A modeling agency takes their top models on a once in a lifetime trip to Ibiza. Fantasia and Taraji are at the top of their category and are the center of attention for the trip. Life seems perfect in paradise until Fantasia's VIP boyfriend goes mis...
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Fantasia
Another day of this pain. Another day of this fear. I was terrified to pour my feelings out to Taraji the way I did yesterday. I did it out of the sadness I remember feeling. I can't read her mind completely, but I do understand how she could feel intimidated by my life with Colton. I was completely honest with her when I said I would protect her at all costs. I refuse to lose her.
Before bed last night, a few people were sent an invitation to a parade in two days. A few people were chosen to be on floats as a celebration. We were told it was not anything traditional, but rather something they wanted to put together for our group.
Taraji sat up in bed while I kept my head on my pillow, staring outside. She scooted closer to me and put her head back down. I reached to grab hold of her hand and she kissed my forehead. We've been through days of this, and I'm not quite sure if we know what this is. For me, it feels comfortable and correct. I don't exactly know if there's a label for that.
"What are you thinking about?" She asked softly. We had been sitting in silence for a while.
"A few things. The parade, yesterday, us."
"Us?"
"You and me. Our feelings." I finally turned my head to look at her. I could still see the redness in her eyes from last night. She cried into me for hours. As much as I hated seeing her in that state, I'm happy that she completely fell to me. "What do you think we are?" I asked her. She blinked way more sleep and rubbed my face.
"I'm not entirely sure." I nodded my head in understanding. "I can't describe our relationship. We click in a certain way that still confuses me."
"It feels like we can communicate with just looks or touches."
"Yea." She nodded her head and I pulled it to lay on my chest. "I miss home. I miss home so much. This shit is ridiculous. We literally can't go anywhere or do anything here without the fear of not making it back. And our managers have the audacity to tell us that we can't leave until we are given the green light to do so. This is bullshit." I rubbed the back of her neck to try and calm her down.
"I know. But hey, at least we have each other. We're still here and breathing."
"When we go back home, do you think we'll still be the way we are? Do you think we'll still be comfortable with each other in this way?"
"I believe that as long as we are in this world together, we will be together. Whether it's in spirit or person, we need each other." I reassured her. She rubbed my thigh and kissed my neck. "We should go to that photo place near the shopping center we went to. It'll give us a chance to get dolled up for our own pictures instead of pictures on a set."
"That sounds like a good idea, when would we go?"
"Today. They don't have a reservation thing, we just pay to get in, look around, and take pictures."
