Bianca's pov
Love: (n.) 1. a strong positive emotion of regard and affection (opp. of hate, hatred)
2. any object of warm affection or devotion; passion;
3. a beloved person; used as terms of endearment; beloved; dear; dearest; honey; 4. a deep feeling of sexual desire and attraction; sexual love; erotic love;
5. a score of zero in tennis or squash;
6. sexual activities (often including sexual intercourse) between two people; sexual love; lovemaking; making love; love life;
(v.) 1. have a great affection or liking for; (opp. of hate, detest)
2. get pleasure from; enjoy;
3. be enamored or in love with;
4. have sexual intercourse with; sleep together; roll in the hay; make out; make love; sleep with; know; do it; be intimate; jazz; eff;
I had to check every dictionary and be sure with whatever emotion ranging in me. The emotion setting my butterflies free. The emotion that keeps me smiling and develops a glimpse of jealousy in my heart. It is also the same emotion that makes me smile when her eyes meet mine, that makes my heart race when she placed her human paws on my bare skin. The emotion that drives me insane... Love.
It's a little over a month since I fully let her into my mind, heart and soul. I still don't regret a thing and the more time I spend with her the more I realize why it's her and not anyone else. Why it's specifically her name I want to moan or even say with my teeth clenched together.
It's like I've had a glass of whatever spirit, I can't stand on my own feet... Intoxicated by not only her water blue eyes but also her smile and laugh and snore. I tend to forget I am on thin ice and that half of my family hates me. It's when I am with her that nothing else matters. I tend to forget I am an active volcano erupting when I feel threatened and not loved enough. A danger zone, they call it. Never to her.
She calls my name twice and my senses are retrieved. "No fighting" She'll mouth and the storm wears off. She says I am the prettiest destruction she's even seen, A colorful blast.
She has her days too, days of great devastation. I named her Tornado...
Yolanda's pov.
We sat in my room all crusty and cute talking videos and countless snaps.
"Want food?" I asked.
"I feel like an extra cheese topping pizza" She said pouting.
"Sure, I am not placing the order" I said smirking.
"But I always do it and you know how impatient I am" She said trying to looker cuter than she already is.
"Because you are the one with the wildest cravings" I scoffed.
"That's not fair" She laughed defeated.
"I'll prepare a movie while you order" I said leaving her behind.
It's always a struggle when it comes to who does the talking when we are in public and yeah I suck at it and I always hide behind her having to deal with her impatientce at the end of each day, it's a win-win situation.
"The pizza man will be here in the next 30 minutes, I did the calling, you'll do the collecting and tipping" She said with her arms folded making her boobs pop out.
"You look very cute when you trying to be mad" I mocked.
"Fuck you!" She laughed out loud.
We prepared the plates and drinks for just the two of us. Aunt is happily in love and is hardly home. I ain't complaining it grants me more quality time with my baby.
"What exactly are we watching?" She asked.
"Haven't decided, pick one" I said.
I know what she'll decide, We've watched it 100 times already she just loves it.
"Um... Home" She said pouting.
"Home it is" I laughed.
* * *
We sat on the carpet finishing the second half of the pizza and talking through out the movie.
It's been a month and I am happy, happier than yeah I forgot the characters name.
"Babe here comes our song!" Bianca sat up straight and yeah we prepared to sing.
"Turn your face towards the sun and let the shadows fall behind you"
"Don't look back, just carry on"
"Ne ne ne" We mimicked the lyrics.
My direct duplicate, A more feminine version of myself.
"Am I gaining weight?" She said showing my her butt.
"Maybe... Maybe not" I smirked.
"I am, Look" She bent over.
"Blame the pizza" I said.
"I love you anyway" I pulled her into a bear hug.
And I said it out loud, not in a poem or writing but to her and her face reddened like any other time when she blushes.
"I love you" She answered back with her still cuddled up into a hug.
Love, an intense feeling of sexual desire and attraction.
I can't wait for my ain't to return from her weekend getaway so I can tell her all about my weekend.
"Last week I took you home late and your aunt made a fuss about it, lemme take you home mami" I said pulling away.
I waited for her inside nala, I am only allowed to drive it locally while we wait for my permit.
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"Ain't you coming in?" She asked.
"Nah, not today. See you tomorrow at school though" I replied pouting and she leaned in for a kiss.
"The day your aunt catches up is gonna be the end of me" I laughed as she waved.
"Byeee" She blew a kiss as I drove away.
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