The Outlaw

I removed it from the rack admiring the satin brown dress. I asked the assistant to get this dress in my size while I waited in the changing room. I striped my clothes looking at my body, my eyes took my body in after a long time. I look like a trainwreck.

My blonde hair looks lifeless,, tied in a high pony tail, the streaks of different shades of brown mixed with the blonde makes me look like a teenager from 2004. My deep blue eyes showed exhaustion, all thanks to the all nighters I had pulled for work and now no matter how much I sleep, I can’t can’t up with the dark circles under my eyes that shows the existential crisis I have every other day. Even though I am a plus size woman, I have sharp facial features. Sharp cheekbone and jawline, straight nose and plump lips, pretty much the only thing that I was blessed from my dad.

The first thing anyone has ever noticed about me are my ample boobs. Even though natural D is a blessing but people can’t seem to look into my eyes while talking. How many times I have punched people in their faces for staring at them. Like dude, I know you’re not getting laid whatsoever but have some respect!!!

But breasts ain’t the only one’s I am blessed with, cue the eye roll. I have hips for days and an ass for seconds. Yup bitches, yours truly has a flat ass!

I won’t lie and and I don’t have flabs, stretch marks and cellulitis on my ass because I do. When I was a child I used to get teased for being overweight, as a child I couldn’t do anything but cry to my mother but that was untill I was in 7th grade. One day an 8th grader tried to push me down the stairs but that day was when my patience ran out. I pushed him back and sat on the kid, punching the living daylight out of him. Since that day nobody ever looked at my way with wrong intention. Their fear gave me a sense of superiority, that fear alone made me more confident. But now that I think of it, it was really wrong and unethical of me to feed my confidence with their fear. But what’s done is done. Past mistakes makes us who were are, learn from them and move on.

“Here is the dress ma’am!” The sales assistant voice came. I opened the door and she handed me the same satin dress. I took the dress and hung it on the hook of the changing room. I took the dress of the hanger and wore it. The dress felt like silk on my skin, it enveloped my body perfectly. I smiled awestruck at the beautiful dress. It came down to my ankle but had a high split on it. The neck was lightly dripped showing none to little cleavage with spaghetti straps, the brown was not a dull, it was shining under the light making it look the dress is bronze.

I walked out of the changing room to show everyone this dress. Layla squealed, “This is it! Everyone is wearing this dress!” She said clapping her hand. For the first time ever I saw the two barbies agree I to something with me, “That dress is fine girl!!” The redheaded chick squeaked and asked the sales assistant to get one in her size.

As the two left for the fitting room we heard the manager of the boutique, “Benvenuto, signore” the three of us looked in that direction and from there emerged the handsome devil, Gerardo dressed in a crips blue suite and a white shirt underneath. The first two buttons of his shirts were undone showing his chiselled chest with tattos covering every inch on his chest, this guy should be in jail for looking this good. He was followed by his brother. I fold my arms in front of my breast as I look at the asshole in annoyance. Trust me when I say this, being a lawyer I have a lot of patience.. a lot. But somehow this douchebag makes me wanna band his head against the wall even if he is in the same room as me. I know most of you would be like you’re just being unreasonable but you don’t know how our first meeting went!

Layla ran to hug her fiance who chuckled at her, kissing her forehead. A woman came and handed the two gentleman a glass of champagne, “Wow I have never been welcomed like this!” Gerardo said making me snicker, “I can ask some of them to throw rotten eggs at you, maybe then you’ll feel more welcomed?” I said sweetly with a sarcastic smile on my face.

“Who will feel welcomed after seeing your doomed face?” He said coming nearer. He wrapped his arms around my mother’s shoulder, “Are you sure she is your daughter, Ms. Bruton? How can you be so smart, beautiful and charming and… That… Turns out to be a disgrace?” He said smirking at me. My mom playfully smacked his chest, “Oh shush! She looks beautiful!” She said in her motherly tone making my heart melt.

“Sembri una cacca costipata.” (you look like a constipated shit.)He said with a cocky smirk making Flynn spit champagne out of his nose, “Una cacca costipata grassa!” (a fat constipated poop at that!) He added annoying me further. All I wanted to do was break the champagne glass in his ass. I stomped my feet and walked away.

I changed back to my clothes after instructing the changes to the dress. I walked out of the changing room to the couch where everyone was sitting. I sat on the arm of the couch as the manager made the bill.

All this while I tried my best to ignore that snarky remarks Gerardo made every once in a while. Every since our fight five days back, Layla and Flynn tried their level best to keep each other out of our way but fate always seems to hate me by throwing us together.

The manager made separate bills and handed two bills to the two barbies first. Their mood instantly dampened, “Umm, weren’t you going to pa–” the redhead stopped in middle of the sentence looking at her other friend.

“Yeah we’ll go and pay!” The blue eyed chick said and the two walked off. Flynn shook his head, “These gold diggers! They are rich but they still want others to pay for them!” He said looking at the direction the two fools disappeared. Layla looked at Flynn, “Why don’t you pay for my dress, I’ll take the two for a bite down the street” Layla suggested.

“Take Orlando with you” Gerardo said still sitting on the couch like a king. She replied positively and took after her friends with mom by her side.

When they had gone we went to pay for our bill. I was taking out my card when Flynn stopped me, “What are you doing lily?” He asked like I have lost my mind.

“Zumba!” I replied, “Of course I am paying for my dress!” I said as a matter of fact.

“No! Let me pay!” Flynn retaliated making me smile.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“No Flynn it’s okay, I am very much capable of paying my own bills” I said chuckling

“I know you are, but I want to pay for you!” He looked at me as if I offended him somehow, biting my lip in humour I nodded at him to pay.

“Let her pay, Flynn. It’s the first time I have seen a woman willing to pay the bill.” Gerardo said from behind. I snapped back at him, “What the fuck is your problem, asshole? Mind your own business!” I growled at him. He smirked at me causally, “My brother is my business. I don’t want him to fall prey in the hands of a gold digger like you!” He said making my blood boil.

“Listen you brat–” I was cut off by Flynn.

“Enough you two! You can’t just act civil for a second around each other, can you? Always ready to rip each other’s throats out!” Flynn snapped at us making us freeze in shock.

“You two are stressing out Layla a lot! And you two need to realize that we are going to be a family wheather you like it or not. And the two would be around each other as well, this is important to us, you two are important to us! I beg you! Please stop this nonsense and hug you differences out!” He said with a huff. I looked at Gerardo to find him steady looking at me with the se expression as on my face, astonish.

Flynn paid the bill while the two of us were still processing it. He walked out leaving the two of us alone.