“Where are you going?”
The golden lights shone dimly from the outside against the brunette’s opened window. In the four corners of her room, the aftermath of what conspired during that day became so evident. It was past 6 PM now, the city had awakened its nightlife spirits and so Sandra too, wanted to wake herself up from the bubble that she was in just a few hours earlier.
“Hey…” Lou mumbled as she watched the naked brunette get up from the bed, “Where are you going?”
No words came out of Sandra’s lips. The blonde watched as Sandra pulled the white comforter, pasting it towards her naked body. Her silence, along with the white cloth, trailed from the bed down to the opened window where she took refuge, sitting on the window frame. And Lou would swear that she didn’t bat an eye, but where did Sandra get a cigarette?
“I didn’t know you smoke.” The blonde commented as she sat on the bed.
“You don’t know a lot of things about me.” The smoke went past Sandra’s red lips, it’s ghostly presence danced along the air.
“That’s going to be the death of you.” Lou added, walking up towards the brunette on the window; she tried to snatch the cigarette from Sandra’s lips, but the brunette was so quick to swat her hand away.
“Then on my funeral,..” She looked so hot as she blew the smoke right across Lou’s face, her long and well-trimmed fingers caught the cigarette before she dumped it on the window, “…you get to tell me, ‘I told you so.'”
“You’re a doctor. You should know it has bad impacts on your health.”
“Says the one who drinks vodka like it’s water.”
“I only sell vodka. I rarely drink.”
“Oh, yeah?” Sandra countered, pulling Lou towards her as she circled her arms around the blonde’s neck, “…it’s almost 7 in the evening.” She started, her low husky voice made all the hair on Lou’s nape stand,..”You’ve been here since 1 PM. I remember you have a bar that needs attention, so you can go now.”
There was poision on Sandra’s stare, there was danger on Sandra’s voice, and Lou was aware of all that, but instead of pulling herself away, she found herself crawling into her claw like a helpless little puppet. The blonde stared at Sandra, right into her mahogany eyes, then her gaze went down to her lips before Lou brought her finger to it, caressing it, almost feather-light, like an almost kiss.
“Are you driving me away now?” Lou whispered, her eyes never leaving Sandra’s eyes as she casually snaked one of her arms around the brunette’s waist.
“Yes.”
“Don’t.”
Sandra let out a fictitious laugh. Her disheveled look, plus her laugh made Lou’s sleeping flesh move. She looked so hot laughing and the blonde just wanted to do nothing, but to worship her all over again.
“I’m not your lover.” Sandra let out another laugh, before she looked at Lou seriously again, “You might had a taste of my body; yes, you were able to fingerfuck me with your delicious fingers and yes…” She pulled the blonde by her nape and placed a chaste kiss on her lips,”…yes, you were able to kiss me, hear me moan your name, made me beg for your fucking strap, but I’m not your lover. This isn’t a forever thing.” Sandra looked down as she remembered seeing Lou in nothing, but skin, “…you’re not Cate.”
“You say I look like her.”
“You don’t have her tattoo.”
“Care to tell what tattoo?”
“My name…” The brunette sighed as she started to play with Lou’s clavicle, “…she had my name tattooed just below her breast.”
“I can tattoo your name on me too.”
The silence wrapped them both and it melted Sandra’s confidence away because at that very moment, she felt like she was saying goodbye to the only replica of Cate that she was holding. She and Lou made love and Lou stood in front of her, naked, without her name tattooed on her skin. She didn’t know what she was feeling upon seeing her – couldn’t really tell if it was relief or pain, but she sure did feel the breaking of her heart.
“I can tattoo your name too.” Lou stated again, her voice full of longing and for Sandra, it sounded so familiar, as if it was Cate, but she already knew Lou was not, “…if you want me to, I can.”
The brunette gave Lou a sad smile before she tapped her cheek lightly, “You’re not my lover. You’re not the love of my life, I’m sorry.”
“You’re too hang up on her. When will you ever let her go?”
“That, I don’t know. I’m haunted by her.”
Lou slowly nodded. Sandra’s love for Cate would never ever falter, she knew and so, gradually, she retreated away from Sandra’s hold. There was something inside her brewing -Â a storm, a confession, she didn’t know. All she knew was that she was hurting.
“Will I ever see you again?” Lou asked as she started to pick up her scattered clothes on the floor.
“No.”
“Why?”
“I’m going away for a while.”
“Where?”
“That’s too personal already.” Sandra went off from the window where she was sitting; she let the blanket fall from her body, letting it kissed the cold tiled floor beneath, and in the centre of the room, she stood naked, “…let’s just say, I’m flying back home for a little while.”
“When?” Lou asked, zipping up her pants.
“None of your business, hottie.”
Lou shook her head as she wore her blazer back, “Are you always this cold?”
“I never was when Cate was still with me.”
“What did she ever do apart from leaving you?”
Sandra chuckled, “Uhm, hurt me, cheated on me multiple times.”
“And you still love her?” Unbelief plastered on Lou’s face, “You’re crazy, aren’t you?”
“I am.”
Lou could only shake her head as she headed towards the vanity mirror across the foot of the bed. She looked at herself, probably getting ready to go out when she felt Sandra’s arms snaked from behind. Her smell slaved the blonde’s nostrils – that addicting milky and vanilla scent made Lou’s stomach drop. Sandra never said a word, hence, Lou slowly turned around to inspect her.
“Are you okay?” The blonde asked.
“Stay.”
This time, it was Lou’s turn to chuckle lightly, “I thought this isn’t a lifetime thing? Not a forever thing?”
“I am only asking you to stay for the night.” The brunette jested, before she withdrew her hold on the blonde’s frame; Lou watched as she walked towards the bed and sat on it, “Besides, I don’t wanna feel lonely tonight.”
“Are you inviting me for sex?”
Sandra laughed, almost throwing her head back and Lou enjoyed how her breasts moved, “Depends…” That bedroom voice woke Lou; the brunette touched hair hair sexily before she tilted her head to look at her, “What do this lonely woman do to get a fuck from you?”
“Nothing.” Lou replied before she started walking towards the brunette on the bed, unbuttoning her vest on the way.
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