RED! A primary color: the color that represents love, but also represents hate poured itself into her body, seeping into her veins, turning the warm, loving, caring, and oh so passionate woman that she'd become during her relationship, cold. Normani had had a few conversations with a couple of friends and family who seemed to notice a change in her behavior, mainly her mother Andrea, her Grandmother Babs and her father, Derrick. It was one in which they'd become worried about. Normani had become a little strange but it was only a result of her feeling like her fiancée, the love of her life, Dinah Jane Hansen soon-to-be Hamilton, was shutting her out. She'd been getting this vibe from Dinah for a couple of days. Granted she'd been unsure of how invested Dinah was in this relationship and began acting odd. Of course, never one to bite her tongue, a quality Normani both loved and hated, Dinah called her out on her bullshit. She didn't want to tell Dinah what had been troubling her these last few days, she'd think she was insane, stupid and childish for being so insecure. But she wanted, no needed to apologize. Apologize for the big blowout they had earlier. Apologize for her weird behavior and being standoffish. Apologize for taking her frustrations out on her and not letting her in, in the same ways she'd been trying to get her to do. Apologize because Normani knew she was wrong and it was the right thing to do.
So she did what she thought was best. She prepared a lovely meal for the two of them and cleaned up Dinah's place, where she'd been spending most of her nights since they started dating, in an effort to make things better. Normani was currently putting the last of the finishing touches on the table, waiting on Dinah to return from wherever she was when she heard a car pull up. Normani peaked out the window to see if her future wife had return and that's when she saw it. One of the vilest things Dinah could ever do to her, that anyone in a relationship could do to their significant other. "How could she?" Normani thought out loud, moving from by the window and plopping down on the couch in front of it. She'd just watched Dinah press her lips against another man's and she was furious. It didn't matter who initiated the kiss, the only thing that mattered to Normani was that Dinah reciprocated it. Her lipstick smeared, evident on his lips. What made matters worse was the clear focus of the person who'd just had the privilege of tasting her woman's lips, Nela Otukolo. He fathered the child that she was now carrying, something Normani already had a hard time dealing with, granted those two were together and over before she and Dinah committed themselves to one another. Feelings of hurt and betrayal filled her body while she oozed anger and jealousy. Her breathing became heavy as she let out a loud scream and kicked the chair that sat by the desk in her house. Normani huffed and continued her assault on the furniture in her place, flipping over a footrest and anything else that had been in her way, including the table she just set.
Dinah, very much pregnant and easily irritated had gotten frustrated with how her soon-to-be wife, Normani was behaving. She was extremely jealous and in the beginning of their relationship Dinah thought it was kind of cute, how Normani always wanted to be around her and how protective she became when another man or woman was around. It was however, becoming way too much for Dinah to deal with so she decided to call up the guys and was pleased when Nela suggested that she comes with him to a family get together. She agreed, but didn't feel like driving there or back, so when Nela offered to pick her up, she didn't hesitate to accept the offer. They'd spent majority of the time lounging around, eating food, telling jokes and reminiscing on the times they spent together during their time together as a couple. Dinah had spent almost a full six hours with them before she looked at the times and realized exactly how late it was. 7:30pm and the sun hadn't started to set yet, but it wouldn't be long before it did.
Enjoying the nonstop laughs and jokes, she didn't push Nela to leave earlier when she realized she was becoming restless. She simply waited until he had finally decided he was ready to leave and helped her from her chair and to the car. They said their goodbyes to his family and soon were on route back to her place. Head resting upon the door frame while her hand dangled out the window, she stared out of it the entire way home, while engaging in a full conversation with Nela. They had spent so much of their days together during their relationship; she was extremely comfortable around him. It wasn't long before they were turning into the street of her house and she chuckled at him while he turned into her driveway. She took off her seat belt and turned to embrace him in a hug. Maybe it was a habit that had yet to stop, or maybe something more that caused her to lean in and kiss Nela back when he pressed his lips against her own, but she did. Their lips moved in sync and they stayed wrapped up in each other for what felt like forever but couldn't have been longer than a few minutes. They pulled away to catch their breaths and she immediately felt bad. She gasped as her chest heaved up and down, pushing him back, a frown formed on their lips: his due to loss of touch, hers due to her unacceptable actions. Had it been Noah she caught kissing another woman she would have lost it. "Nela..." she started, looking down as she played with her fingers, "we shouldn't do this...ever again. We decided that us being apart is what's best. For you, me and the baby remember?" she continued quietly. "No, you decided. I only agreed to this," Nela pointed back and forth in between them two "to give you some time." he countered. "That's bullshit and you know it. We didn't work out and we both know why. I've gotta go. I'll talk to you later." she sighed. "Look, I'm sorry but I can't do this to him." She pressed a kiss to his cheek and got out of the car waving goodbye. Dinah waited until Nela pulled off and released a breath she wasn't aware she was holding, using her key to unlock the door and proceeded to go inside.

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Dinah Jane (one shots)
Hayran KurguThis book will contain multiple one shots and multi-shots staring our favorite Polynesian Princess, THE ONE AND ONLY, Dinah Jane Milika Ilaisaane Hansen. It is important to note that majority if not all of these stories are conversions. THEY WERE A...