His Black Rose

I'll always be there for you.

Angela.

I just know that Leo is not just a simple business man, something about him screams danger.
At first I thought maybe that's just how he is but now, I know it's more than that he's so cold and dangerous. I wonder how did he manage to find all this information about Lia.

I look at the blue file left on the coffee table, should I read it? What's in it that made Lia lose conscious? Argh I should go see how my girl is, I'll read the file later with her if she wants me to.

I go to Lia's room and I find her still awake, I thought she was tired and needed some sleep.

"Hey, is it safe to come in?" I ask peeking my head in. I see a small smile on her face, that's positive.

"Yeah come in dumbass" I giggle at that, she still got jokes I see.

"You're the biggest dumbass" we all laugh .

I lay on bed with her, I can see that she's not okay there's something troubling her.

"Why didn't you wake me up when Leo was here?" I ask.

"You were so cute and peaceful while sleeping, I didn't wanna wake you up" she let's out a sigh.

"You're my twin, you should have just picked me up and thrown me against the sofa" she laughs .

" you're crazy how can I do something like that to you? Oh how I miss college when they used to call us twins, but I don't think we look alike really, it was just that we became too close and I guess we started to have similar traits to them" we giggle.

She's right thou, sometimes I don't think that we look alike but other days you'd swear we're from the same womp.

"You have blonde hair and I have black curly afro  the only thing similar it's our eyes, other than that I haven't found anything lookalike" Lia says while patting my hair.

If only she knew, I don't have blond hair I have black hair but I've never seen how it looks like when it's long, my mother always told me to cut it because it will save my life from someone, I also used to wear contact lenses to hide my eyes, all this influenced by my mom, I would always wonder why should I hide, from whom and why?

But every time I asked, my mom would just be pissed, till she died she never told me why.
I got used to cutting my hair but I couldn't get used to hiding my gorgeous eyes, so after high school I removed lenses and started wearing wigs.

"Angie, Angela are you okay?!" She looks at me with concern in her eyes. I must have drifted away with my thoughts.

"I'm okay, I was just thinking about my late mom"

I never really told Lia everything, it's almost as if her and I are in the same situation with slight twists in between.

"Oh Angie, I'm sorry... you must miss her so much" not really, my mom preferred a boy child, but unfortunately she only got me, apparently that's the reason my dad never wanted me.

"It's okay, I just thought of something that reminded me of her" I say avoiding her eyes, Lia can always see when I'm lying.

"Angie, I was thinking that we both need therapy you know, we both never talked about our past, I'm just scared that you'll look at me differently, with pity and I don't wanna burden you" she says fiddling with her hands.

We really do need to see a therapist, maybe afterwards I'll be able to tell her everything.

"I think so too, but Lia you'll never be a burden to me and nothing will ever change my love for you and how I look at you, remember that I got you always"

"Oh my love, you know that I also got you okay, I think after attending therapy I'll be able to tell you everything knowing that I've dealt with it" we hug it out, I love this soul very much, it's like she was just made for me.

"I love you bunny" I say while hugging her.

"I love you more bunny" she says squeezing me in our hug.

We stay like this for a while, I thank God everyday for this precious soul, we've been throught the worst together, the breakdowns, depression, our silly fights and disagreements. But here we are still thriving ... eventually we got better by focusing on what makes us happy and reaching our goals, but I think we should have seen a therapist from then but it's never too late.

We stay like this till I feel that Lia has fallen asleep, I too feel myself going to lala land still wrapped in my best friend's arms.