December 17th, 2011. 2:11 P.M.
"I was the best you had angel." Dallas insisted, he was right most of the time. Bianca couldn't denied it, so she went off about something else instead, "Don't sweet talk Dallas, how about say my name with some level of respect for once?"
"God, what happened to you?" he said in utter disgust, she was the shell of her former self. Bianca became consumed by materials, she after all, did loathe Paul before she left with Dallas. He wondered what changed in her, what had made her settle for him.
"I can't look at you while your like this." she turned away from him, "You'd better get out before the love of my life Paul gets home." she said as if it were a threat. Dallas collapsed onto the couch, "It's time to get it all out on the table, no more running away. Everybody knows we have unfinished business." he insisted, not willing to move unless they spoke more.
Bianca rolled her eyes like a child, "Dallas you loved your drugs over me. You left me when you picked drugs!" she spat, unable to sit down, so she stood instead. "You siphoned me." he jeered back. "No the drugs siphoned you!" she yelled furious that he would try to blame it on her.
"I was just a kid." Dallas countered. "No!" she cried, "I was just a kid! I was so lucky that I grew up on a leash. I am so damn lucky that I didn't end up like you!" she quipped, almost instantly regretting it.
Dallas jumped to his feet. He started moving towards Bianca, until her back was against the wall in the entrance and he was almost covering her. "Jesus Christ Bianca. You had everything given to you. A mother who actually acknowledged your damn existence, a sister who gave a heck. Private education, I got you into that damn school. I got you the money when you needed it, and you still picked me over it! You still banged Steve and you chose to run away with me!"
She swallowed, speaking a little clearer, "Well, I guess I'm sorry you had some scary days but you frightened me in the end. I got tired from trying to explore your strange weather." she added, becoming tearier and more frantic, "And it hurt! I loved you too death. And death was what it was going to take to have you! Don't you understand that!?"
"You made your choice." he grumbled, his elbow on the wall holding him at length from her. Dallas was so close, it made Bianca remember times of intimacy with him. She shoved him back, "God damn it! I wish I never loved you, and oh, my god I wish our friendship would've taken priority over sex." she recounts the first time she felt like she was losing him.
In the midst of his addiction, he began to stop acknowledging her, and more importantly lose his mind. Dallas was high all the time, Bianca just went off and survived for the both of them. Headlights reflected on the window, flashing over her trembled tears. Dallas leans off of her, then heads for the back door.
He turned to her again, "I find it funny how you had to keep telling me you love Paul." Dallas said, leaving as if he was the same nineteen year old delinquent she had fallen in love with. Just as he slid out backdoor, Paul came through the front bearing a bouquet of beautiful flowers.
Bianca's heart melted on the flowers coloured like a sunset, yet her eyes kept moving to the backdoor. Paul smiled, peering at what she was looking at. "These flowers are stunning, gosh." she breathed, swooning over them to distract him. Paul was in an awfully good mood, a bit too much...
Paul held her close to his chest, he kisses her cheek then neck, she tilts her head back, "The kids will be back soon." she said trying to get his mouth away from hers. Paul purred, "Plenty of time." he covered her lips with his.
Bianca snuggled against her husbands chest, it wasn't him she was thinking of as her hand trailed down his chest and to his belt. Dallas flashed past her mind, the excitement and rush flooded back, Bianca got on her knees. She shamelessly started to undo his belt...
December 17th, 2011. 2:29 P.M.
Delia kicked a soda can along the footpath, traipsing behind Macy and Loanne. It was obvious to them all that something was wrong, but nobody had the guts to confront her. She followed them into the house, and went to the fridge for food. Macy hits the television, "Where's mom?" she wondered. Loanne knocks on her parents door, but there wasn't an answer.
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The Golden Age | BOOK 4
Romance[Completed✔] ❝I can't look at you while you're like this.❞ Bianca has hidden her rough past from her two teenage daughters who are hot on the trail to uncovering who their real father truly is. Delia and Macy stumble across a whirlwind of secrets wh...