You Once Said
Her eyes were fixed on the image of herself standing in front of long, broad mirror. Her blue eyes scanned her slightly shivering body, trying to find the reason why. The reason why her body felt odd. The reason why her breathing wouldn’t steady. The reason why her heart kept jumping every time her gaze fell on the lace, soft fabric that adorned her body. And it did not necessarily jump in a good way.
She ran her hands down her sides, looking at the mirror as her hands touched the white fabric of the dress she was wearing.
Looking at it, she could see why she had picked it two months ago. It was beautiful, tight at the top and flowing softly down her bottom half, covering her entire legs. The top was almost strapless, except the lace covering her collar bone and upper part of her back. It was beautiful indeed.
But she couldn’t seem to adore it just enough to walk it down the stairs and into the church where all the people they had invited were.
Once again, she reached back with both her hands, trying to finish zipping herself up, but it was in vain. She moaned, slightly stressed, and looked her phone. She had several missed calls, mostly from Luisa but also from Rafael. She had insisted in getting ready by herself and they seemed to be worried if she’d make it in time for the ceremony. But she still had an hour left.
Turning away from the mirror, she moved around the room, trying to zip the dress which had obviously turned into an impossible task. However, Rose was not one to give up.
Walking up and down the room, she almost missed the knock which was barely loud enough for her to hear it. She stopped, waiting for it to repeat to be sure there was someone on the door. And as she did, she let out a quiet ‘fuck’, seeing as her dress was still unzipped.
“Just a sec!” She let the person on the other side know, taking a quick look in the mirror, her long copper colored hair falling in waves over one side, exposing her left shoulder and collarbone which were still visible under the light white lace. She tried to force herself to smile and at least look like she was positively excited about this day.
She hurried to the door, catching her breath before opening it up.
Her heart skipped one too many beats as she looked at the woman standing before her. Unconsciously, she stumbled back, her eyes still fixed on her visitor. She had not been expecting to see her before the ceremony. And she surely had not expected her to show up at her room before she walked down the aisle seeing as they had left things unresolved and tense the day before.
“Can I come in?” She smiled at her and it looked genuine and a little despairing.
Rose nodded, stepping aside and welcoming her into the room, closing the door shut behind her.
“What are you doing here?” Rose asked, still standing where she had stood to close the door, watching as Luisa walked through the room and looked around.
She looked to the red head as if she was supposed to already know the answer. But Rose wasn’t sure exactly why Luisa had shown up. To pick a fight? To discuss the same thing for the millionth time? Or to be with her, to help her through the day?
Truthfully, Rose didn’t even know why she called it a discussion or a fight. After all, they both wanted the same thing. With the addition of Rose also wanting to be very well cared for financially and being horrified of revealing the slightly underrated fact that she was into women.
“Your dress is still unzipped.” Luisa ignored her question, walking over and stepping behind her.
Rose tried to steady her breathing as she ran her hands down her dress, waiting for Luisa to do what she had stepped over to do.
But instead, she felt Luisa’s hand slowly brush away her hair and her fingers run over the still bare skin of Rose’s back.
“Lu” Rose warned her softly, this was the single most stupid idea Luisa could have had at that moment. “Please zip me up.”
She heard Luisa sigh deeply and for a few seconds, her touch was completely gone. Rose hated the fact that she regretted stopping Luisa. Whichever her feelings were, she knew that it wasn’t right. Not after saying ‘yes’ to Luisa’s father and with less than one hours before the ceremony.
She shivered slightly, as Luisa placed one hand on her lower back, her other hand, very slowly, zipping her up.
“There are three buttons” Luisa uttered softly and Rose appreciated her stepping down and not making a big deal out of Rose stopping her. Although a part of her wished she were to step up for them one last time. Maybe one last time would be one time too many, but maybe that one last time would be the one she needed.
She felt Luisa’s hands close the buttons, her fingers briefly brushing over her back before the touch was gone once again.
And then it hit her. She was never going to be touched by her again. Not in the way she wanted her to touch her. Rose would never be able to touch her that same way ever again, either.
They would never exchange longing and desperate looks again, at least not the kind that leaded to lying naked in bed with her again, eating donuts and not waiting nearly enough until they hit repeat.
All of those being things she would never be able to do again. Not with her. Not with the woman she loved. Or would she?
She looked at Luisa go around her and walk to the mirror. She gazed at the brunette as she looked at herself, fiddling with her long dark hair and running her hands down her dark blue dress which contoured her body perfectly.
Their eyes met through the mirror and Rose gasped for air. She knew every feeling in her body was out of place. But she couldn’t force herself to care about it being wrong. She stepped behind Luisa, not touching her but simply looking at her through the mirror.
Luisa looked at Rose, locking eyes with her, her hands reaching back to intertwine her fingers with hers.
“Why are you doing this?” The brunette asked, confusion being written all over her face while her raw voice trembled with every word she said. “You don’t love him, Rose.”
