The way she makes me feel

She's mine

I decided to have my best friend go with me to the bridal shop. We were sipping champagne and talking about the wedding colors as we browsed dresses "So y'all called off the party just to watch Christmas movies? Y'all are lame." My best friend Kimberly laughed I giggled. I had this eerie feeling as if I was being watched but I figured I was thinking to much "So is Nic taking your last name or are you? " Kimberly asked as she was looking at her phone I laughed "I'm taking hers girl." I replied as I looked at the dress that seemed as if it was made for me I kept looking at other dresses but somehow I kept gravitating towards this one. The lady that was helping seemed a little off and very familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it I was in the dressing room trying the dress on she seemed very inquisitive about Nicole and I relationship "So how long have y'all been together? " "Um about 2-3 years" " Are you gay?" "Yes" "So Nicole does she have dreads , braids, a fade? Tattoos, toned, lightskin or Darkskin? "My eyebrow raised because I never told her Nics name I tried to brush it off maybe she put two and two together. I walked back out showing Kimberly the dress she looked as if she wanted to cry I finally seen myself I looked gorgeous I knew Nicole would cry.
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As we left something told me to take a picture of the girl that helped me so I did something isn't right about her. I hugged her just to say thank you she squeezed me making me wince in pain "She's mine." She growled lowly "Excuse me? " I said "Oh nothing." She said faking a smile I watched as she walked off mumbling to herself.