Genre: Romance | Lesbian Fiction | Adult Theme: M18
Disclaimer: Any similarities to any people, places or things in reality is pure coincidence as this is a complete work of fiction.
Chapter 17: A Question of Inner Strength
Gwen hesitated, then she knocked on Chris’ door.
Trix, only an hour ago, had just come charging in and only now Chris was just backing away from it. She stopped, and looked like she had just been caught red handed, stealing snuff.
She groaned and swallowed, and went for the door, yanking it open.
“What the hell do you want?” She snapped.
Gwen looked up at Chris. She opened her mouth, like she wanted to say something, then she looked at her feet.
“I kinda…I wanted to..” She began.
“Can’t you see I’m just not. Like just fuck off, k?” Chris said and slammed the door in Gwen’s face.
Gwen stood staring at it, mouth open. She grinded her teeth and reframed from kicking the door in. She could, but so could Chris, and that kick would be aimed at her head.
She turned around, fist clenched. She walked down and out of the apartment building, and just as she stepped out into the open, it began to rain.
Gwen looked up at the rain, and remembered the night before, how Sage and her had held hands in the rain for a moment, how she’d leaned over and kissed her.
Gwen stumbled down a bit further, than sat down on the street curb and put her head in her hands. She couldn’t bring herself to cry, but she couldn’t bare this anymore. She didn’t know where to go..what to do, with these feelings. She wished she could unburden them somewhere. Somewhere.
It suddenly stopped raining. Or at least the rain stopped hitting her. Someone sat down next to her.
Gwen looked up to find Chris sitting next to her holding a huge umbrella. Chris set it so that it was propped against the curb-ledge, and still managed to cover them, then took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a long drag, and blowing it out into the rain.
Gwen looked back down at her hands. She said nothing.
The two of them just sat there, watching the rain fall.
Gwen started talking about Sage, about how she didn’t imagine that she could be attracted to anyone like her, like how she just, wanted to hug her all the time. She told Chris how Sage had let her touch her last night, and Gwen had though that one time would have been enough, that the attraction would go away like every other time, but it hadn’t, in fact she just wanted more, and not just of Sage’s body, but of Sage’s time and presence. And now, Sage thought that Gwen wasn’t serious about her, about them, and Gwen knew she was to blame, but she didn’t know how to fix things.
“You love her” Chris said in the middle of Gwen’s ramblings.
Gwen sat there, silent, then nodded.
“Then go get her” Chris said threw the cigarette onto the gravel and crushed it with a foot.
“Go get her, before someone else does. I know Sage. She is Sa’s little cousin. The brightest and sweetest little imp of a brat, as I recall, and very capable of having her choice of any girl that she takes a fancy to. If you really want her, and you really feel like you can commit to her, if she is that one exception” Chris said and clapped Gwen on the shoulder ” Go get her”.
Then Chris got up, leaving the umbrella with Gwen.
“Return it to me when you’ve told her that you love her” Chris grinned and walked back home, leaving Gwen there, staring into the distance and wondering if she really had the courage to be real about the way she was feeling.
“Your kisses are not what I crave…Your kissed may be…a beautiful art… but all I ever wanted was your heart…right from the start.” – Your Kisses by Daughter