CECILIA is 27 years old, has had a beautiful life, a one that she loved. She had her friends with her, and family with her. One day she was finally reunited with her high school sweet heart but didn't expect the cost that came with her.
EVANGELINE...
This was such a bad idea, everywhere we went, pictures were taken. She seemed to ignore them, but they were so distracting sometimes. "Should we go? Are you uncomfortable?" She asked, I shook my head and shrugged. "No it's alright, just sometimes distracting."
She nodded. "I know that, even for me, it can be so distracting." I looked a a dress and handed it to mark. He looked down at it and then lifted his head back up. "Just let me know if you want to leave." She said to me, I nodded and continued walking around.
She would lighten up the mood by making jokes or just making me smile. She would put her hand on my waist and grab a dress with the other. "You like this one?" She would ask me.
I would nod. I kinda felt bad for mark, he had to carry all these dresses and not even complain. There were so many dresses too.
"You ready to try them on beautiful?" She asked me, I nodded as she grabbed my hand. She led me to the dressing room and waited outside as she passed me a dress. Ugh I wanted her to come inside, I don't know how she just swooped into my life again and took over my heart but she did.
After I got the dress on and sighed. It didn't like it on me. "Come inside." I told her. "You sure?" She asked me. I hummed, she opened the curtain just a bit and slide herself in, closing it.
She didn't say anything as she looked me up and down, she then looked at my face, and raised her eyebrows. "You don't like it." She said, I shook my head. She walked up behind me and sighed. "Why not?"
The dress was cute, don't get me wrong. But they way it hugged my body, it didn't look good. I had thick thighs, hip dips and a stomach. I try my hardest to like it all but it's so hard sometimes. "I don't wanna say." I muttered. "You remember what I used to always tell you?" She asked, her hands snaking around my waist.
I nodded. "Remind yourself." She said. "Everything I hate about my body, lesbians love." I smiled at the end. "And I love everything about your body, I could admire it for hours. I could point out every single thing I love about it." She whispered in my ear, looking at me through the mirror. I shivered, biting my lip.
EVA'S POINT OF VEIW
Eva could hear her breath become shallow, she felt her shiver as she spoke every word to her. Watching her bite her lip, Eva wanted to do so much stuff to her right in this dressing room. But she couldn't take her publicly.
She wanted them to be taking things slow. She wanted to make sure she never found out about what happens on a daily basis, she wanted to keep the good nice side of her. The Evangeline she knew had grew up and changed. Sure she was still there but there was so much stuff Cecilia didn't know about her.
