"She was wrong for me on so many levels. For one, she belonged to another, and could never be mine. But even I, was powerless in the face of raw seduction and fiery heated encounters..." Quillon Ivante.
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"It's a truth universally acknowledged t...
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"It's too bad if a heart lacks fire, and is deprived of the light of a heart ablaze. The day on which you are without passionate love is the most wasted day of your life." -Omar Khayyam
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NICCOLE ZEMIRA
"Women like me?" I ask, taken aback
"Weak. Vulnerable. Helpless. Beautiful. With a body that could kill a man. I'd like to see myself as prince charming, who could take away your problems for at least a day" he said it with such intensity that I became at a loss for words.
"Wow. Prince charming huh? That's um... that's a new one. What happens then, when you have to deal with a male, and not a female?"
"Didn't Quillon tell you? I never perform jobs for males. Just females. I only work with female clients"
"Um... Quillon was right. You're definitely intense. And different. I've never heard that one before in my life. I only work with females? Alright, can we just get back to the reason why you're here? 'cause if we start to go down that path, we might sit here discussing You, for hours. And you're not my only appointment for today" I professed
"As you wish. I've read your story Niccole. The story's indeed quite popular. How your sister died. And your reaction to it. It's been splashed on various papers, all over the country. Sorry for your loss, by the way. It's just that, I have the perfect idea for your sister's funeral. A singer. I want you to invite someone to sing at the burial mass. Someone like Emeli Sande. Then pink flowers. At the burial, the flowers have to be pink, and you'll be dressed in a transparent dress... "
"Get out" I decreed, shaking with anger
"What?" I see the shock on his face, doesn't matter. I'm furious!
"Get the fuck out of my house Alex, or I swear to God, the police would be the least of your problems this afternoon. Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Niccole wait, calm down, what's wrong? I didn't even..."
"I'm not finished young man. As I was saying, you come in here, and come here late at that, try to intimidate me, but that doesn't even matter. You went and did the one thing I could never forgive you for. You insulted my sister who's not even been laid to rest yet, in the ground! Pink flowers at her funeral? Are you stupid or just outrightly insane?! She'd turn over in the grave, if she sees that! You pervert! Piece of shit! You want me to wear transparent clothes for the burial? Then what next? Maybe you might just suggest I go naked as well, right? God, how could Quillon have even rated you as the best at what you do? Left to me, you're all mouth, no brain, arrogant, irresponsible, and dumb! Yeah, and I have an idea. How about I just kill you right now, and invite a whole ochestra to come play at your funeral, since you're so eager to let the dead hear music? You'd make an excellent grave companion, no? Or what do you think?" I bit out sarcastically
"Niccole, I'll leave. I swear I'll leave. I see I've gotten you angry. And if you want someone else that's not me, to plan the burial, that's fine. But at least give me the benefit of explaining myself. I started by saying I saw your reaction to Narlia's..."
"Don't say her name. You're not worthy enough to say it" I interrupt harshly
"Alright, alright. I won't use her name. As I was saying, I saw your reaction to your sister's death. I wanted you to have a burial that signaled hope. Love everlasting, that never fades or die down, no matter how many years pass by. Your sister had a daughter. Bonnie. Her most favorite colour is most likely pink as many little female children tend to lean towards that colour, as their favorite. So pink flowers signify that your sister's memories forever move on through Bonnie, her reason for hope. Your wearing transparent clothes does not mean I want you naked. It's simply going to look like a transparent dress, but ultimately, it's not. The transparent dress signifies who you are, and all that you are. No pretense. Your tears are natural and your pain is fearless. Genuine. You've been affected. This is not a script. This is not play acting. Your sister died and left her daughter for you to raise, it affected you. In ways nobody can, and you're not going to hide that. It was a stumbling block in your path, one more life challenge, and you're not going to refute nor deny that. You infact want the whole world to know it's true. Want the whole world to read you like an open book, and know your truth" he explains calmly
And I force myself to calm down. His explanation actually sounded reasonable. But he still hasn't explained one last thing
"What about the musician? She has no purpose am I right?" I question, folding my arms
"No, I'm sorry for mentioning her in the first place. That was rude, dumb and arrogant of me. Other than trying to lift every body's spirit up at the funeral, she has no purpose."
"Congratulations Alex, you've been officially hired. I can almost say I'm impressed. Now get the fuck out of my house" I declared, my anger still not fully abated. Besides, if he didn't leave any time soon, I was going to be late for that PTA meeting, and I absolutely could not afford to be.
♣AUTHOR'SNOTE♣
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