Everybody has Flaws
Only one more day before the gala, I can't wait!
Hell, even Mario will be back.
Those thoughts were going through my mind as I waited for Tyler's car to pull up to my apartment.
I was standing outside my apartment building with my phone and purse in my hand. The cool spring day made me smile because soon, it would be summertime. I hated the winter with a roaring passion.
Dressed in indigo ripped jeans and a plaid grey button-down shirt tied at my waist, I felt like I was in high school all over again. Granted this wasn't a date but it sure felt like one.
I didn't want to give Tyler the wrong impression so I kept my makeup minimal. Eyeliner is simple and looks great with a casual outfit.
Someone whistled and I turned around to see who it was.
"Damn Karina, you clean up well," Tyler said. He pulled up to the curb with his red Toyota and I smiled at his reaction.
Simple is sexy.
"Why thank you sir Tyler," I said with a smirk as I climbed into the passenger seat. I looked at Tyler's appearance and saw that like me, he was dressed kind of casually but put effort into his outfit.
He was wearing dark blue jeans and a tight-fitting polo shirt which made him look a bit more formally dressed than I was. His shirt was white which reminded me of the ocean when I looked at his blue eyes. The misty foam on a hot summer day as waves crashed onto the shore was truly beautiful to look at. That's what Tyler reminded me of. Calm and collected but someone with depth to his personality.
"So here's the deal sweetheart. We're not going to talk about anything depressing while we're shopping. You're going to have a good time. Understand?" Tyler asked. He steered his car towards the direction of the shopping plaza and when I glanced at the clock, I saw that I'd only been in the car with him for less than two minutes.
No wonder Teela readily agreed to move in with me.
"I promise," I said with a serious look. Glancing around, I saw a bunch of people walking around with shopping bags with their friends and families.
I'm glad that Tyler's here with me.
"Ready?" Tyler asked as he grabbed his phone from the cup holder.
I nodded and climbed out of his car with excitement. Without even thinking, I tucked my arm through Tyler's and walked towards the shopping mall.
I probably shouldn't have done that.
I glance at Tyler from my peripheral vision and notice a slight smile on his lips but he remains quiet as I pull him towards Charlotte Russe. They have the best cocktail dresses and plenty to choose from.
"Alright Ty, your move," I said with a grin as I led him towards the dress section. I blushed as we walked past the undergarments row but kept going.
Tyler rubbed his hands together in excitement and pushed me towards the dressing room after asking me my size.
I waited for a couple of moments after stripping down to my undergarments when I heard Tyler approach.
"Try each one on separately and come out to show me," Tyler said. His giddiness made me smile as I grabbed the first dress he hung above the door.
It was a sparkly black dress that shifted into a gradient at the bottom. I pulled the dress on and looked in the mirror but wasn't happy with the look. I was never one for tight-fitting dresses and this one wasn't an exception.
I pulled the door open and showed Tyler. His smile turned into a frown when he saw I wasn't happy with the dress but he told me to try on the rest.
Tyler really did have good taste but most of them showed my scars and I just didn't want to wear a dress like that.
It made me look ugly and feel ashamed of myself.
My eyes settled on the last of the five dresses and I almost immediately grinned. It was a simple mermaid dress that was yellow and faded into a cerulean blue with sequins adorning the waistline. It was gorgeous.
I did a small twirl in the dressing room and frowned when I saw that one of my ugliest scars peaked out from both of my shoulder blades.
I really like this dress but what will other people think when they see my ugly wounds?
Would Tyler think less of me?
I guess I was taking too long because Tyler's knock jarred me out of my thoughts.
"What's going on in there?" he asked.
I swung the door open and prayed that my teary red eyes wouldn't give me away.
Tyler's jaw dropped and he started blushing when he looked at me. "Twirl around." I did as he asked and hoped that he wouldn't notice anything out of the ordinary.
"It's drop-dead gorgeous on you," he said with a grin and I forced a smile as I walked inside the dressing room to change. This would be my dress but I needed a coverup or something. I heard Ty's footsteps recede so I let my tears slip down my face but my sniffle gave me away as I pulled on my jeans and top.
I hadn't locked the door to the dressing room when it was pulled open and I shrieked. My face was a disgusting mess, and I didn't want anyone to see me half naked again.
I was having deja vu because I met Knox for the first time the same way. It was awkward as fuck.
I could smell Tyler's cologne as he walked towards me in the cramped space and I looked away from him. Partly from being top naked with the exception of a bra and also because I was still crying silently.
"It wasn't that you didn't like the dresses," Tyler stated as he looked at my messed up makeup and my sad face.
I swiped at my eyes and forced a smile. "Hey, I promised I wouldn't be depressing. The least I can do is keep it. Otherwise, I'm just another liar." Tyler frowned at my response and his stormy blue eyes raged with emotion.
He grabbed my shoulders and said, "Why are you crying?" Tyler stared at me as he waited for an answer. I shrugged out of his grip and bent down to grab the shirt that I had dropped.
"It's no big deal. I found the dress I'm going to wear," I said as I was about to tug my shirt on.
Tyler grabbed my waist and gasped at the full extent of my scars. His finger traced the roughed up skin and ugly ridges in my back. I stood still and waited for him to finish.
"That's the reason, isn't it Karina?" he murmured softly.
I couldn't bear to see the rejection in his eyes so I just nodded. "I need a coverup. The scars show on my shoulder blades."
Tyler walked in front of me and sat me down on the stool that was in the dressing room. He kneeled down next to me and squeezed my hand.
"I don't know what happened to you or who did that to you. All I know is that I'd really like to punch that person repeatedly. Know that you deserve to be happy and you should be proud of every part of yourself. Everybody has flaws. Mine is that I never say anything unless the situation escalates. But I'm working on getting past it. You're capable of doing the same," Tyler says.
I put my hands on his shoulders and wrap him into a loose hug. Even though I don't have a shirt on, I don't feel as embarrassed around him as I was before. The fact that he told me his flaw and accepted mine meant the world to me.
Tyler's breath on my neck felt good as he pulled me from my stool towards him on the ground. I had my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. His hands rubbed the sides of my waist in a soothing manner and he just held onto me for a couple of minutes.
I held back my tears but took comfort in the fact that Tyler was right here with me.
"As much as I'd love to keep hugging you, we still have to finish the rest of your shopping and mine," he said into my hair.
I laughed and pushed myself off of him as he watched me get dressed.