Tear You Apart

Vices

My head shot up to the source but again there was nothing but silence. Narrowing my eyes, I started toward the opening and was nearly there when Leah came strutting in, dressed in a fluffy grey towel and singing show tunes.

Embarrassed, I turned towards her, completely forgetting about my curiosity.

She looked me up and down and wolf whistled playfully.

"Is that all you're wearing today?" She smirked as she started towards her closet.

"Maybe if you play your cards right," I winked before grabbing my dress and slipping into it. "Mind giving me a hand?"

"Holy shit Devi, you weren't kidding! This is so pretty with your hair and skin," Leah complimented as she zipped me up carefully while I held my hair out of the way.

"It's not too much?"

"Um no girl you look fucking hot!"

I'd have to take her word for it.

The dress was just as soft and beautiful as it was the first time I wore it and I checked myself out as she got dressed. I'd have to do something better with my hair and throw on a little makeup, but I had to admit, it did fit me well and the dark navy brought out the pink undertones of my pale skin.

Leah was wearing a peach beige colored dress made from chiffon and some other soft material. It had an illusion neckline that had an embroidered floral print along the neckline and the skirt had a flowing effect and stopped just above her knees. The entire ensemble reminded me of something almost antique without being unfashionable. It fit her perfectly and accentuated her breasts without being provocative. It was very Leah.

"Can you help me curl my hair?" Her words momentarily distracted me from the dress.

"Oh um, I'm not the best at hair but I can try," I laughed nervously as I sat on the bed when she motioned to it.

"You can't be any worse than me. The first time I did it myself, I left it on my hair too long and burned off a couple strands. Girl I cried so hard."

She plugged her curling iron into an extension cord and sat on the ground with her back to me, completely trusting. Once the metal was hot enough, she handed it to me with a smile.

"Alright here goes nothing..." I started nervously before diving into the long blonde hair.

**
We were putting the finishing touches on our makeup when Leah's mother yelled everyone had five minutes to get downstairs and out the door. It was almost noon. I hated to admit it, but I was having fun playing dress up with Leah. I had done a pretty killer job on her hair and it hung in pretty beach waves around her face and she had gone with a relatively light makeup look; a touch of highlighter along her cheek bones, some nude eyeshadow, and a simple cat eye. It was light and airy and didn't take away from her natural beauty.

I on the other hand had just gone with a half up fish tail braid, pulling the ends to make it broader and leaving the rest of my silvery tresses to their naturally wavy selves. It was simple, yet elegant. Paired with a touch of blended grey and black eye shadow, I managed a pretty decent smoky eye to complete the whole look.

I felt beautiful and feminine in my graceful royal blue dress and heels as we gathered our things and started downstairs.

As we came down the landing, we were met with a handful of gasps. I looked up to see the rest of the Birch family standing by the door.

Elliot wore the same Yale blue suit and pink dress shirt he wore the first time I met him, and Nick and Judd were both wearing matching black slacks and ties, with contrasting white button-down shirts.