TIANA
"How's Rita," I mumbled pushing the empty plate away only to resort to staring at the ground, unwilling to witness his reaction. I felt him shift next to me, aware of his slightly large body next to my petite frame.
"She's freaking out and blaming herself for what happened," he glanced in my direction," we both do."
"I should have been more careful," I
TIANAI bit down on my lip hard hearing the tired sigh slip past my mother's lips as she eyed me," Tiana. . .""You can go on without me. I'm not ready yet.""Tim has been in the ground for years now. When will you ever be ready to visit him and your father," she mumbled grabbing her keys.
TIANABlueChartreuse The colours spread around the canvas and my head involuntarily tilted to the side trying to decipher just what the artist was attempting to exhibit
TIANADinner had gone smoothly, and as much as I tried not to- I liked Aunt Jeane,And not just because she smacked the shit out of Luis
TIANATears trailed down her cheeks, fortunately, they were only motivated by the outcome in the courtroom when we won the case. No other feeling I'd ever felt in the life I've had could compare to the joy I felt knowing good had prevailed."I don't know if I've said this enough but . . . thank you," she sniffled as her mother, Lisa rubbed her back soothingly. I could see in her mother's eyes the emotions dying to spill down her own cheeks. Seeing the love and support between them almost had me succumbing to the
TIANA.Rubbing vigorously to wipe the fatigue out of my eyes, my feet touched the cold floor slowly moving towards the knocking at the door. A crippling fear formed inside me at being woken up in the middle of the night, unlike most times when it was from that torturous dream.I was doing my best to keep a level head by telling myself that everything was fine. And before I opened the
LUISArched browsHigh cheekbonesSlender jaw
LUIS"Why the fuck are you telling me this now?" Rita grumbled throwing the phone in my face after viewing the message sent to me that began reigning havoc on the peaceful life my mother and I sought. A life that involved being open to the people around us and only judging people off the basis of their character.
A few days laterLUISIt had been a few days and I hadn't seen nor heard from Tiana. A part of me hoped that she wasn't pushing herself away from me given the last time we spoke. And I had
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