She's Precious Novels & Stories

Yeah, I'm having my fun. “Stop talking.” Amy gave a knowing look as she applied my lipstick. I gave her a thankful smile. After that she handed me the pair of earrings we bought. It's a flower design with a red stone in the shape of a drop hanging to it. “Here.” She next handed me the red heels that match the dress. I'm all red today. I stood up balancing myself in the heels. Amy analysed me as her eyes my hair to the toes. She clapped her hands as she finished.

I hear quiet steps and the door slowly opens. Shes been crying. The salty scent is all over her face. Her eyes are puffy. No makeup. Hair somewhat a mess. In track pants and tank. Even with all that, she's fucking stunning. My breath hitched as I absorb her beauty. Her beautiful amber eyes filled with sadness. "Hi." She squeaks. I fight a smile. "Can I come in?" I say in a stern yet respectful voice. She swallows. She steps out of the way and waves me into the house.

She looked alive, so beautiful, her eyes were full of life after a very very long time. She looked happy. She then slipped into her dress and was left speechless at her own reflection. She looked beyond gorgeous. She gasped at the sight of her. The slit was a bit high almost reaching her pelvic bone, left just enough to imagine, making her a bit shy. The dress hugged all her curves perfectly. She paired it up with some diamond earrings she had been given from her mother at her 15th birthday party and for shoes, she decided to play safe and paired it up with some elegant black kitty heels she had reserved for rare occasions.