Unfading Joy and Sorrow Pt 1 (Volturi Kings)

One Tequila, Two Tequila, Three Tequila, Floor

March 5th, 2006

Yesterday was a very easy going day for Amara. It had been so laid back that the storm in her gut wished for yesterday. Unfortunately, today was Sunday and her luscious form stood in front of her closet completely helpless. "Why'd I agree to this," she groaned for the tenth time. Her mind answering, 'Beats me.'

'No one asked you,' firing back, miffed at herself. Amara started rifling through her clothing trying to find exactly what she felt like wearing. She didn't feel like being decked in grunge was not very first date appropriate, but no matter how much she dreaded tonight she would look her best.

It was when her eyes landed upon the purple dress with a floral, lacy overlay that she had bought over a year ago. Pulling it from the hanger she laid the dress on her messy bed to go hunt down a pair of her lacy black hosiery. Finding a pair in her top draw she slid them over her meaty thighs and over her plump stomach. She removed the straps from her black bra knowing that it would look better strapless with the spaghetti strapped heart shaped neckline.

Turning to the elegant dress she undid the zipper in the back and glided the silky inside over top her curler filled head. As always she struggled with getting the zipper to go up. 'I fucking need another person to do this,' she exacerbated. Getting in an awkward position with her arms she pulled it up.

She smoothed down the ringing bell shaped skirt and moved to look into her full size mirror. Amara felt confident in with the extra detailed thin straps that showed off her tattooed shoulders and arms; the black midsection with laced up sides accentuated her high waist. It was until her eyes landed on the bright pink hair curlers did she not feel so refined.

"Real classy with 'K' and an 'I'," her words sarcastic. Cramming her lips together before wondering what the time was, she looked at the clock by her bed seeing it was fifteen till four. She had plenty of time. Amara went back to her closet and shuffled through her shoe pile searching for her pair of black coven boots.

With a 'Ah-ha,' she pulled the shoes out and placed her feet into them. Bending over she buckled the six buckles that adorn each boot to keep them in place. She wobbled a bit when she stood up too fast, 'Please don't fall today.' Her plea answer as she caught her balance soon after.

Her make up for the evening was lighter than her usual caked on base. She left her eyes simple with doing a cat eye with her black liner which she struggled with getting them to match. Only a hint of blush caressed her pale cheeks and her lips matched in color to the plum, sheer duster that she'd be wearing underneath her long, black petticoat coat.

Her attention was drawn to her hair as she released the loose curls from the curlers, hair cascading over her freshly shaved sides. She set to work pinning her hair to show off her inked scalp. Amara curled her long side pieces with the hot iron and attempted to and a few more curls where she saw needed a little help.

A half a can of hairspray later she exited her bathroom and roamed into her kitchen. Having a few mishaps with her eyeliner had made the time fly by. Thirty minutes after five, she stood, nearly a wreck with nerves, over her the deep, divided sink just trying to calm herself. All of that was thrown out the window when a knock came from her door. 'It's not time yet,' her mind freaking out that it wasn't fully prepared for this.

Her feet felt heavy as she approached the door to unlock it. Hands on the lock and knob, she undid both locks at the same time. Door swinging open, Amara's eyes widen as a very attractive Aaron stood before her. His hips were hugged by dark denim jeans with a dress shirt tucked in. A black leather jacket graced his strong shoulders. He styled his hair back and seemed to have trimmed his beard.

'Maybe this wasn't a mistake,' she relented as she drank him in. "Whoa, you look beautiful," Aaron breathed out, jaw slacked. The fire in his eyes made her bite her lip knowing full well what he was thinking.