Page 64 of Desolation
I definitely do not consider that a successful girl’s night. There’s nothing to be done about it for now though.
Getting up from the couch, I continue to sip on my wine, enjoying the fuzzy feeling in my head as I make my way up to the bathroom.
I’m going to make that tub my bitch.
Checking the cabinets under the sink, I find bath salts and lavender oil for the water and whoop in delight. I run the tub with hot water and add in my ingredients, feeling like a witch creating a potion. All I’m missing is a cauldron, a wooden spoon and a mole on my chin.Would that offend Witch Bitch?
Smirking, I strip out of my leathers as I wait for the tub to fill.
The memory of the wild assortment ofKermit the Froggifs comes to my head as I briefly wish I could text my men right now. Butt ass naked, I start impersonating his dance in the mirror and break out into a fit of giggles, imagining the guys’ reactions if they were here.
Gifs are the one good thing about phones. Though we don’t use phones often, I would randomly send the guys as many Kermit gifs as I could find to our group chat in the middle of the night. My second favorite Kermitgif is where he’s sipping on some tea and it says, “But that’s none of my business.”
Kermit is my soulmate.
Belly laughing because I’m drunk as shit, I continue to impersonate as many Kermit gifs I can think of until the tub is full. As steam fills the room and the water rises to the top of the large, white tub, I abandon my antics and decide to climb in. As my left foot dips into the water, I jerk it back before telling myself to stop being a little bitch and get into the water.
I lower myself into the tub and rest my arms up on the edges, leaning my head back and sighing in contentment. The lavender scent and the hot water soothe me, sending me into a hazy state of bliss.
I close my eyes and think of Gaia and our first interaction. I’ve learned so much since then but there’s still so much I want to ask her. And I miss Beth. The only time I feel close to her is when I’m with Gaia.
As all the questions swirl in my mind and I think of Beth, I drift into sleep.
A hand strokes my cheek as my eyes remain closed. It tickles my skin and relaxes me. I fall into the touch and decide whoever is doing this is my new favorite person.
“Hello, my child. You called me.”
Oh shit! Sober up, Lana! Sober up! You’re talking to a Goddess!
I’m pretty sure I stop breathing altogether for a moment as shock overrides all bodily functions. Am I hallucinating? I crack my eyes open to confirm and gasp.
There, on the edge of my tub, sits Gaia in her full, ethereal beauty. She doesn’t look exactly the same. Instead of cherry blossoms for hair, she now has jasmine blooms. Her skin is also a few shades darker. The contrast of the purple flower against her ebony skin has me absolutely awestruck. I feel a pull to her in my soul. I can’t deny that we truly are connected.
Giving her a bright smile, I try to form a coherent sentence. “Gaia! I can’t believe you’re here!”
Oh my goodness, I’m in the middle of a bath while speaking to a Goddess.
I cover up my breasts with a nervous giggle. “I’m so sorry! I would never purposefully call you and put you in a compromising position like this.”
A tinkling laugh, like wind chimes in the breeze, follows my apology as she strokes my cheek once more. “My child, you are born of my soul. There is nothing that you must hide from me. I accept and love you as you are.”
At her words, I feel radiating warmth in my chest and sense the truth behind her words. I relax back into the tub, not quite ready to remove my arms. “How is it that you are here in this realm with me?”
“You are actually in a dream state right now, which allowed me to come to you. You must have called on me without knowing.”
Deep down, I know I need to apologize to her if I want this interaction to be better than the first. The fact that I had scoffed at her and blatantly disrespected her is eating away at me mentally.
You can fix this, Lana.
I reach out to gently grip her hand in my own and look into her swirling eyes. “Gaia, I am so deeply sorry for the way I treated you in our first meeting. I was overcome by grief and rage. It was easy to direct it towards you before I knew everything and that was wrong of me.”
Overwhelming feelings of love, adoration, and a sense of pride flood my mind as she smiles at me. “Those are my feelings for you, my child. Let us move on and prepare you for the future. What were your questions?”
With the weight lifted off of my heart for my previous indiscretions, all I feel is excitement to truly form a bond with Gaia. She’s the closest thing I have to a mother now.
Time for 20 questions, Goddess-edition.
Bubbling with excitement at the opportunity to get some answers, I start in a rush, “Okay, so my first question is, why are my powers locked away and the guys don’t seem to have that problem?”
