Green [Chaelisa]

forty

Things started to change a few days later.

Lisa had been outside in the cool November air, finally getting around to taking down their Halloween decorations. Presley was taking a nap, and Chaeyoung was supposed to be on the phone with Toby going over the final touches on one of their recent projects.

The Thai girl was startled, however, when Chaeyoung came barreling through the front door and onto the front porch. Lisa nearly fell off the small stepladder she had been balancing on, and she quickly grabbed onto the railing to keep her footing.

"You need to come inside," Chaeyoung looked at her with wide eyes, and an expression Lisa couldn't quite read. "Now."

The younger girl grew confused, quickly hopping off of the ladder and looking at Chaeyoung in confusion. Her wife didn't offer her an explanation, though. Before Lisa could open her mouth, the blonde girl had disappeared back into the house.

Furrowing her eyebrows together, Lisa quickly tossed the decorations in her hands aside and hurried inside.

"Rosie?" she called out, seeing no sign of her wife. She made her way over to the hallway and wrung out her hands nervously.

She had to cup her hands over her mouth to keep herself from gasping when Chaeyoung quickly hopped out from behind the wall and grabbed Lisa's hand.

"Shh," the blonde girl met Lisa's eyes. "Listen."

Confused but comforted by the fact that Chaeyoung was there, Lisa knelt down next to the girl in the middle of the hallway. She sent her wife a questioning look, but moments later something else caught her attention.

"Oh let me be... your teddy bear,"

Lisa and Chaeyoung exchanged glances. The younger girl's eyebrows stitched together and she shook her head, not recognizing the voice.

"She's singing," Chaeyoung whispered, pointing to Presley's door that was cracked open slightly.

"That is Presley?" Lisa's jaw dropped open in shock, Chaeyoung's sudden burst of energy was now making sense. The blonde girl nodded, holding up a finger to keep Lisa quiet when the tiny voice sung the same line again.

"I think I know where she got her name," Chaeyoung spoke up after a few moments of silence, keeping her voice low and turning to Lisa. "That's an Elvis song."

"Elvis Presley?" Lisa raised an eyebrow and thought for a few moments. Chaeyoung giggled softly when she saw the realization spread across her wife's face.

"Don't," Chaeyoung quickly grabbed Lisa's hand when the girl began to rise to her feet. Confused, Lisa paused, turning to Chaeyoung and tilting her head to the side.

"We shouldn't be listening," Chaeyoung bit her lip, nodding towards the door. "She'll talk to us when she's ready, right? I... I just want to do this the right way."

"Oh," Lisa whispered, gently kneeling back down. "You are right, Rosie," she nodded. The Thai girl glanced back at Presley's door. "Do you think she hates us?"

Chaeyoung couldn't help but laugh at Lisa's question, and she shook her head. Grabbing her wife's hand, she led them both into the living room, collapsing back on the couch and pulling Lisa down beside her. "Why would she hate us?"

"I-I do not know," Lisa shrugged, instinctively curling up in Chaeyoung's side. "I just... I do not want to mess up."

"Oh," Chaeyoung nodded slowly, understanding what Lisa meant. "Well, me neither. We've just got to try our best. That's all we can do."