Thread: The Filmmaker and the Musician (Raivh and Talin)

Karli stood in front of the mirror, the strapless lace gown was made to compliment the grey suit that Bryant was supposed to wear. Pulling back her dark blonde locks, her mother secured them into a French twist. She knew her parents werent pleased with her decision of the previous night but she was bound and determined to not have them ruin this night as well. Karli had never liked wearing too much makeup and tonight was no exception. She tied the black ribbon into a bow in the front and let the ends hang down, she stepped back and smiled Bryant would be pleased with the amount of skin that it allowed for him to touch. Slipping into the black heels she began the trek down the stairs. Her heels clicked on the hardwood floor alerting her parents to her impending arrival. Is he here yet? Her mother, Diana, stepped forward and cooed. She held a hand up to her face as she shook her head no the tears fell before she pulled out a camera to take a few shots. Mom stop, its just the prom. Its not like Im getting married. Though if she had her way hed be proposing during college, theyd have a small wedding before their last year and a baby on the way before graduation. Her father growled, Well dont expect a blessing! Daddy She frowned as she moved down the stairs to wait with them in the living room, Her father sat in his recliner and turned on the game. Karli stepped into the kitchen for a glass of cool water. Hell get over it, her mother stated following her. He doesnt remember what we were like at your age. Her mothers laugh changed a bit and then she sighed. Karli watched as she leaned against the fridge, probably thinking about all the gross things she stopped thinking. It was like that time when she was six and her eldest sister picked her up from school, shed been sick and her parents never answered. Maura told her to go straight to bed but the noises she heard sounded bad. Even now she cringed as she remembered opening the door. MOMMA stop it! Karli said loudly, pulling both herself and her mother from their respective memories. Karli filled a glass from the tap and sipped. The frosted pink lipstick formed a half circle on the rim. She glanced at the clock on the wall nervously. The things they started last night would be finished tonight. She worried it would be in the back of the limo she had rented, but still, it was happening. Kissing her mothers cheek she went back upstairs and reapplied her lipstick and waited. And waited. And waited and waited and waited some more. Prom started at 7, it was now 9 pm. She stared at the clock, then out the window and repeated it several times. He was coming, he had to come. He was on his way, he HAD to be on his way. He wouldnt DO this to her. Stomping down the stairs thirty minutes later, mascara running down her cheeks she confronted them. You did this you killed him last night, or scared him off SO bad hes refused to show his face. THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT she began sobbing. Flopping down on the cream colored sofa she buried her head into the plush cushion. Her mother stared at her father in disbelief that Bryant would have done this. Her father only shrugged and went back to the game. The court was announced and all her friends danced like it was nothing out of the ordinary for her not to be there. Karli went to bed at midnight and skipped church the next day.