Part 1, The Meeting
I sat in silence upon the driver side of my truck, the wind toying with my hair as I drove across an open valley. I have been driving further away from the place I once called home and away from the one woman I ever truly loved. The relationship I was once in previously in was a divergent one. I do not know if I was committing a sin towards God and humanity or not, and that of my former friend's, despite how she looks.
Back then people who do not know of my comrade's real gender look down upon her and I and call us names, but she, I and others that know us know the truth. We once taught one another to hold our heads up high, and to keep holding one another's hand no matter what people say as they toss disgusting words at the both of us, their words just evaporate into the air.
All I can say about this young female I have known for many years is that she is absolutely gorgeous, but she is not kind. Stern, but she could be caring as well. I consider her strong and myself weak. She is the dominant one, and I am the submissive one.
Her name is Levian Ackerman, she and I have been living at the same apartment complex for more then seven years, she was already living here two years longer then I have.
Her beautiful blue onyx eyes were staring straight at me. She didn't want me to look away from her, Levian reached her hand for mine, trying to pry her fingers through my hand and the ceramic cup I was holding, but I removed my hand and rest it upon my lap. No, it is too late....
It all started not long after I moved in. Let me explain my former partner, Levian, the beautiful woman that lived a couple floors above mine. No one doesn't really know her, she just keeps to herself, oftentimes she'll bring a man and during the middle of the night until noon the next day you could hear her, uh...Moaning, and damn it! It wasn't silent at all. It bled through mine and the other resident's folded shutters and her bed creaks loudly that once it stopped moving we could hear come and go within our minds.
I feel pity for her neighbors that live just below her, on to and right next to her. She and I never really talked to one another before, but we have crossed paths and happily greeted one another, but that was it. I always wanted to talk to her, I wanted to be friends, but no matter what I do I could just simply say 'hi' to her.
I was a model that was not assigned to any model agency I was simply called on to do last minute photos or assigned to do a photoshoot a country away, but I highly doubt she ever seen any of my photos in these magazines. Levian did not seem to be the type that was really into these girly magazines, she wore long pin stripped business suits, having her beautiful long flowing hair in a tight bun and wearing her prescription glasses, so it appears that she in some financial company or into internal design.
People told me she was a rather cold hearted and intends to not socialize with anyone either then whoever she brings home. I could easily tell when she and I first crossed paths:
I shut the small door to my mailbox, it was my second week living here. The sight of her small stature caught my attention when she walked through the glass doors holding her briefcase over around her arm talking on her cell phone.
"I don't care! I need the plans by tomorrow!" I watched as she walks past me and to her mailbox five boxes away and two little doors away from the floor, she hung up phone, it was a struggle for her, between trying to put her phone in hand and then using the same hand to pry open her briefcase.
"Damn it!" Her onyx blue eyes turned and stared up at me, I grunted I could see death in her eyes, "What the fuck are you staring at you piece of whorish shit?!"
I grunted, closing my door, I took the key and sprinted up the stairs, "Yeah, keep running, you dumb bitch!"
Levian was a terrifying woman, and I did not want to end up in the hospital just like that perverted Oluo Bozardo....
I was back at my mailbox one day with Oluo standing a few feet at one of the tables nearby when Levian came walking in once again in her horrible bad mood yelling and cussing on the phone.
"Whoa! See ya, sweety!" Oluo says smacking me square in the ass as he walks simply by, I shrieked dropping my mail, the young man with wrinkled skin rushes up the stairs. I just couldn't believe what just happened, someone I barely know just hit my ass.
I feel a pair of eyes staring at me, I turned to Levian who was staring at me with disgust holding her briefcase in one hand and her cell in the other. I quickly knelt down picking up my dropped mail and made my way back up as well.
Later that night I was awoken to a couple arguing, and then right before anything could even start there was a loud thud, then some loud commotion going on across the floor just above me.
Sirens could be heard sooner or later, and as I opened my twin wooden doors that led to the patio I looked to see a man be rolled into the back of the ambulance, I could see a familiar face dressed in her robe and slippers standing nearby with her arms crossed against her chest. Her dark hair hung loosely to almost her bum, as she watched the perverted man be carried away to the hospital, she turns and stares up at me as I stared down at her.
The wind playing with my long [Color] locks, with the long spaghetti strap pink satin gown I decided to wear to bed tonight, I simply gave her a nod as a thank you, and she stared at me, simply nodding as well before walking into the apartment complex.
Days would past, to avoid my angry and hateful neighbor I finally memorized the time she leaves for work: three in the morning?! And comes home at five. So I have time to go to my mailbox or just go out to explore the city before she comes back home.
However, I find myself crossing paths with her once she comes home and I am leaving quickly to do a last minute photoshoot; my heart suddenly skip a beat or beated violently within me whenever we see one another. One photoshoot lasted for a couple hours, it was a wedding photoshoot and we needed the sunset, it was some sort of advertisement to draw couples about to wed to this historic place.
A loud sigh escaped from the photographer as he flipped his flip phone closed, I was dressed in a long wedding gown with a white corset top with thick strands, two layers, one was a rosy pink with satin frill edging while underneath was a cream color gown, matching rosy pink gloves that went to the middle of my upper arms and a long veil that was at the exact same length as my long train.
"Our groom called off because of food poisoning. Sorry [Name], but we have to cancel for the night."
I snarled, "Damn bastard, this gown is not light, Sir! And he just wasted not my time and my physical strength, but everyone else's!"
Marco laughs nervously, "That's Jean for ya."
I stood up holding my gown up, I made my away across the grassy field, oblivious that I abandoned my normal clothes and was walking down the street in the wedding gown I put on. People were eyeing me, wondering if I was some runaway bride, or the groom left me at the altar....
Oh, I simply stopped in the middle of the street, I just remembered I need some vinegar.
I picked up my gown again and made my way to the supermarket. The doors automatically slid open for me, I know this place like the back of my hand so I made my way near the meat and seafood department--
"God," A familiar irritable tone caught my attention, "Damn it!"
I stopped outside of the aisle where the tea was and saw Levian trying to reach for a certain tea box on the highest shelf. Stepping on the lower shelf and holding to the one in front of her seeing as the long haired brunette dressed in her usual work clothing trying to reach for a silver tin box. I feel pity for her, well, I should help her because she did help in getting rid of Oluo.
I picked up the wedding gown and walked over, "Do you need any help, Ma'am?"
Her head quickly turned to me, this sudden glow of red appeared on her cheeks at what she is seeing. I reached up taking the box off of the shelf, reading the engraved lettering on the tin rectangular box.
"Ah, black tea. Good stuff, you should try it with honey instead of sugar it taste much better, a little less sweet, but it is also healthier then downing up a cup of sugar."
Levian stood silently staring at me in awe. Never in her life has she seen another female as the one standing before her. Her heart beated against her chest, watching as my lips moved while I explained to her more about the tea, seeing as my lips simply curved into a smile.
Scanning the face of her beautiful neighbor, seeing as her high cheek bones protruded out of her skin, seeing her cleavage as it nearly poked out of the corset of her long wedding gown. How beautiful and long my hair is and how amazing it framed my face.
I stared up at her holding the box to her, Levian twitched and stared down, "Here you go."
Hesitant at first the older woman reach over taking the tin, I nodded and bid her farewell, turning around, "Oi!" Before I could even leave I turned and saw her simply pointing back up to the same shelf where I grabbed the black tea box from.
"I need another box."
This created out of pure curiosity.