Diah stared at her window a wine glass in her hand , it was nit fair....why...why was she still the one loosing, she thought she had it all in control , she hated it, the way she still thought she was beneath her , how she spoke like she was right, how she could easily get under her skin, what could she do to get her under control, if she could not gain her luck....she could guilt her, make her regret it, but what.....she began bitting her nails , each clip exceeding it's boundaries as she unknowingly burrowed into her skin, she couldn't go back to her miserable existence , the life where she didn't belong ...if she thought about it.....she never belonged anywhere , even the life she was living now....wasn't hers.
She had never lived how she wanted and she never had a choice for it was already decided from the start that her life was always meant to be unfortunate. Everything she had she always had to work for stand at the end of the day she will just get the bare minimum while she saw people get handed the full thing easily.
She came from a very poor home , her mom was barely around and her dad was an alcoholic whose only hobby was beating her and if her mom was around she couldn't escape a jobless fucker whose only delight was drinking and beating his wife and daughter, he was a sick badtard, but...that same bastard was always forgiven by her mother and their form of apology was having loud sex on the living room floor.....it was disgusting. When she clocked fifteen she ran away from home, she didn't know where she was going to, didn't know how her life will go on from here and how she will survive but one thing was for sure ...she won't live like this for long and then.....she met her, someone who lived like her, someone who was barely holding on and who was miserably beautiful, they moved in together and their cohabilitation was just centered basically on making money, though they spoke most of the time they just didn't have much time to be honest, to bare out their raw thoughts, they didn't have time to be honest with each other,....she had seen her writing , even Rhea herself could not see her own potential then...why would she open the doors for her to see what she was capable of . It was better if they both were contempt with their miserable existence but...at the end of the day her effort were futile and it was clear who was meant to shine from the very beginning and it was her destiny to always watch from the sidewalks , she was someone that was easily.....forgettable.
At first she tried to brush it off , tried to act how a friend should, be happy for your friend's success, be supportive, watch her shine, be happy for your friend's success , be supportive.....watch . her . shine, be . happy . for . your . friend, the illusion she had tried to build up began to crumble into questionable fragments and before she knew it she began to hate Rhea, she was successful while she was just a witness to her success story, part of the many audience that watched her shine, she couldn't be in the same house with her. She began going out, sometimes she actually didn't go anywhere, she just stayed in her car or she went clubbing, when she even came home Rhea wasn't around which meant she was doing something important while she just wasted her life.
The night she came home and unexpectedly saw Rhea waiting for her at the dining table , it felt like she was indirectly saying " ahh...I had time for you today so.....you have no other choice but to eat with me today", that was how she saw it and when she had brought out that pamphlet something in her just snapped and she just left the house, not like she knew where she was going, not like she even meant to leave the house but if she returned not only will it not crush her pride it also prove to Rhea that she cannot live without her means, she never touched the money that Rhea frequently sent to her, she didn't want to be a coward and go against her own words. So....she tried to make it on her own , she tried to write again but to everyone....she was just someone who was channelling her strength into something that she didn't have a talent in, a constant reminder that Rhea was better than her...no matter what she did she will always remain in her shadow.
At the end of the day...she returned like a coward, why did she come back?, anytime she saw her it just made her despise her more, she just couldn't help it, Rhea welcomed her back with open arms , when she had left home she had told Rhea not to look for her if not she will kill herself but.....deep down she had wanted her to look for her, like a last sort of redemption to her own unnecessary hatred but at the end of the day...she didn't instead it seemed like her life fot better, got three new best sellers and a loving fiance, it seemed like she had been the one holding her back all along, like she had been the burden,she had nit thought of her even once,a dark thought had then rooted in....why must she be the only one happy? Why must this life be hers?, why did she deserve it and she didn't?.
That day she set her sights on Daniel, she had to have him, she wanted to see Rhea....broken, she had noticed that their relationship had not been stable, just a little push. It was easy to get Daniel , just show a little love, tell him how great he was and...starve him, train him like a dog till he kiss up to you till he is ready to do anything for you.
That was how she got here..., this was how she had taken over her Rheas life and she couldn't let it be taken away from her, " ah...", she gasped softly as she felt a string from her finger when she had crossed the boundaries of her nail, a small blob if blood formed but she didn't care...she needed to do something, she needed to bring back the Rhea that could do anything for her, she had gone this far and.....she was not willing to back down.
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Rhea stared at her wardro be , a date?, she was going on a date.....and she had nothing to wear, where did all her dresses go to, " oh right.....I got rid of them...", she mummured as she bowed her head in frustration, he had told her that anything she wore would be fine but.....it will feel wrong if she wore just anything considering his was a date, who won't want to look good for a date, " haah.....", she heaved as she cuddled down, he would look stunning in anything he wore, mother of her clothes were baggy , what was she going to do.
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Denver stood at her door, dressed in a simple white oversized tee with a light black jacket and straight black pants, he had trimmed his hair a little and had styled it making him look more breathtakingly handsome despite that he was nervous, he had suddenly asked her out of the blue , had he pug her on a tough spot?, she had quickly said yes.....so...., the door clicked open softly and for some reason he held his breath awaiting for her to come out of the door and then the door widened a little and there she was dressed in a French styled black square neckline papillon top and blue jeans, her hair packed half up and left half down, her lips tinted a little. She wasn't looking at him as her cheeks got redder by the minute, the way he looked at her despite not looking at him she could still feel his piercing gaze.
To Denver she was breathtakingly beautiful , the tip of his ear and the back if he neck were flushed red , his heart beating so fast against his chest, he took a step closer to Rhea who eventually looked up at him and their eyes met , her mind that once spiralled with questions if he would like it, what was he thinking though?, " Den.....", " you are so beautiful....", he said with a huge smile, , the way he said it so effortlessly it was obvious that he meant it and she was glad he liked it, she felt him grab a hold of her hand , the warmth enveloping with hers and then he intertwined their fingers together , Rhea couldn't help but smile as she held unto his hand, it felt comforting, so comforting, " let's go...", he said with that huge smile still plastered on his face , it was clear that he was excited , his smile seemed so bright and his eyes seemed to twinkle endlessly, " mmph...", she responded, a voluntary smile forming on her lips, she...was also excited.