Chapter One : Wanting

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Im imagining things.

First, I'm in a blanket, a furry cover coated blanket spotted with black and brown spots.

Now , it seems as if I'm jumping between tiles of of smushed gum drops and sugar plums and 'twizlered' ropes dangling on tree's with connect-the-dots chocolate beans.

There's a dandelion down the road with no where to go, the winds blows it back and forth.

Then, a human comes near me and screams "Dalia , Dalia, Daliaaaa! I recognize that name - it is the same name my beloved sister calls me on a daily basis.

"Whack !" A mild blow to the face as I slowly gain vision and recognize the presence and I see Dionne. She stares angrily at me as if I slept with anyone but her.

I look back confused like a drunk barbie doll embedded with black loose curly textured hair bright hazel eyes and pecked pinkish lips to add. She points towards the mini calender she gave to me exactly one week ago, which was opened up on top of the dresser I looked where her finger was pointing.

It showed that today was june 19,just processing June 19 in my head over and over as Dionne waits for an explanation. A sudden drop in my mouth and a little bit of guilt over comes me.

Dalia:"Dionne I am so so so sor-"
Dionne: " I don't wanna hear it today is our date , now get dress" she says this as she threw a long sleeved turtleneck drees hitting me on my face as she walks out and slams the door.

Dalia:"I despise these kind of things, but I'll wear it just for her"
Five o'clock hits right on the dot and I'm ready for the thrust of feelings hitting me tonight.

" One more glance in the mirror " I tell myself. From head to toe I cleaned up nice with every stand of hair bone-straight and one side tucked behind the left ear, with pale nude lip stick, fitted dress, black pumps and a striped black and white purse to go well with it.

As I walked towards the door getting ready to grasp the doorknob, it turns. Dionne opens the door looks at me and stares...Dionne:" You look gorgeous"
A smirk appears unknowingly on my face. "Thank you love and you look like the last piece of the that delicious cake"
Dionne chuckles. I take a couple steps forward to get as close to her ear as possible and in a low seductive tone I say " You're just like that last piece of cake because everybody wanted it especially me"

Dionna pecks my cheek .Dionne:" I know what you need but that's only for desert"

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