Young Closure. [Lesbian Stories]

Chapter 1

"Alex, where's the first aid kit?" My boyfriend, Ethan was standing in my living room with just a towel around his waist. His body was well toned and glistened with moisture, he was running a comb through his thick blonde hair. It was short and spiked in the front. "It's under the sink, why?" I asked while looking over top of my book. His voice became more faint as he walked back into the bathroom. "I need a band-aid, I cut my hand on the faucet when I was trying to turn it off." Dumb ass. THUMP THUMP THUMP
What is that noise?!? I quickly rose up from the couch and walked outside the apartment to see what the ruckus was. "I TOLD YOU TO GET THE HELL OUT OF MY PLACE, WHAT PART OF THAT DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!?!" A woman screamed. "Fuck you Kris!" A tall blonde stomped by me, almost bumping into me as she jolted down the stairs. Slowly, I creeped down the hallway to see who the other woman was and why she was screaming. A few doors down from my apartment, a door was open and I tried to peak inside. Carrying a box, a woman with her hair in a immaculate pony tail marched out of the door and tossed the box on the ground. She wasn't wearing a shirt and she had a tooth pick in her mouth. Oh you're cool. She was actually pretty muscular for a woman, her body was curvy yet very toned. Her breast were perky and bouncy, her stomach was flat and had outlines of her abdomen. A black leather belt wrapped around her small waist and light colored ripped jeans. "What's the matter, never seen a shirtless woman?" I didn't say anything, just stared at her. She strolled back into her room and picked up another box. "Well don't just stand there, help me with these boxes!" Her apartment was somewhat basic, organized yet decorated. "Why are you taking these boxes out?" I asked while lifting semi heavy cardboard boxes down the hallway. "I kicked my ex girl friend out cause she brought some dude in here last night and slept with him." She spat as she walked back in her room. She picked up a black shirt off the crimson colored couch and pulled it over her head. "I'm Kris." she held out her hand. She had dark brown eyes that were framed by long black eyelashes. A small, straight nose, small but full lips. When she smiled, her teeth were perfectly straight and pearly white. She was actually extremely pretty. "I'm Alex, I live in 224." I smiled politely at her.