“Hey, where are you?” Rosa says through the video call.
“I’m in Paris” I laugh softly.
“Gosh! Seriously?” Rosa says.
“Yeah…” I grin.
“Why are you smiling like that?” Rosa highly raises her eyebrow as she stares at me through the phone.
“Mmm... let me guess” Rosa rolls her eyes.
“Lena took you on trips of course...” Rosa says.
“Nope! But that one is one of them too” I giggle, my cheeks getting rosy.
“Mmm… you look so happy now, what’s matter?” Rosa gives me a look, she raises an eyebrow.
“Jesus Rosa! Just guess” I laugh softly.
Rosa rolls her eyes, she staring at the ceiling as she makes her way to the couch and leans on it, she sips
“I need you right now…” Lena coos, her kisses started to trail down my neck. I nod in agreement, unable to find my voice and I make my way to sit on her lap. The doorbell rings both of us mumble under our breath. “Fuck!” Lena mumbles as she keeps kissing me. I off myself from her lap and make my way to the front door, I open the door and there’s a hotel services man who held a chocolate box and roses in his hands “Ms. Aleena?” He asks.I point my gaze to Lena and give her a sign to come with my head, she off herself from the bed and groaning, making her way to us. “Ms. Aleena… a man gave me this and tell me to give it to you” He explains. Lena takes the things and holds them with her. “Good night!” He says, he left our room after. I close the door and Lena puts the chocolate box and roses on the table. “Who sent that babe?” I ask as I’m standing behind her.&
We’re finally home, after a long flight from Paris. Lena and I went to the Museum and travel around the city before we left. She took me to Musee de Louvre, I don’t even could spell the name well but that place was amazing, I’ve been there with my family too but that was a long time ago. Since I was a kid I’ve always like arts, I love painting and do crafts. “Baby, you’re done?” Lena says.“Hold up! I make the bag!” I yell from our bedroom as I unpack the clothes and get the clothes back to the
“Alright baby… thank you!” I say as I release Alison’s hand from me. She’s running to the living room, laughing, and watches her favorite cartoon. “Jesus Christ Rosa! Your kid is so fucking clever!” I whisper as I slide to the dining seat. “Gosh, she’s catching us making out at the bedroom!” I exclaim in whispers. “W…what, making out?” Rosa asks as she preparing the food. “No, it just hugging and admiring each other’s figure” I laugh softly.“Yo
LENA’S POINT OF VIEWGuilt, I guess that was what I’m feeling right now. But not just that, I was feeling guilty for what I wasn’t feeling guilty about. I knew that I didn’t want to spend my entire life with Sasha and selling drugs for her stepbrother. I don’t feel bad for being with Maia because it’s what I want. I feel guilty for feeling burdened with this trivial shit when one of my men, a member of our drug cartel that keeps an eye on outside, died.
LENA’S POINT OF VIEWI slide out of the bed and make the bed before I leave the room. But I keep thinking about Dmitri, he may still in gray. I slowly make my way closer to the bedroom door, looking at Maia in the kitchen behind the door to making sure that she’s not here. “Fiuhh…” I exhale in relief as I saw she was busy cooking our breakfast. I make my way back towards the bed and reach my phone at the bedside, I’m scrolling my contacts to call Dmitri and ask him about the funereal.
I pack Lena’s thing when she’s taking shower, it’s pretty hard for me to away from her. I tried to be strong, hiding the pain by myself, and keep smiling in front of her. I know Lena will be here once a month to spending her time with me. Ring wrapped on my finger, it’s enough for me to reminds her when she’s not here. Lena and I wore the same ring, she gave me a beautiful diamond ring on our last trip in Paris and the rings will tie us forever.“Is everything done, babe?” Lena says as she’s drying h
Sitting on the cozy seat with a stranger who tattooed me at her tattoo studio near my old apartment, while my eyes keep looking at Lena’s picture in my hand, the weather felt so good, it’s not hot, neither cold. I'm about to go to Rosa’s apartment to see them before I decided to stop my steeps in this nice tattoo studio. Lena and I did a lot of things this year, and we spent our 12 months together every time she’s back in town.I’m holding Lena’s picture in my hand, admiring her beauty. I took this picture on ou
I reach my old apartment and will meeting Rosa there for family dinner, it’s Lena’s first day back in town after long months she’s been traveling the world. I knock the door and a three and half years old girl opens the door for me, that was little Alison. “Woah… hi honey!” I greet little Alison and hugs her before I get into the apartment. “Hello aunty” Alison replies. “Where’s your mom, honey?” I ask. “Right there” Alison says as she points her index finger to the kitchen.