you're lying." I begged, letting out a sigh and closing my eyes before I let my anger reign on him.
"I'm just kidding and yes, I went through your underwear drawer. It's not like they're that big, don't flatter yourself darling"
"You're crazy Dylan, crazy. You can't go through my underwear drawer. It's wrong, you know why?"
"Cause you don't want me seeing your underwear"
"Exactly and touching them with your dirty hands"
"My hands aren't dirty" He said and scanned his palms "I just washed them"
"Whatever Dylan. Don't touch my underwear again or look at them or sense them or feel them" I said and stormed away like the badass I was.
Yeah, you know, that moment you walk away dramatically after practically yelling at someone and then you feel like you've showed em who's the boss.
Exactly.&
Eyeliner, mascara, lipstick and I was done. Standing in front of the mirror, I saw a totally different person.The bright yellow dress was off shouldered, revealing my shoulder blades and a little bit of my arms. The sleeves were long and ruffled with little white beads attached to the wrists.It was a little tight around the waist, giving me an hourglass body shape. It reached a little my mid thighs, exposing my not so fresh legs.They're long though, don't underestimate the beauty of those legs.I used make up once again, my mini savior. I covered up the bruises on my legs and my shoulders.I decided to go Cassandra and caked my face with so much make up. I did my eyebrows, concealer, powder, highlight, foundation, eye shadow, eyeliner, mascara and went as far as attaching lashes.And damn, I did it so well.
FlashbackMr Fluffy was held tightly in between my arms. The brown bunny, if alive, could've died from suffocation.As a six year old, the only thing I thought of was my unconditional love for the stuffed animal.With my little hands in my father's, we wondered through the mall, adoring things we could and couldn't afford."Daddy I want the princess dress!" I said, pointing at the little glittery pink dress. The wand next to it and the gold wings behind it caught my attention the most."Sorry Dee, that dress is a little too expensive" daddy explained, starring down at me.Seeing the sadness across my face, he crouched down and placed a kiss on my cheek. "What if I get you something else? Another dress maybe""But I want the princess dress""Okay" He sighed "Then I guess we won't get ice c
It felt like I took off my life problems when the dumb dress was detached from my body.Yeah, detached.The damn thing didn't come off quickly. It felt like a second skin and the sand in between made it even worse.Well, Dylan decided it'd be great to get in the water, cold water if I might add and I didn't resist cause, duh, why not?Anyways, we spent minutes in the water, splashing on each other with absolutely no idea where we would find fresh dry clothes after.At the sad end, we went home in our wet sandy clothes.My choice to wear something off shouldered and skimpy backfired. The cold air bit into my skin and at times, made me take breaks to shake it out. I had never been so cold and Dylan, the definition of a perfect gentleman, didn't offer to give me his jacket.I took a warm bath the mom
I woke up far earlier than I expected or maybe I didn't sleep at all. I spent my night tossing and turning while watching Dylan sleep next to me but not in a creepy way.I swear, not in a creepy way.Anyways, the skies were getting brighter as seconds passed and it only made me realize I had to go to school.And face the embarrassment.I couldn't spend a minute without thinking about it. It just kept coming over and over again.First, it involved Cassandra and we all know how it's gonna be. She'll literally make my life hell even if it was my last alive.Not to talk of the stares and whispers.It'll take only social media to share a million messages about Diana Kent within a night. If the internet could give me a dollar for every conversation about me, then guess who's gonna be the next millionair
DYLAN KINGFor the first time ever, she came up to me personally to get the car keys and it was weird to see her with a book in her hands.Reading?She had good grades and looked like a total nerd but she didn't read as much as I always thought she would.I plopped down on the driver's seat with a sigh, turning to face her. I poked her shoulder softly after noticing she didn't acknowledge my presence "Hey"No reply."Hey"I pinched her cheek, enjoying how soft it felt beneath my fingers.Man, you gotta touch this. It feels like heaven."Look who has soft chubby cheeks, chubby chubby cheeks"For the love of pure satisfaction, I pinched it again and again and again and again and again_&nb
"Just so you know, you look even more stupid in that apron" I acknowledged while munching on m&ms.He stared down at the white apron, pulling out the edges and displaying the red uneven hearts plastered on it. "You know I made this, right?""Still stupid""I'm not taking it off, okay? Deal with it""Yeah, whatever."He huffed and turned around, resuming his duty as my personal chef and in the process, flexing his butt.Yeah, I know, it's weird to stare at things like that but trust me, I found it difficult to look away.I mean, it had such a muscular structure and it only seemed to look better in jeans.More defined, yeah, that's the word.He had a defined butt."Hey! You're staring at my butt!""What butt?" I denied, then
