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XXVI. luminary
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[Thalia's POV]
I stared into my cup of tea, one leg crossed over the other, as Dana finally entered the kitchen.
Dana arrived home last night, and she had told me about many of her one night stands and also brought me a penis shaped lollipop. Today, we were going to see a show in the city, then spend our time shopping.
"Morning," I smiled, bringing the cup to my lips and watching as she yawned and sat herself on the island in the kitchen.
Dana nodded, reaching into the cupboard for a glass, filling it with water, "So what time d'you wanna leave, then?"
"Like, in an hour or two?" I looked at the clock to see it was 10am, and our show was later this evening. Still, time together seemed to have become a rarity, with Dana now going to Oxford uni, and me doing nothing.
"Alright."
"Is something wrong?"
Dana shook her head, but in the year or two I'd known her, something was up. "Is it...a boy? Oxford? Me? What is it, Dana?"
And very quietly, she replied, "All of them," before walking out of the kitchen and up the stairs.
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Dana drove us into London later that day.
She hadn't spoken a word to me since breakfast, which was unusual, since I hadn't said anything which could've offended her. Right?
Turning down the volume on the radio, I nudged Dana.
"What?" She asked, eyes flitting across to me before she looked at the road again.
"You're going to have to tell me what's wrong at some point," I said.
She sighed. "Nothing's wrong...but nothing's right, either."
And that was all I could get out of her.
No explanation, no hint, no nothing.
I sank back down in my seat and turned the volume up, my mood falling quickly.
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Upon entering the tenth shop, Topshop, I decided to look for something to wear for tonight. Every now and then, I looked at Dana, and everytime she would be on her phone.
After trying on a number of dresses, I settled for a pretty, plain white dress and some rose gold jewellery.
We went to our favourite café afterwards, and this time, Dana smiled at me. I had yet to figure out what was wrong with her, but it seemed this place was already lifting her spirits.
Ordering an orange blossom hot chocolate, I noticed how Dana was already much happier than before.
"Are you on the blob?" I asked her, in all seriousness.
She spat out her drink, "What?"
Suppressing a grin, I continued, "You know: the jam rag, the Red Sea, leak week, lining th-" Dana raised her hand in disgust. "Okay, Lia, I get it. Shut up."
I laughed and she cracked a grin, shaking her head. "No, I'm not. But thanks for caring."
I shrugged and sipped my orange juice. "So why are you in such a bad fucking mood?"
"You really wanna know?" Dana asked, leaning down in her seat and cocking an eyebrow.
I nodded, "Of course I do."
Dana took deep breaths, closing her eyes for a few seconds. Then, she sat up.
"Well, okay, so. Okay. So when I was on holiday, I met this guy, and we were getting on so well, right?"
I nodded.
"So obviously the first thing I would do is find out if he goes to uni before I fucked him." Realising she was being loud, she blushed.
"He goes to Oxford, like me, and he's studying anthropology. Never mind, that's not important. So we were getting quite close, but before I knew it, it was my final day on holiday, and we had sex. Sorry to be crude, but it was great sex." I blushed at how loud she was being.
"And then he added me on Facebook, and I saw something one of his mates had posted a week before...about me. They were talking about me like I was an object, and...and then this morning I was just upset with you because you have a great boyfriend who cares about you and takes you to Amsterdam. And I know it's not your fault, but I was just angry that I could never have a boyfriend like you have."
She finished her drink, and I sat, unsure, for a few seconds.
Doing the most natural thing to come to mind, I went and sat next to her, giving her a hug.
Dana hugged me back and, fuck, was she crying? Dana never cries.
"Listen," I whispered. "You're clever, Dana, and I don't know why you would let yourself get hurt. The world is your oyster, and you'll find someone perfect for you in no time. Love is...it's hard. It's blood, sweat, tears, and it's time. It's falling for flaws and their laughter, and little conversations which leave you smiling all day. And that's when you know you're in love. But focus on yourself first - see, that's the mistake I made with Smith. I thought about him so much that, when he died, I forgot to eat or sleep because he was gone, with no promise of a return. You are so wonderful, Dana, and you shouldn't settle for second best." I kissed her cheek. "You'll find someone."
She smiled at me, "Thanks, Lia. I'm a fucking mess."
I laughed, "Thank you for telling me, honestly."
She nodded, and I wiped her panda eyes with my thumb. "Let's head back and get ready for tonight. I'll drive."
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We saw a show called Luminary, which was essentially about a group of adolescents trying to find their place in the world, with constant reference to the sun and moon and drugs and sex. It was great.
As the curtains closed, signalling the interval, Dana went to get us some ice cream whilst I went to the toilet.
The poshest toilet ever had a gold carpet, and its lights were chandeliers.
As I dried my hands, I noticed the magazine stand on the wall. Picking up the Sun, I flicked past the first few pages until I saw an article called 'Zayn back with ex, Perrie Edwards?' dated the 13th November. Today.
I couldn't read any further, however, because the overhead speaker announced the show was coming back on.
Walking back to my seat in the auditorium, I felt the strangest ache in my heart, which was a lot like being strangled and stabbed at the same time.
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a/n - hiiiii!
how are you all doing?
I JUST REMEMBERED THAT I TOTALLY FORGOT TO MENTION HALLOWEEN IN THIS STORY AND I SO WANTED A HALLOWEEN CHAPTER WTF WAS I THINKING
happy HALLOWEEN every 1!
anyway, I had to research period code words for this, it was an interesting experience, to say the least haha
so im sorry if this chapter wasn't up to scratch, i've really been stuck for ideas, but I didn't want to write about /just/ zhalia
but I like drama so I tried to think of something
anyway, i had a really nice day out w my parents on monday; we went to york (it's a city in england btw) and i listened to this cool band called the blue dawns and they followed me on tumblr so
pls suggest ideas for the next chapter in the comments as idk what to write about anymore and it's frightening
WOULD YOU GUYS HELP ME GET THIS RANKED? Even #1000 would be amazing
love you always, charlie
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