Rose closed her eyes, shaking her head and biting her lip.
“That’s the thing; I do.” She replied quietly, looking back at Luisa and secretly cursing her mind for lying not only to herself but also to Luisa.
Luisa looked down, feeling Rose’s body being slightly pressed against hers, feeling the touch of Rose’s hands on hers and her warm breath in the back of her neck.
She turned around, facing Rose, their bodies brushing as she kept the barely existing distance between them, their noses only inches apart.
Rose gasped for air, forgetting how to properly breath as she felt Luisa’s hands on her waist, pulling her in. And she happily let her.
Rose felt her hands touch Luisa’s body, grabbing her at her hips, pressing her even closer, if that was possible. He heart was racing and she could hear Luisa’s uncontrollable breath as the stood there, bodies pressed together, the tips of their noses, both women anticipating what was to come.
Their eyes locked and Rose saw the excitement take over the brown of her eyes, her pupil expanding more and more as she closed the gap between their faces to place a soft kiss on Rose’s lips.
She welcomed it, opening up her mouth to let her in, gently pushing into the kiss as they both pulled each other closer, silently moaning.
The soft kiss quickly turned into a more heated one, Luisa’s hands disappearing in Roses hair before finding their way to the zipper of the white dress she was still wearing and swiftly pulling it down, letting the dress fall to the floor quietly.
The moans took over, covering the room in soft and raw noises while they sunk to the floor and the red head lay beneath the brunette.
Luisa’s hands explored her lover’s body, quickly getting down to where the arousal had taken over the most.
Groaning, Rose arched her body towards Luisa’s, smiling under a passionate and rough kiss.
“Don’t marry him.” Luisa moaned between kisses, pulling her hair to one side.
“Lu” Rose moaned loudly, placing her hands on Luisa’s shoulders and firmly separating their upper bodies a few inches. “I will marry him” She uttered, her voice slightly shivering as she knew that that was not what Luisa had been wanting to hear at all.
Luisa pulled away, standing up and adjusting her dress.
“Lu!” Rose feared she had offended her. Picking up her dress and putting it back on, she stood up herself, moving closer to Luisa as she pulled her hair back to one side.
“I don’t understand it.” Luisa jumped at her. “I truly don’t, Rose.”
She stepped back as Rose tried to take her hands.
It was then that Rose realized that she had not offended Luisa at all. She had hurt her. She had played her, to be exact. She had lead her on and had crushed her heart into a million pieces, maybe even subconsciously knowing it.
“Luisa, please-“ She started, trying to calm Luisa and make her stay. But it was in vain.
“Rose! Damn it!” Luisa was boiling now; she was obviously tired of the red head’s games.
Rose raised an eyebrow at her, shutting her mouth and simply staring at Luisa. She had not expected her to talk to her in that way.
“I love you” Her words were like a million stings to Rose’s heart. Not because she did not feel the same way, but because she did. And she was scared to admit it.
However, she knew this was not the right time to hold back on what her entire body was screaming at her.
“Lu-“ She hesitated, seeing as the brunette stepped back once again, shaking her head. She took a bold step towards Luisa, taking her face into her hands. “I love you too.”
Her voice was barely a whisper due to Rose’s voice trembling and her heart rate fastening as she spoke the words.
“But it’s not enough” Luisa freed herself, her eyes staring into Rose’s, ripping her apart as a result of the anger bottling up inside of her. “After all you are still in that dress!”
Rose pressed her lips together, trying to ignore the way Luisa was screaming at her and trying to keep herself calm.
“I am.” She started quietly, but despite her mouth still being open as to continue, she didn’t get any further with that sentence.
Hearing Rose call out her name, she closed the door shut a little too loudly behind her as she stormed out of the room and starting walking down the hallway.
She had asked Rose to leave with her the day before. She had asked her to leave with her so many times. But either Rose really wasn’t that much into her or she was the gold digger Luisa always tried to not see her as.
Whichever the reason, Luisa was done. Her finger hammered into the button as she stood before the elevator waiting impatiently for it to arrive and get her away from Rose.
“Luisa!” It was a scream filled with despair and desperation. A combination Luisa rarely got to hear Rose’s voice sound like. “Wait.”
She turned to look at Rose surprised by how close she was already standing to her.
“Ro-“ She was about to jump at her again when she was muted by a demanding and longing kiss.
Their bodies pressing onto each other once again as Luisa heard herself groan into the unexpected kiss of forgiveness and vulnerability.
“I love you.” Breaking the kiss, Rose looked at her. Her words sounding genuine and more firm than before.
“So?” Luisa stared at her, unsure what had led to this, but she was glad it had happened.
She may have been curious but she wasn’t about to ask and ruin the change of Rose leaving with her.
“You said you wanted to run away with me, do you still?” Roses voice was raw and sent a shiver through Luisa’s body.
She nodded, watching as their fingers intertwined, the elevator doors opened and they stepped in.