Forever Love

CHAPTER 3

Thalia was sorting through Hera’s exquisite collection of dresses as Hera had simply stated that there was nothing in Thalia’s closet that was sexy enough.

“I will wear this,” Thalia said, raising a dress.

“Uhh, not bad, not bad at all.”

Thalia squinted at what she picked, and she truly couldn’t even imagine the kind of dress that she picked. It was gold and shiny, and it had a lot of strings holding it on.

“Alright then, go change and put it on quickly, quickly.” Hera pushed her into the changing room and locked the door so she could change.

Thalia had the peace to think again. She was beginning to think that something was wrong with her. This was a kind of choice that she wouldn’t even make if she was forced to do it. A one-night stand? Was it just best if she turned away at the moment? If she just went home and pretended that nothing of the sort had happened.

“No. I want this….. I want this…… it’s not the end of the world…… it’s the beginning of excitement in my shitty life” Thalia resolved in her fleeting mind

Thalia took off all her clothes and she glanced at herself through the mirror in the changing room.

Thalia frowned at her reflection. She already knew that there was no way she would put on that dress. It was way too short. The strings were way too open. She might just run back into the house if she stepped her foot out in the dress. She didn’t like it

The gold fit her pale skin, though, and it brought out her brown hair and black eyes. Thalia had always wished that she had more color, like her blonde sisters, but she was cursed to be plain all her life. Something which she always cursed Mother Nature for.

“Are you done there?” Hera shouted from the room impatiently.

“I need help with the strings!” Thalia replied and opened the door of the changing room. The look on Hera’s face as she scrutinized the dress made Thalia feel weird. She knew that there was no way she would wear this dress, especially since Hera was scrutinizing it. The look on Hera’s face said it all.

“I don’t like the dress,” They both said at once then burst into laughter.

“It’s not just it, too flashy, not there,” Hera said as her eyes roved around the dress while Thalia stood as still as a statue.

“Not to mention that it itches as hell. There is no way that I would manage to wear this dress. I would perform a scratching spree at the club.”

Hera laughed at that.

Even if it didn’t seem so, as Hera was a bubbly personality, and Thalia could not be more different from the goddess she was named after, they had more in common than being named after Greek goddesses.

They could finish each other's sentences, and even when it seemed like they would argue forever, they would always make up as if they were almost family.

“Let’s try another dress.”

“Definitely.” Thalia readily nodded

The next dress was black and Thalia didn’t like the way it would blend into her hair.

“I would look like a goth.”

Hera laughed at that.

“ At least it’d be different from the same ‘ol dress you wear every day” Hera snorted

For someone who didn’t know much about fashion, Thalia was very picky in getting a dress.

“Another dress.” And they picked another dress, and yet another, and another.

“I love this one,” Thalia said and Hera sighed, finally. Thalia smiled as she touched the dress. It was perfect.

Thalia fingered the sequined dress. She put her hands inside the dress and felt it smooth. It wouldn’t itch if she wore it. It was royal blue, her favorite color. Simple as she loved it, by the length, it would get to her mid-thigh.

“It’s beautiful, and it is just your style,” Hera said

Thalia smiled. She loved it also.

“Let me put it on and see.”

Hera and Thalia were almost the same size, so it was very easy to slip into the dress. It fit her skin perfectly.

The sequins didn’t bite into her skin. It showed just the right amount of cleavage, and she felt very sexy after putting it on.

“It was more of a dinner dress than for a club for me, but for you, it is the best,” Hera said, and Thalia nodded. She agreed with her friend. It might seem odd to someone else, but she was Thalia, so it was perfect.

“Alright, it is time to do your hair,” Hera squealed with glee. Her good mood was very infectious, and Thalia was feeling giddy before long.

“I am pretty sure you will attract a smoking hot man today and get laid so you will stop moping around the house,” Hera said as she curled Thalia’s hair.

Thalia rolled her eyes.

