Color Blind

Chapter Seven

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CHAPTER SEVEN

Waking up from my slumber I look around only to see darkness and hearing birds chirping loudly. What time is it? Pressing my alarm clock the time reads 5:39 AM. Knowing there isn't anything to do today, I simply lay back down in bed.

Letting my thoughts wander, I think of Danté and yesterday's events. All I was trying to do is be kind and comfort him. But instead he flipped out on me. Why am I even thinking if him? Pushing thoughts of him out of my head I start thinking of Antonio. An overwhelming sadness plows through me- I loved him so much. The pathetic thing is I'm used to this feeling, but it never stops feeling like salt on a fresh and gaping wound.

Giving into the bottled up emotions I cry and let my thoughts run rampant. Antonio and I were supposed to get married and live a life together. We were supposed to have little chocolate and Puerto Rican babies. Not him fuck my co-worker! The anguish completely overtakes me and the loneliness sets in. These are the moments when I need someone. But you know what? I'd much rather wake up in an empty bed than love someone who doesn't love me back.

Shuffling to my kitchen, I prepare myself some coffee and stare out into the fast approaching sunlight. It's like a sea of orange and strawberry red swaying over the horizon. It's absolutely beautiful. Humming Amy Winehouse's "Know You Know," I contemplate what I'm going to do today. That's when I notice it- a lavender folder slipped underneath my door. This can't be for me, could it?

I see no words on it, so I tear it open. It's a simple sketch of what seems to be my cottage. At first I'm kind of creeped out, but I have always been a fan of art. Shit, I don't care who drew it and for who they did it for, I like it! I set it on my table and make a mental note to pick up a picture frame and get more groceries.

Feeling more drowsiness settling in, I go back to bed and sleep the morning away with my head filled with Danté...

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Danté's POV

I could hardly sleep. That damn woman is haunting my dreams! Why am I so smitten anyway? I've always been stoic and even then when I was with Bella I had a hard time expressing my emotions. That explains why she left me to come home to an empty house and a half-hearted note on my birthday.

"I can't take your lack of emotion," she had scrawled on the page. I loved her. I loved her so much! Didn't that mean anything to her?! Then to add insult to injury, the next month she's knocked up and engaged to some Russian doctor leaving me and the hopes for a reconciliation behind.

Breathing in a shaky breath, I look around my surroundings. Ah, Dani's house. Hearing her snore so loud that I'm certain the dead aren't sleeping too well either, I walk to her desk and pull out a pencil and paper from her stationary set. I have the overwhelming urge to draw like I used to. But since Bella, a lot on my life fell apart. I even gave my two puppies to an old lady Carmen because I didn't have the energy to keep up with them. It's been about 6 months since I last had contact with Bella and the fucking Russian.

Feigning tears, an image of Audra's cottage forms in my head and without any hesitation I begin to sketch and draw like a madman. I've never seen my work, but I was frequently complimented on my alert and people even bought my work.

After a good thirty minutes of drawing, I hear Dani coming out of her room. She's always up at 4am so she can load up on coffee, read gossip blogs, and occasionally smoke a cig or two. I know she sees my drawing when hear her loud ass mouth almost instantly.

"Why are you up so early? OH MY GOD! YOU'RE DRAWING!!!" Smiling at her, she doesn't say anything in return, but I can feel her hovering over my shoulder. Here comes the questions...

"Why are you drawing Audra's cottage? How do you even know what it looks like?!" I wish she'd stop talking so loud!

"Dani, I feel inspired so I'm drawing. And I don't know what it looks like, I dreamt about her in the cottage and this is how it looked. Is it accurate?"

"Yes! You have no idea." Her voice has lowered a few decibels, thank heavens. I want Audra to see this.

"I have a favor to ask of you..." I say in my sweetest voice I can manage.

"What is it Té?" She hasn't called me that in years! It feels so strange yet oddly comforting and nostalgic.

"Will you put this in an envelope and put it under Audra's door? Please don't ask me why or anything, just do it. Please?"

I hear a low grunt and hear her pick up the paper and put it in an envelope. Smiling, I give a sincere "Thank you," but I simply hear her leave.

Coming back less than a minute later she whispers, "Any woman that can spark you living again is worth almost any favor. Plus, I like her so much already!" I like her too Dani. Yawning deeply I walk to Dani's guest bedroom and she sings a off key "Sweet dreams!" I climb into bed and imagine that I'm laying next to Audra. I hope one day I'll get the chance to hold her like that...

~Hope you guys liked this chapter!(: a This starts to explain Danté and his closed off nature, but there's so much more! What else do you guys think he's been carrying emotionally? I have on request of you lovely readers! Anyone know of some good musicians of genre? I need to update my music. Past or present, just DM me and I'll look into it! Thank you so much for reading(: You guys are my motivation😘
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