I had a vision
A vision of my nails in the kitchen
Scratching counter tops, I was screaming
My back arched like a cat
My position couldn't stop, you were hitting it
And I shouldn't cry, but I love it, star boy
And I shouldn't cry, but I love it (I love it), star boy......___________________________________________
Siya
“What happened? Siya…” Tasha asked me. I thought she was angry when she found out what happened on my trip. How did that person Saniya claim those words about Ryan? And too, plan a dinner date with Ryan. And that Asshole said yes to her.
But when I told her those things, she just laughed. Laughed like a maniac. Didn't react the way I wanted.
She told me, 'When I said I don't like him, so why do I feel this way? Why did I have a problem when he said yes to her for a dinner date? No, it's not a date. It's just a normal dinner. Yes……
I was roaming in her living area while she just lay down on her couch and munched popcorn in her mouth.
“Siya, stop wandering around. And tell me what has happened to you,” Tasha said, getting up from the couch.
“Tasha, I don't know… But I felt something had happened to me. Why do I feel this frustrated whenever I think about him with anyone?” I blurted out everything and sat beside her.
"Because you're in love, my girl…" She uttered tenderly and held my hand in hers.
She squeezed my hand and said, “It's jealousy, my girl, that you're feeling at the thought of him with someone else. But it's not just a thought. It's a real thing... that he is going on a date, and that too with someone else…….”
“Tasha, it's just a normal dinner, not a date... Understand?” She was about to say more, but I interrupted her.
“Ohhhh… Ease up, Siya…” She expressed,
“Tasha, it's not love….” I exclaimed.
“Yeahhh, I know, I know…” She said, and there was a spark in her eyes.
“I have an idea…..” she added further.
"What?..." I said, glancing at her from the corner of my eyes.
"Call him and invite him here," she said.
"And for what?" I asked.
"Dinner or what else?" She said, shrugging her shoulders.
“Tasha, it seems you need a proper nap... Go and take some rest.” I said in frustration and pushed her away.
"Siya," she spat out with a tinge of anger.
Now, both of us turned our faces away from each other and sat silently.I need to think of something on my own because Tasha will mess up everything way better than me.
"Idea…" I chirped happily and turned towards her, and following me, she did the same.
“Tell me?” She asked.
"Are you hungry?" Without answering her, I countered my question.
“What?” She said in disbelief and got up from the couch.
“Yes or No?” I said and made my way upstairs.
In the middle, I stopped and turned to her, saying, “Come on, get ready. We need to leave in five minutes.”
Without waiting for her response, I made my way upstairs.
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“Where are we going, Siya?” it's maybe a hundred times she asked this. But I remain silent.
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Glory - A Passion's Symphony |18+
General FictionWarning: This dark slow-burn romance contains a seductive web of intimate encounters and forced proximities that may leave you breathless. Be advised that some scenes in this story may trigger emotional responses. If certain themes are sensitive to...