The first rays of sunlight shone through the window of the suite, shining on Alicia's face beginning to wake her, something she hated. The model was definitely not a morning person like her sister was. It was one of the characteristics in which they were very opposite.
She tried to hide her eyes from the sun, hiding her face in the pillow, but she could not breathe so she turned her face to the other side, to find dark blond hair of Nyliah who was beside her in the bed. Alycia sat up fast as she mentally cursed herself. She never let her temporary lovers wake up in her bed. She said to herself "Alicia, what the hell is happening to you?"
She remained still as she looked at the naked body beside her as she blinked a few times, trying to become more awake. Why had she invited Nyliah to stay for the night? That was not normally that she was used to doing with the women she had sex with. But Niylah had awakened something in her, something she did not know what it was yet, and was something that she was clearly not familiar with. After a long, and she would say, deep talk with Nyliah during which they drank of rosé champagne of the best quality, followed the cuddles, kisses, hot caresses, and they both came several times before they surrendered to the world of dreams early in the morning.
Alicia thought for a moment about all the sensations that she had felt with the blonde woman lying next to her. They were so perfect together in bed, she did not remember another lover as special as Niylah, with who she enjoyed sex so much and something else that she could not define, but which she had liked, and at some point, she suggested to the blonde if she wanted to stay to sleep with her. It was snowing heavily outside and for some reason that she did not yet understand, she did not want Niylah to leave.
"But it what is it..." she said to herself "You are Alicia Woods for God's sake! You do not do that foolishness of sleeping with anyone..." "Since when do you not want a lover to leave after having sex?" All her her senses were alert and she was almost panicking as she would in an emergency, "Mayday Mayday" She immediately left bed and the naked body of her companion, as if they were burning. She brought her hand to her disheveled hair, pulling it back from her face as she sat at the end of the bed, as she tried to control her panic.
"Alicia... you can deal with and fix this... Come on, you have not promised her anything. Niylah has shown you that she understands how you act and that all this is going nowhere... don't be stupid and stop shaking! Act normal and do not give in to your panic "was repeated like a mantra in her mind. But it was not enough... she needed to talk to her sister NOW!
She immediately looked for her phone and texted her sister. It was 8:16, sure her twin sister would be sweating, in the middle of her crazy morning run. She also ran, but at midday or in afternoon, and in a private gym accompanied by her workout routine and her personal trainer at her side.
The morning was sunny but not so warm in New York City. Lexa was indeed on her morning run in Central Park when her phone alerted her that she had a message. She stopped running as she noticed that it was a message from Alicia, "SOS" in capital letters. She frowned as she tried to think could have happened to her twin, who usually never sent her a SOS, so she knew it must be something serious.
Lexa went to the coffee stand that was nearby and after paying for a coffee, she sat on a bench by the lake and texted her sister.
Lex
"Good morning to you, little sister ... Do you want me to call you? What has happened ...?"
Ali
"NO! You definitely cannot call me, I cannot make any noise, I'm in trouble, Lex, I do not know why the hell last night i did this but I suggested to Niylah, that friend of Clarke, to stay for the night, can you believe it? Inviting someone to sleep with me, in my bed, after fucking like rabbits all night! Lex, what the fuck is happening to me?! "
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Angel of Light [English Version] (Completed)
FanfictionThey say there are Angels between us, that suddenly appears in our lives and help us, protect us, and teaching us to see the light at the end of the dark tunnel. Angel, the blind singer and art professor, Clarke Griffin, and a worldwide successful d...