The Importance of Love (Lesbian Stories)

Chapter 13: Back Home

I was freaking out. I had to get home, FAST. If Karen ever found out what happened she would kill me and her both, this had to be kept a secret.

"Aaliyah, I have to go." I started putting my clothes back on, the last msg i recieved from Karen was 28 minutes ago, that means she was more than likely gonna call again real soon. I gathered my things and went out the door as quick as possible. As soon as I got in my car, i began to dial her number.

Ring, ring

"Hello?"

"LORENA! Where have you been I've been calling you since yesterday!"

"I am REALLY sorry baby I just got caught up with work, I promise I will make it up to you when get back.." You can literally hear the frustration in her voice and the anxiety in mine, but I tried to sound as normal as possible. I wasn't quite sure if it was working.

"You always have an excuse! What were you doing! Where were you!" Her voice rose a little louder.

"I was home babe! I fell asleep! I got home a little late and just completely knocked out.. Please forgive me I truly am sorry.." I said pitifully. I can tell my apology was tossed around her head a little because she accepted, and apologized for her attitude.

"Im sorry for getting on you like that it's just that i really missed you last night and got a little worried about you. I don't know what I'd do if something would've happened!"

"It's okay princess I understand, I'll have my phone on me at all times now I promise!" Finally i pulled out of Aaliyah's driveway and drove home.

After getting off the phone with Karen, I couldn't help but feel the guilt boil up inside of me just bursting to get out, so I called up Angie. Im sure my sister inlaw would know exactly how to calm my nerves. She agreed and said she'll be here there in 30, that's enough time to take a nice hot bath to kind of just release a bit of the stress piled on me.

When I got home, I walked into my bathroom and got undressed then filled the tub. Just as i lifted my right leg to get in, I noticed these marks, basically all over my stomach, chest and pelvic area. When I looked in the mirror I saw them crawling up my neck too. Are these... Hickies??? People still do that??? I can't remember the last time Karen left one on me, it was a bit satisfying but horrific to look at. I didn't even bother thinking of how I would get rid of them before my fiancé returns, there were nearly 20 of them. So I jumped in the tub and tried to relax for the next 15 minutes.

After my bath I looked through my clothes to find something that wasn't revealing at all. A pair of black joggers and Tshirt will do just fine. My mind wondered a bit while I was getting dressed, I couldn't figure out my feelings towards. Aaliyah. Last night was a blur, but I can't argue against the fact that something happened, because I KNEW something would happen. She just.. Does things to me. And I can't help but to just give into her. Almost like she can control me sometimes and I allow it. I know I can't continue this, I will become her teacher in a day or two, then what? I go to jail for having sex with a minor? Although she is over age, isn't it illegal to have sexual interactions with a student? But then again what if I don't talk to her anymore, will she threaten me? I already saw what she can do to a teacher so that she gets what she wants, so what if I don't give her what she wants? Will I end up dead too?

I couldn't bear the thought of being in prison or losing my job or even being dead. The thought went to the back of my mind until Angie arrived.

"Hey, come in!" She greeted me with a warm hug then we sat in the living room. "How've you been?"

"I should be asking YOU that! Hows Karen? The wedding?"

"It's coming quicker than I thought, only a few months away! And she's fine, she's coming back in a day or two."