Dylan woke me up as early as five of clock.At most, I had three hours of sleep and had my eyes open once the sky got blue.I'd spent most of the night packing for the trip and watching TV since I had no chemistry test to worry about. At least, not till the next few days.I also browsed the internet about the country for a knowledge of the place before I got there. I saw pictures of some good parts and some of the local rural places like the villages and streets.The most I saw revolved around Lagos and a few about other states.loved their culture, tribes, dresses and most things I saw through the internet. I got attracted to the food the most and yes, they looked delicious even through the monitor.So I got drawn to it and found myself wanting to teleport and get my hands on their delicious delights.
We broke the kiss as Dylan pulled away, standing up and regaining his composure."Um, the door" He laughed and headed towards the door, sprinted actually and left me wondering what had happened.There wasn't much to think about besides the fact he kissed me and I reciprocated.Wait, is this normal?I mean, it felt great, amazing even, but I couldn't understand how I felt precisely. Yes, I was surprised but it wasn't just surprise, I felt different.The good kinda different."Mr King" The person repeated, giving the door a gentle knock. Dylan pulled open the door, revealing a woman I guessed to be the secretary.She was pretty slim, almost like she didn't eat a thing. She could pass as a swimsuit model or any model at all. It made me feel chubby by comparison.Her hair wa
Five months went in a blur.I was out of high school.Almost in College.Got married to Dylan and had fifteen kids with one in my belly.Ha! Just kidding!Anyways, things were back to normal. I had gotten over my fear of getting killed by Cassandra after she was found a few weeks ago.Well, she did a great job in hiding from the public for four months. Literally everyone knew she was wanted cause Dylan announced half a million dollars would be awarded to anyone with the courage to find her or could give information about where she was.The money was given to a sixeen year old high school student after she found Cassandra in the bushes during a school trip.I know, she got so lucky, didn't she?Cassandra was sadly charged with kidnap, murder and
DYLAN KING"David, are you sure about this?""I know Cassy better than anyone else. Trust me on this one, Diana is in there and she's behind all of this" He said, pointing at the old abandoned building behind the trees.David called earlier saying he knew where Diana was and it didn't take a second before I sprang up to my feet and headed to the car.I got a lot of men for support, just in case the kidnapper was armed or they were kidnappers.We picked David from the school's parking lot a few minutes later. To avoid paparazzi and unnecessary drama, the other cars had to stop close by while I got him myself.He got into the car and spilled everything he knew about the kidnapper but for the first few seconds, I didn't believe his words.It was Cassandra.The words slipped out his mou
"I'm sorry, what?""I said I'm gonna make you feel so bad, you wouldn't feel a thing at th_""Yeah, yeah, I got that part. I mean, why? Never gone through a heartbreak before?""Oh my god Diana, you don't understand what this is all about, do you?!" She yelled in frustration, throwing her hands up in the air and finally, the gun was away from my face."I'm sorry Cassandra but I don't understand. I've had my heart broken before and I didn't go so extreme cause I understood it's totally normal. Don't be so hard on yourself, you're just a teenager. It happens to the best of us""I've done so m_""Did anyone ever tell you they're unnecessary? Take a look at yourself Cassandra, you're so hot, a lot of guys would kill for a girl like you. You've got blonde hair and blue eyes, something the society believes to be so beautiful for a reason I have absolutely no
I froze.I felt my heart leap to my throat and fear creep up to my chest. My heartbeats got faster with each second and breaths short and quick. I could feel the thumping on my temples increase and anxiety build up in me as he pushed the metal further into my back."You scream, I kill you. Run, I kill you. Act funny and guess what? I kill you" His voice was so deep and hoarse, it made hearing look like a big deal.He let out a deep chuckle, the metal pushing against my spine as he laughed.I flinched with every slight movement, fearing he was gonna pull the trigger accidentally."W_what do you w_want?""You'll know sweetie, just get in the car"A lot of thoughts came running through my head.Am I gonna get raped? Kidnapped? Murdered? Tortured? Killed?
