His or Her Betrayal? by Blaque Diamond

Author:Blaque Diamond
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: domestic violence, secret past, drama fiction, murder suicide, urban drama, suspense novel, love and betrayal, secrets and lies, transgender fiction, lgbtq novel
Publisher: Diamond in the Rough Publications

Chapter 19

Parental Dispute

I stared despondently into the mirror at my appearance. My eyes were bloodshot and rimmed with red from hours and hours of crying. There were bags under my eyes from plenty of sleepless nights. I had lost weight from lack of appetite, so my clothes fit loosely on me. My once beautiful brown hair looked dry and brittle from lack of any effort on my part to fix it. My golden-brown skin no longer held its healthy glow. It was dry and dull. I walked around in a cloud of depression. I no longer cared about my outer appearance. I didn’t spend hours in the beauty salon or go to get my nails done. What was the point? My best friend was no longer here to do these things with me. Michelle was more than just my daughter; she was my best friend. She meant the world to me, and I don’t see how I can do this thing called life without her.

I dejectedly tore my eyes away from the mirror and looked down at the black dress I had picked out to wear today. Today was Michelle’s funeral. Today I would bury the body of my child, but I would never bury our memories. I would always keep her close to my heart. I clutched the gold locket I wore around my neck. Inside was a picture of Michelle. It was a replica of the picture I had gotten made for her for her birthday. No matter where I go, she will always be with me. She might not be here with me physically, but she will be with me spiritually. I let my hand fall limply to my side as I sighed heavily and proceeded to get dressed.

I stripped my pink bath robe from my body and let it fall to the floor. I put on my under garments, then I pulled the dress over my head. I adjusted it so that it lay wrinkle-free against my skin. The dress was a little loose, but it wasn’t that noticeable. I walked over to my dresser and picked up my lotion and applied it to my skin. Even though I had put on lotion when I got out of the shower, my skin still looked dry. I massaged the lotion until it dissolved into my skin. Once I was done lotioning myself, I decided to tackle the mess that was left of my hair. I grabbed a comb from the dresser and a bottle of Pink Lotion and began the complicated task of styling my hair. It took me about fifteen-minutes to get my hair looking somewhat presentable. I pulled it back into a tight bun and held it in place with a few hair pins.

My next hurdle I had to jump over was to make my face decent to my eyes as well as to others. I sat down at my vanity table and gazed over all the items displayed about. I picked up a makeup brush and applied make up to my face.

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