Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

she had naturally smooth and long black hair, golden skin and eyes so lively
just looking into them was like taking a breath of fresh air.
She had perky tits that were more on the smaller side but fuck if I didn’t
love that and her waist was small and narrow. She had the ass of a volleyball
player, considering she’d played in high school.
Yet even with all that, it wasn’t her body that made me realize there was
something to see in Sofia Raymond.
It was her soul that had captured me and wouldn’t let me go. She was a
walking, talking contradiction, doing everything in her power to get her
parents’ attention but at the same time avoiding being home as much as she
could. She could be so fucking rude and make me want to bang my head
against a wall, yet at the same time I saw how gentle and lovely she was with
her sister. She didn’t respect authority but didn’t indulge in bullying either. In
fact, she hated bullies.
I arrested her once when she got in a fight with Andrew Barrymoore, the
town’s resident troublemaker, after he tagged a homophobic slur on the
locker of another student. I don’t even think she was friends with the victim,
she just hated bullies.
See, Sofia Raymond was one thing I hadn’t seen in another human being a
long, long time: fair. And that was what drew me to her the most.
That painting she had been making that day, she seemed so passionate
while working on it. She moved so gracefully as she worked on the mural, it
looked like she was dancing. It just broke something in me, made me see her
in another light. And just like right now, I almost drowned in guilt.
Feeling my hasty movements, the object of my thoughts turned around,
hair whirling through the air as she looked at me with wide golden eyes. She
looked so vulnerable at that moment, it sliced my heart in half.
I wanted to hurl, my stomach tightening. She trusted me, enough to sleep
in the same bed as me to appease her sister, and here I was taking advantage