I picked on the side of my nails, slowly getting rid of the white nail polish on it.One reason why I wasn't a fan of nail polish.I enjoyed painting my nails but the fun usually ended the moment I was done with it. Most times, I unintentionally picked on it and at the end, it got all chipped with some of it beneath my nails.I'd been in the car for minutes, nervous hell would let lose the moment I stepped into the building.The drama Cassandra caused during prom was enough to make me the number one trending topic for days and dating Dylan was a whole topic on it's own.Throughout my previous day in school, I succeeded in completely avoiding Cassandra's unnecessary drama but I knew I wouldn't if the news got out I was dating her dream man.Not that I was scared of her or something, I just wanted to have a normal day. At lea
DIANA"We're gonna be late for school, Cupcake"I felt Dylan pinch my cheek as an attempt to wake me up but laziness got the best part of me and I left them shut."I know you're awake"Using his fingers, he pushed the loose strands on my forehead to my temple and revealed the smile I had plastered to my face."Leave me alone" I mumbled "I don't wanna go to school""You have chemistry test today, remember?""Did you really have to say that?" I asked, finally opening my eyes and staring up at him.His messy brown hair fell across his face, the shadow blocking his eyes from my blurry vision.He had the same smile on his face since yesterday, the awkward one he had on when he said something about possession I didn't really understand.All I coul
We were back in New York by exactly seven eleven.I had adapted to the temperature of Nigeria after two days in the country. Feeling the cold wind against my skin was definitely the best thing I'd felt the whole day.However, I had to pull on a sweater almost immediately.Driving back home brought back the thoughts of my time in Nigeria.I never thought my time there would've caused so much drama. It was almost impossible to believe all of that had happened in just two days.First, Dylan and I did what you dirty minded individuals have waited so long for. Then I unintentionally ruined it and had to attend a party with a shattered heart. I lost my appetite and missed all I planned for the party.As if that wasn't enough, I met Toby who I had no idea hated Dylan and wanted to get to him through me. It hurt to think I had been
The sunlight blinded my vision as my eyelids flutter open. Rolling over to the edge of the bed, I rubbed my stolen eyes and extended my hand to the side table.My vision was blurry till i adusted the glasses on the bridge of my nose.I spent my night tossing and turning till I finally got sleep early this morning.No matter how much I tried, my mind kept moving back to what happened the night before.After he revealed the reason he did all of that was because I called it a stupid kiss, I turned and left. Not because I was mad or something, I just had so much to take in and couldn't comprehend it all at once.First, it started with Toby who hated Dylan, tried to get to him through me and the shocking revelation he was twenty eight.Yes, I was so stupid to have ignored the people around me and the looks they had on their face
(A/N: I know y'all really really really really really hate Dylan now but, make sure you read this chapter to the very end to understand and if you don't, you'll get it in the chapters after this. Also, this chapter might be a little too short, only about 1400 words in total which is shorter than my usual chapters but I hope you enjoy it.)...Why in the world was he jealous?He had his time with Keyinday, periodically winking at her and giving her smiles that'll make any woman melt. Then he proceeded to make it all worse by getting her number.I was right there, watching them both have their time. Neither of them noticed my presence, he didn't care about how I felt.Then Toby came along, a man even better than he was. At least, he noticed his presence unlike his ebony sweetheart and went ahead to mention he was a big fan of his work.&nb