Love For Sell

3

Lisa lived in a high-rise condominium that was more spacious than Tzuyu's brownstone, or so it seemed, due to the simplicity of her furniture. A leather couch, shelves, and a coffee table facing a wide screen television. Tzuyu sat on a bar stool overlooking the balcony as she sipped her double shot of espresso while Lisa fried up some eggs and toasted some bread. She sliced up a bowl of fruit for Tzuyu to fill her stomach, which was still empty from last night. But Tzuyu wouldn't have a bite.

"You need to eat." Lisa said, exasperated. "If you don't you might get sick, and I can't have that happen."

Tzuyu sighed and nibbled on a strawberry."I just can't, Lisa. I'm still so messed up from yesterday." She rubbed her throbbing head and her sore neck. She slept on Lisa couch last night after the phone call. Lisa senced that something was off for Tzuyu to change her mind so quickly, and so asked if she wanted to come over.

Now, she was nursing her pale porcelain espresso cup, playing with her food, and deaf to everything Lisa was saying. The actress refused to emerge from her bout of depression. This wasn't about Beakhyun at all.

It was about how, now Tzuyu was all alone.

Lisa stood in front of Tzuyu with her platter of eggs and toast. She chewed quietly, waiting for Tzuyu to speak. Yet she did not, as if her tongue left her just like Beakhyun did. However, Lisa was patient. She spent the entire day lounging around with Tzuyu, no longer forcing her to talk or eat. They watched a few movies, read through magazines and fan mail, until finally, Tzuyu called out Lisa's name.

"I'm not that kinda girl who just sits here while the world thinks I'm heartbroken" she vowed, the fire in her eyes ignited by something brighter and more furious "I don't want Beakhyun back. We were over the moment we graduated high school. Those years we spent apart, I don't remember missing him, because I was to caught up in school and auditions and...I'm better without him!" Tzuyu shot off the couch and beamed at Lisa, who watched her with pride in her eyes. "forget what PR will think when they hear about this. I hired them to clean this type of thing up for me anyways."

"And he's gay. Congratulations to him." Lisa said while she crossed her legs and threw the magazine on the coffee table. "But you said you wanted what I offered you. The prostitute. "

Tzuyu blinked and nodded slowly. "I do. I haven't changed my mind about it yet. You need to tell me all about how it works. I don't want to miss out on any details."

"Of course, I didn't expect anything less." Lisa grinned and grabbed her laptop. She booted it up and logged into her email and onto a private website that included a complicated password- at least complicated in Tzuyu's point of view. "Sana's really good at what she does."

"She?" Tzuyu demanded as a page loaded, showing a.... For lack of better word, beautiful brunette with the eyes that encouraged a  girl to do whatever they wished. "Lili, I'm ga.. straight-"

"At this point, that doesn't matter. It's 2020, Tzuyu. I thought you've passed caring about sexuality? Haven't you evolved?" Lisa said as she clenched and opened up her fists. "Tzuyu don't be annoying for five minutes, okay? Sana calls herself a woman, but she has a dick. And personally, it's awesome because she likes a girl with the way she speaks and acts, but she has a lady cock that she uses way, way better than any man."

Tzuyu's eyes narrowed "how do you know? "

"Easy. I had sex with her before. Anyway." Lisa scrolled through Sana's website and clicked on her portfolio. It revealed tasteful images of the half-naked women, dressing in nothing but a pair of stonewashed jeans that were unzipped. Tzuyu licked her lips for they were dry, and released a soft breath. The girl had abs, and her Adonis belt was defined, and ... Tzuyu was definitely uncomfortable now, and she blamed the lack of action for the past eleven months. She squirmed in her seat, and besides her, Lisa giggled "what?"