Dalila Palminteri (sonotlistening) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2014-12-22 14:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-10-10, dalila, lumen |
what the water gave me
Who: Dalila and Lumen
Where: Palminteri home
When: After lunch
Dalila knew, really she did know, that she should have expected the hangover that was making her day miserable. She had seen the residue of how much she had drank last night and even if the bottle had been missing then she had her fuzzy memories to tell her that yes, oh yes, she had been drunk. Far past tipsy and into the realm of “wasted”. And almost every one of those fuzzed memories had included a certain blonde-haired vampire who had come over to help take care of her. Those memories had been pleasant. The sharper one from this morning where she had been untangled from the blissfully cool vampire had been less pleasant. Dalila had not wanted Darklis to go back home and do whatever it was that she claimed needed to be done. No, she had wanted Darklis to stay there and baby her through this miserable headache like she knew her mother never would. Not just that, though, she did not want to be alone and she did not want to be bombarded by a constant deluge of thoughts. Darklis was good for both of these reasons and yet she was not there.
So instead of laying in bed with a cool cloth, watching whatever movies happened to be on TV, Dalila had dragged herself out of bed. She had pulled on her bikini after several tries - the whole while telling Jaws to shut up because his voice was bouncing off the inside of her skull even worse than it normally did - and meandered down to the basement, pausing only to snarl at her sister when she made a snide remark about her looking like she’d gotten hit by a bus. You try living out however long thinking you’re going to get murdered and then come home and get really drunk and see how you look, the water elemental thought as she dropped her towel on the floor. Yes, technically the pool in the baseement was for Rico and their mom, but Dalila was sure she used it more. That was the thing about being a water elemental, you needed water, and if no one was going to baby her then she was going to cry to her element about it. Water would always be there for her when she needed Her, and even if she could not hear Her voice yet, she could draw comfort from the water as it embraced her when she sank into the pool.
Her headache may not have vanished instantly, but she felt at least five times better as she sank to the bottom of the pool, letting off a stream of bubbles when she sighed contentedly.