Kitita (a woman from a dream)

There I was walking into a dance
I knew it was important to be there
For some reason that I couldn't remember
My dress was black with rainbow edges
Straps tied at the top, a corseted front
The rainbow ties separated and
Crossed over in unique ways
The opening showing off my soft belly
The dress slit up high on my thighs
To reveal my strong legs and thighs
I wore a simple black necklace
And my big black combat boots
I was here for a purpose
Coming in I bumped into him
My body pressed into his
Soft meeting entirely too hard
The sight and feel of you flustering
My cheeks turning bright red
I separate from him and casually
Say "I didn't expect you to be here"
His eyes drink me in before they move on
"I didn't think I would be either,
But I was dragged here by friends"
He wore a basic black suit. It fit him like a god
All sharp angles with a navy tie
We walk in together in silence
We have nothing to say out loud
I watch him leave to be with his friends
And I go sit on a couch waiting for mine
I listen to the music and nod along
There was no way I would go there without friends
Looking over at him and wishing I was the blonde
Babbling on as she holds onto his arm
But I think he would also have that
Truly bored face with me too
I'm knocked out of my daydream as
I feel the weight of someone slam down beside me
I look up and fully see her
Those perfectly painted red lips
The curve of her face and her curly hair
That was perfectly shaped and flawless
A red dress that fit every curve in just the right way
She sighed loudly, reaching her hands down
and rubbing at her feet before looking at me
"Oh damn, you're a pretty one"
She starts digging into the tiny hand bag
"Your dress is so stunning, where's your friends, luv?
I shrug trying to keep the bitterness out of my mouth
My eyes slightly look over to him
"I don't know anyone here"
She nods as she looks into compact mirror
Fixing her already flawless make up
"Ah, I see. I'll hang out with you then."
She leans forward towards my holding out her hand
Her nails were the perfect shade match to her lips
With delicate lace painted... Pressed? On
"I'm Kitita and what's your name?"
I give it all too willingly, all memory of
The warnings of fae and witches skipping
Inside my mind like a scratched record
She convincesme to come dance with her
And once there what a blast we had
Her hands smoothed over my sides
She swayed and danced like a goddess
While I may have looked shy as hell
But dancing with a new found fun
We danced for a long while
Before we finally took a break
"I really love that dress
And you have such unique scars on your skin"
Her hand reaches over and touches the scars
Where the doctors had operated for nearly two days
I relay this information, covering them with my hand
I don't want her to view me as broken
"I'm glad you're still here, show them off. They're a sign of survival and they look cool"
Her laugh was so genuine and eased my instantly
Then suddenly there he was, tapping my shoulder
So engrossed in Kitita I hadn't seen him
Stand up and detach the blonde and walk over
I looked up at him, his suit open
He must have danced with his friends
A confused scowl written on his face
I tilt my head, looking him over
"Yes? Do you need something?"
Kitita giggled behind me, I feel her move
Her hand reaching over and squeeze my thigh
He's eyes flare in a way I've never seen before
"I wanted to see if you wanted to dance"
I'm thrown off completely, I look at Kitita
"I'm... A bit busy right now..."
Kitita grins and taps her nails on my thigh
"Indeed you are" smirking she never looks away
Her body language never acknowledging him
"Please..." I look up at that, studying his face
"Why? Why now? I've been here all night"
"I just want to dance with you... You've been busy..." His eyes fall on Kitita
"So have you" I look over at the pouting blonde
He shrugs "I don't want to dance with her. Just you"
I couldn't stop my heart beating harder at that
I stand and walk away to the exit
I need air. I need to get away from him
Kitita runs after me, grabbing and holding my hand
She smells like sandalwood and roses...
My favorite smells and I close my eyes
Once outside she pulls me into a hug
"It's okay sweetie. Former lovers are hard to handle"
I snicker, wiping my eyes and nose
"That man has never wanted me truly"
I shake my shoulders and rub at my arms
"Not that it matters. Ever since we were teens I've always been loving him.
I'm the biggest bisexual you'll ever meet but...
I can't seem to get him out of this head"
Turning I walk towards the swings
Kitita walks over with me
Sitting down on the swing by me
"I assume he knows that...
So you're pretty available to him, huh?
And this is the first time you've said no"
Looking away I pick at the colorful strands at the top of my dress
"I never knew how to stop these feelings.
I really want to move forward from all this
So..yeah... This so the first time I've said no"
Kitita swings silently, looking forward in thought
"That's good. Just have to keep saying no
If you don't want him in your life"
Looking up at the stars. "I think I deserve better."
Kitita laughs "I would definitely say that."
Joining her laughter I start to swing too
We swing in silence, simply enjoying each other
"Let's go back in?"
"Sure, let's go"
We walk back, hand in hand
Just as we sit down on one of the many couches
There was a big commotion up front
Then to my shock there he was on the stage
Asking for me to come up there
That he had something to tell me
In that moment I was torn in two
The decision to run to his side and
To stay with Kitita, who hadn't let go of my hand
I swallow and kiss the back of her hand
"I have to go. I can't handle that." I slip my card into her hand
"Call me?" She flips the card between her fingers dramatically
Before putting it in her purse with flare
"Sure thing, love. Do you want me to walk you to your car?"
I shake my head, dizzy from all the attention. She smiles "until next time then"
Turning and fading away into the crowd
And I turn and disappear from the dance
He wouldn't chase me and Kitita wouldn't come home with me
And that's where I want to go... Home
Where I was most comfortable
Where no one had any demands of me