"Is she okay?" Rita frowned at the window as Claire sat on one of the steps outside the door. Since that girls night Claire eventually broke down, refusing to go back to her apartment. She couldn't face the idea of sleeping alone.
"She will be when she sees Marc for the first time in 2 weeks."
"Marc?"
María turned towards the window, "her boyfriend. He's getting released from jail today. He's a good guy who just happened to get mixed up with the wrong people."
Claire tried to dive into the novel she picked from the bookstore. Yet she grew impatient and fidgety, repeatedly tapping her left foot.
"Love?"
She rotated her neck in rapid motion, her eyes grew wide at the slick haired man in front of her.
"Gosh I missed you so much!"
She wrapped her arms around his neck planting a passionate kiss on his lips.
The Portman sisters wolf-whistled at the sight of Claire and Marc's reunion.
"Get a room lovebirds!" María warned, earning her a glare from Claire.
"Puta!" Claire responded with a smirk on her face, soon resuming the make out session with Marc.
"Mmmm I love when you swear like that." Claire always seemed to melt when hearing his sexy English accent, "let's get a room shall we?"
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"They look like a cute couple." Rita sighed with envy.
"They sure do..." Claire murmured as she dived into her weekly laundry routine.
"So the director ain't enough for you?"
"Even though it was just make out sessions after rehearsals I've decided to end things, not tryna be labelled as the slut who opens her legs to get roles. After all, not everything revolves around sex."
"Were Mom and Dad truly in love?" María turned to face Rita with a beaming smile on her face.
"Of course silly! When Mom found out she was pregnant with you I somehow remember them celebrating and dancing around the entire house, Dad couldn't stop writing music." A quiet sob escaped María's mouth. "He would let me sit beside him in front of the piano as his brain bursted with so many melodic ideas."
"María..." Rita ran up to her sister, enveloping her in a warm embrace, "God I wish I remembered them."
"I know Rita."
The younger Portman looked longingly towards her Walkman on the counter top before sneaking a glance at the boombox near the window sill.
"You know what? We need to cheer you up with some Wham!"
María stared at her in confusion as she took a cassette tape out of the Walkman then proceeded to slot it into the boombox, pressing play.
You put the boom boom into my heart
You send my soul sky high when your lovin' starts
Jitterbug into my brain
Goes a bang-bang-bang 'til my feet do the same
Rita burst into song and dance, reciting word for word with María cracking up. As the chorus came around Rita grabbed her sister's hand and swung their arms from side to side.
"WAKE ME UP BEFORE YOU GO-GO!!!"
Sooner or later the tape stopped playing halfway into the second verse, earning a groan from Rita.
"I guess it's a sign."
YOU ARE READING
Careless Whisper: Never Gonna Dance Again
Romance"Please, stay." "Why should I?" Bradley slowly walked over to Rita as she wrapped her arms around her petite body. "Because despite the stupid stuff you said... I still want to dance with you." Rita looked up, her eyes filled with desire. "And exact...
