LUIS
Tracing her skin I never knew this level of content existed in the very life I lived. If I believed that the day I was published was the best, I stood corrected with every moment I spent with her and the night we shared was incredible. To the point a feeling emerged of just how urgent it was I tell her more about myself, it was only right I do. I had planned on telling her last night but she was upset and things just got out of hand. . .
LUISStanding here on the pavement thoughts once tightly packed away unfolding. I stuffed my hands into my pockets second guessing this. Once again I fell into the thoughts that as of late made me distraught.May be we plunged ourselves too soon into the lust into the passion?
LUISYou're only going to do her more harm than good.You're only going to do her more harm . . . than good.
TIANAShe walked around the shop, a carefree air swimming around her body in waves as she catered to each customers' needs, and I sat in the kitchen annoyed.The fatigue was killing me.It felt like I had an added weight pulling my limbs to the g
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TIANAI began an arduous journey painted in only destruction that manifested from my pain. A pain that held enough strength to knock down the walls I had built from my formative years that made me see only dark, melancholic clouds. And so I had convinced myself to wear the same exact material as that of my 'enemies' in order to protect myself from ever fee
LUISHand once again holding my heart I moved up my driveway in disappointment rehearsing the words I wanted to say. The words that would assert the willingness I had to be there even if she saw otherwise. And to tell her the truth o
TIANAThe broken mirror situated against the wall was the first thing I registered once my vision cleared. The dirty naked walls showed proof of once being white or at least beige and now due to being neglected led to their poor state. Taking a closer look at the mirror in front of me, the dried up blood on my nose and dishevelled clothes were only a glimp
LUISI was at a wits end, losing whatever ounce of sanity I still had left as days passed with her still gone. We were all working tirelessly to figure out where she was and who could've possibly taken her and as such sleep was scarce given the way my mind was constantly reeling.
I year laterTIANA
LUISI watched her for a few seconds in awe of her beauty. Even with the flour on her cheek she looked adorable mixing the chocolate batter. Aunt Jeane had, as usual invited us over and Tiana had decided to make a sweet treat for dessert.I swear she was set on turning me into a serious sweet sycophant.
LUISShe's mine.All mine.Since the day when the sun burned a beautiful orange glow we vowed to be together. And chose to love despite what has happened simply because w
TIANAWe had been walking on the beach for some time. The only sound being that of the waves kissing the shore with a soft hiss. Taking a deep breath I found myself feeling grateful at the fact I was here, there had been a point in my life I thought I wouldn't make it. That I'd never get the opportunity to travel the world like I once dreamed whispering th
A few weeks laterTIANAHere he was. . .
LUISThe minute I closed the door, I already felt a pull to go back and stay by her side simply because the very idea I couldn't see her with my own eyes scared me. I practically glued myself to the door still coming to terms with everything whilst feeling relief that she was safe. When Lisa came and confessed her connection with my father, past the shock along with anger for his ow
TIANANone of this was making sense. If this life was set on shocking me at every turn it certainly was doing an excellent job at it and needless to say Cain's face paled to one of mortification at the words Lisa said. However, the surprise subsided to one of anger as his face turned pink at the pent up rage about to spill like molten lava made to destroy anything in its path."Bulls
TIANAAfter he tied me up in a chair, heart hammering painfully in my chest at what was to come, the tears remained at bay hoping that the outcome my fearful mind had envisioned wouldn't come to fruition.
TIANAWhy didn't he tell me?Why didn't he tell me?I often stare at the dirty window lost in my thoughts of what was real or fake. Doing my best to prohibit the presence