I hate you
Bloom and Sky were still standing at the shore, watching the water and hearing the sound of the waves that swept up against the coast.
The sky was reddening with every passing minute and the only thing that was on Sky's mind was his girl.
She was holding his hand, leaning against him and her long hair falling over her back.
"I love sunsets." She murmured quietly "They make me feel so warm and let the world shine in such beautiful colors." She added with a soft sigh; knowing that every moment had to come to an end sometime.
Sky looked down at her and gave her a kiss on the side of her head.
"I could watch them all day with you." He whispered, stroking her back with his hand.
"Sunsets always remind me of fire and life." She said, looking up at him.
Sky smiled.
"You know what it reminds me of?" he asked. He had never told her, but sunsets reminded him of her long red hair.
"What?" she asked him with passion in her eyes. Her eyes always showed passion and excitement whenever she was with him.
He was about to say something as he was interrupted by the steps of an upcoming person who cleared her throat.
"Ah, look who's here, M.C. steal a boyfriend is in the house." he heard an arrogant female voice explain.
Bloom looked past her boyfriends broad shoulders, not wanting to lose his gaze.
"So, how have you been, Bloom?" the woman asked.
Bloom gasped as she saw who was talking with her.
"Diaspro?" she asked the woman.
Diaspro nodded. She wore a red bikini which was tied together with a bow behind her neck and on her back, her panty un-accessorized being only as 'slip on'. Her long, puffy blond hair was falling over her back and she was wearing a few red gemstones on a tiara she had placed in her hair.
She put her hand on her hip and shook her head.
"And, how have you been doing?" she asked the two young lovers who were still embraced in a compassionate hug.
"Why are you asking?" Bloom replied, moving a bit more towards Sky, trying to signal to Diaspro that Sky was hers now.
"I just wanted to see how you have treated my ex-fiancé. You know I just want that he is in the hands of someone that cares for him." Diaspro said, batting her eyelashes once and then stepping a bit closer.
"As if." Bloom answered, pulling away and taking a step towards her enemy.
"You can be sure that he is in good hands. At least he is not with someone who uses him in order to get money and a good reputation." She explained, also placing her hands on her hips.
Diaspro turned her head and snorted with rage.
"At least I wasn't a slut who just waited to have him on her side and uses him for her own pleasure." Diaspro countered, knowing that Bloom was easily maddened whenever someone insulted her relationship to Sky.
"What is this going to be, a fight or what?" she asked surprisingly calm.
"I don't know, I guess it will not make you look any better." Diaspro replied, with a wicked grin on her face. Then she faced Sky.
"You don't seriously like this girl, do you?" she asked with eyes like a puppy.
"Of course I do Diaspro. I love her." He replied.
Then Diaspro looked at Bloom again.
"You bampot! You took what was mine." Diaspro shouted at her. "Sky and I were in a great relationship until you came!" she exclaimed.
Fore some reason Sky hadn't said anything to protect Bloom yet; nothing except for a statement that was true but already known.
"I didn't take him away from you Diaspro." Bloom answered.
"Yes you did."
"What is your problem? I didn't know that he was promised to you as I met him. On top of all, it's better to look for your own man instead of letting your parents choose someone for you. Arranged marriages are so old school." Bloom countered.
Diaspro grumped again.
"They may be old school but according to the law they are still a common way to choose your partner." Diaspro replied.
"What do you think? That your 'perfect match' will walk through the door if your parents choose?" Bloom asked. She was getting angry now that she knew that Diaspro hadn't gotten over her broken engagement after three years yet.
"Sky was my perfect match until you showed up. Come on, blond hair, sea blue eyes and an incredible smile; who would not fall for that?" Diaspro asked.
"What? Now you're asking for my opinion?" Bloom answered.
Diaspro looked at Sky again.
"Do you really think that this woman in prettier than I am Sky?" she asked, again showing her pleading eyes,
"Come on, what can I help it if I fell in love with a girl like her? She is someone who I can actually count on in everyday life, someone who is there for me whenever I need support and I am there for her. She is someone that I can protect from danger, knowing that she is going to protect me from danger as well if she needs to." He replied. Then he took a short pause.
"And yes, I think she is prettier than you, because beauty comes from the inside, and not only from the outside Diaspro. You should get over this." He said, and then reached out for Blooms hand.
Both Bloom and Diaspro couldn't believe what they had just heard. Bloom because she had heard what Sky really cherished about her, and Diaspro because she had never thought about what Sky wanted in a woman.
That's why the following happened. Diaspro tilted her head down and tried to get her thoughts into one straight line. She wanted to be mad at Bloom, but on the other hand she knew that it was not proper for a woman of her status to hit another lady. She sighed.
"You're right, I should probably-"she started, and then looked up. She looked from Sky to Bloom and then back. With her palm spread out she lifter her hand and slapped Sky right across the face.
"I hate you!" She yelled at him.
"What the hell has gotten into you?" Bloom asked, seeing that the slap was going to leave a mark on her boyfriend's cheek for a while.
Before she got mad and began to yell out words at her enemy, she remembered that she didn't have to end up like her.
"You know what?" she said to Diaspro, facing her with a thunderstruck expression.
"What?" Diaspro replied.
"I am not going to get mad at you." Bloom answered. "You are simply not worth it." She added. "Now leave us alone." Was the last thing that she told her this evening.
With her eyes filled with shock and her hand hurting from the impact with Sky's cheekbones, Diaspro turned around and left. As she had faded from their view, Bloom looked up at Sky.
"Does it hurt?" she asked him. According to the reddish mark on his left cheek it did hurt.
"It's okay; boy that girl has an attitude. I can't believe that my parents wanted me to marry her." He replied, placing his hand on the cheek.
"If it hurts, maybe this will help." Bloom replied, stood up on her tiptoes, gently pulled away Sky's hand and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.
Sky was amazed by the softness of his fiancé's lips once again.
"And, does it feel better already?" she asked.
Sky looked into her eyes.
"Being with you makes me feel better already." he explained, and then gave her a kiss on the lips. Again, this was only a short peaceful moment they shared. After Bloom pulled away, Sky suggested going up and attending the concert where Bloom was already sure to meet another person that she hadn't seen in a long time.
