Secrets Hurt But Truths Kill

Chapter 15 ~ Apologies

Kirby stood at the door leading to Fallon's chambers, pondering on her decision to apologise so soon. Maybe the wound was too fresh? She knew she really shouldn't have brought it up.

She kicked her head back, looking upwards, taking a breath and a moment to figure out what she was was going to say.

Her bronzed hand gripped onto the edge of the doorway hard, keeping her balanced whilst she procrastinated. Deeply procrastinated.

Several minutes passed and Kirby decided she was ready to face her girlfriends wrath.

Hopefully it wouldn't go as badly as the time she had to apologise for the band mix up when Fallon had her 26th birthday party. A folk band singing George michael covers most definitely was not what she had in mind.

Kirby physically winced as she opened the door. She saw Fallon sitting with poise on the end of her bed, glass of alcohol in hand.

She looked up at Kirby with no emotion whatsoever. Nothing. She couldn't be read. I mean no one could read Fallon's emotions at the best of times. This was one of those moments.

"So, I came to say sorry" Kirby got straight to the point. She stood directly in front of Fallon.

Fallon made eye contact with her, completely neutral, expression still.

Kirby sighed sharp and short,"I shouldn't have brought it up, I do trust you, but I don't trust her, she has it out for me and i-"

Fallon cut her off before she could say any more,"I know!"

Her mildly aggressive interruption caught Kirby off guard and she jumped a little without meaning to.

"She's a bitch most of the time and I know for a fact that she hates you because she's jealous," she continued," and I don't know if it's because she still has feelings for me or if it's because i'm her best friend and i'm too busy with you to include her, I don't know ok."

Fallon lifted her glass and downed the chardonay that remained, "I don't particularly want to talk about my romantic relationship with Monica because I love YOU and you're the one I'm focused on so can we just leave it now please because my essential oil shipment isn't arriving till next week and if i get any more stressed I will likely go into a coma."

Kirby smiled a little in response the Fallon's last words. She held Fallon's porcelaine face in her hands as she maintained her gaze looking deep into her beautiful hazelnut eyes, relived and enormously shocked at the speed of her forgiveness.

"I'm sorry, again," she added.

Fallon looked mildly fed up,"I told you I forgive you now stop talking Kirby." She smirked and pulled the girl stood in front of her onto her lap.

Kirby gasped softly, but moved her body accordingly, her legs moved either side of her girlfriends', Fallon's hands moving sensually up her torso.

Without hesitation, the red head swiftly moved in to kiss Fallon deeply, lost in her sudden desire. One hand on her waist, one caressing her face, she gently guided her other half down on the bed.

The door opened abruptly and in walked Alexis, eyes glued to the phone in her hand, oblivious of the fact that she had just walked in on... well that.

"Jesus, ever heard of knocking!" Fallon jerked her body upright and hurled Kirby off of her, "God whAt is so important for you to ignore all the locks on the door?!"

Fallon and Kirby then shared a confused look," How did you manage to open the door, I dEfinitely locked it when we started-" said Kirby.

"I- may have picked it..." Alexis looked guilty but in a way that really meant she didn't care that she invading their privacy, "I needed to talk to you Fallon and it couldn't wait, now meet me in the lobby in a half hour, K?"

She spun abruptly on her glossy red heels and flung out of the room with a girly flare.

Fallon released a frustrated sigh and let herself fall back down onto the bed. She faced the ceiling for a moment before turning her head sideways to gaze at her girlfriend, now lying beside her, looking back.

"I'm sorry" Fallon whispered," i'm sure it won't take long, i'll be back soon to finish..." she lay her manicured hand on Kirby's thigh and slowly inched upwards," ...where we left off."

Kirby let out a sharp breath at the thought and pushed her lips together. "Fine, but seriously your family has to stop getting in the way of our sex life from this point onwards ok?"

"Mmh you know that's never gonna happen right?" Fallon admitted, shuffling off the bed.

She stood up and walked purposefully over the the mirror above her vanity, cleaning up the edges of her lipstick and reapplying graciously. Ravishing, was the shade. Clearly.

Lifting herself off the bed too, Kirby made her way over to Fallon. "Lord, I like to hope that one day we'll find ourselves in a magical realm where there are no Carrington Colby feuds to distract you from mE," she teased wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's tiny waist from behind as she gazed at her beauty in the mirror, resting her pale chin on Fallon's shoulder.

They smiled, both in the moment right there and then, watching themselves be happy in each other's arms.

After a few moments of dulcet silence, Fallon broke free of Kirby's embrace and marched towards the door, grabbing her gucci bag on the way past her wardrobe.

She looked back at Kirby and smiled lovingly. "I love you, see you when I get back." She flew out of the room seconds later.

Kirby could hear the sound of her stilettos pummelling the floor, resounding through the mansion.

"I better still be getting some when you get back," she mumbled jokingly to herself.