Hera had the idea that Thalia was only so dreary because she was horny. Her friend had a very solid point as she hadn’t as much as she glanced at a man after she broke up with Larry, her ex-boyfriend, a year back. She had been celibate for a year.

“I just want to have some fun, get drunk, and maybe kiss a stranger,” Thalia said. She was staring at herself in the mirror as her friend beautified her.

Unlike Hera, Thalia carried her hair long, right until it reached her waist. Even though she didn’t like the color, she loved the length. Thalia didn’t have the strength to always put it down, though. She only did that once in a blue moon. Now as Hera curled and styled her hair, she knew that it would look very wonderful when she was done.

“That’s not what a one-night stand is, dear. You have to pick up a stranger and have wild s*x, the type that comes with no consequences, no ties attached. Make sure you drink a lot so you will not hold back at all,” Hera said focusing on Thalia’s hair as she curled it, and Thalia struggled not to roll her eyes.

Hera was all-knowing in matters such as these, and it was best not to question what she said.

She figured that she would feel better after s*x and not the type that you would have to start thinking in the morning.

“Total stranger, No strings attached” Thalia soothed her troubled mind.

Suddenly Hera’s phone beeped and Hera paused to look at it.

“ Damn it” Hera cursed.

Thalia looked up at her friend’s troubled face

“ What’s the matter?”

Hera inhaled deeply and plastered a fake smile on her face as she leaned down to Thalia’s sitting figure on the chair in front of the Barbie-themed mirror.

“Lia, You’ll have to go alone to the club,” She said calmly

Thalia stood up immediately

“No way, WHY THE HELL ARE YOU DITCHING ME” Thalia shouted unbelievably.

Hera pouted

“ Granny is in town and needs to see me by 7 pm unfailingly”

Thalia touched her smooth baby face.

“ Tell her you’re busy” Thalia suddenly suggested

Hera gave her a look that said “Are you kidding me? You know what Granny is like”

Thalia did know how Hera’s granny was. An appointment was an appointment with her.

“ f**k” Thalia cursed

“ You’ll be fine” Hera assured

Thalia was half scared to go into the club alone. She also had this innate fear that she would not be able to attract any man not to talk of one that would want a one-night stand with her.

Thalia sighed.

“Now, it is time for makeup,” Hera said, and Thalia struggled to smile. She loved how exotic she looked after she did makeup, but she didn’t like the process that it took to get there.

“Please make it very light,” Thalia pleaded, and she saw Hera roll her eyes in the mirror.

“You want to get laid, Thalia, you need to put as much makeup as possible on your face.”

Thalia couldn’t help the glare that she directed to Hera.

“Alright, alright, before you pull me under. I will do it as lightly as possible.” Hera sighed

Thalia smiled then.

For the next half an hour or so, she was powdered and primed to look a bit different from her normal self. Thalia could admit that she liked the reflection looking back at her from the mirror. She liked it a lot.

“You look wonderful, Thalia. I have a very good feeling about this. The moment you walk into the club, the most handsome man who knows very well how to use his equipment will look at you, drag you to himself, and have his sweet way with you. I am pretty sure you will enjoy every single minute of it.” Thalia laughed at her friend’s description.

She knew very well that it would be almost impossible for something like that to happen in real life, but she was intrigued. She liked the dream to come true.

“I would like that very much,” Thalia said with a blush settling on her cheeks.

“Of course you do”

Thalia stood up then and Hera dropped her hair down, it flowed right to her waist. It was quite beautiful.

“Now shoes!” Hera exclaimed and ran into her closet to bring a pair of heels.

“They will make your legs look as long as miles.” Hera meant it as Thalia squinted at the pair of heels.

They looked way too high, around six inches.

The black sandal heels with silver designs looked wonderful on her as she wore them.

“You look wonderful!” Thalia felt quite beautiful, like a princess.

“Thank you,” Thalia said, giddy, and did a little spin.

“Alright then, don’t tire yourself too much. Let me call you an Uber, and you will be off to club ecstasy to have the best night of your life.”

Thalia grinned to herself at that, she absolutely could not wait to have the best night of her life.