Ear Candy - A WLW Fiction

Chapter 12

Denisse's POV

I watched how Rosie squinted her eyes as she ate her tacos with pure hatred when the screen showed Dante's solo shot. I guess the smug look on her face annoyed Rosie as I grimaced hearing her chewing on her food too loud.

We manage to snitch in a Live broadcasting of their performance after I threw out half of Rosie's wardrobe and replaced it with new clothes that I think would suit best for her. It took a lot of persuasion, yes but I am taking advantage of her depressed state and throw away her long overdue clothes.

  The concert was located out of town and I don't think I would want to leave my best friend behind just to watch them.

It hurts seeing my best friend being like this and finding out from Sol that Rosie almost drowned herself. If it weren't for Dante , I would probably see a dead body the morning after. She didn't tell me what the problem was.

  However it would hurt me more if she wouldn't find someone to love.

Ironically, even if she said she didnt want to 'see' Dante, she sat right next to me the moment the live started. Just what exactly happened to the both of them?

   I thought things were going well and the next thing I knew, Rosie told me she ''Never want to see Dante's gorgeous annoying face ever again." which was pretty understandable judging by how she's more.... Involved with women.

   But I for sure know, things like this isn't surprising for me. Even when she won't tell why she hated her, I immediately have an idea of the main reason. 

  "You know what Roseanne, sweety ..." I trailed and looked at her.

"... Why don't we pamper ourselves for a bit?" I suggested.

  "What do you mean?" She rose a brow. The swollen under eyebags were evident enough for me to tell she has been crying for hours and hours and mind you she looked so miserable, she clearly needed a break.

  I didnt know she has this side of her.

  "Why don't we go out of the city and relax in a resort or something?"

  "Denisse, I'm money-broke for that and heart broken right now. Maybe some other time. I have several deliveries of artwork to do by this month." She declined and blew her nose with a tissue.

  "Don't worry. The treat is mine." she squinted her  eyes suspiciously for a moment and suddenly rose her hand up in defence.

  "Fine.." she grumbled and I immediately squealed in excitement.

  "There's this resort that holds big parties nightly--"

  "I thought we're going for a relaxation?" she immediately cut me off, I dropped my arms in defeat as I examined her frown. I need to get her off of the bed one way or another.

 "All day spa is guarantee--"

"Deal." she quickly jumped from her seat and walk straight to her room and took out her luggage under the bed to start packing.  I lightly chuckled as I watched her  shoving random clothes  inside.

Right. Now that Operation 1: Changing this Loca's closet has successfully accomplished. Let us now commence Operation 2: Finding her somebody to date. What better way to socialize than going to a nightly party?

Rosie's  POV

     I was told once that it's bad to turn down blessings and sending Denisse over to treat me in such a tempting spa vacation is probably a sign from God. I grinned happily as I hopped inside her car the next day. I had a feeling we're actually going to have a great day arriving to the resort. I heard we travel a little bit far so I offered to drive so she can rest for awhile. The road is not much of a hassle as there were no traffic and not as bumpy as I thought it would be .