Guilt. That's the first thing that had hit me this morning when I had rolled over to discover her in my bed. Let me be clear, this was a mistake. My body ached so much that it had brought tears to my eyes. My head felt like a pressurized can and the only clothing I had on was a t-shirt- and it's on fucking backwards! Then there was her softly snoring and wreaking of alcohol. What in the hell did I do?!
I pace the floor, going over every single detail that I could remember. There was drinks- lot's of fucking drinks. This shit storm had started about two days ago. There was no way that I had saw this coming.
*Flash Back*
"Hey Mari, everybody is already is here. I'm so glad you came though." I smile at her genuinely while pulling her to me and kissing her lips. She returns the gesture but doesn't seem that pleased with me. "What's wrong you?" I pout.
She stands at the door, cocking her head to the right. No doubt peeking to see who is inside. "Janell is here."
I sigh, here she goes with this again. "I know you don't like us hanging out but she is my friend now and we haven't done anything. You know I got my eye's on you only." Instead of responding with attitude, I reassure her. That seems to work to (like it always did). Amari has been very open and honest with me that she doesn't trust Janell. Well more like she doesn't like us spending so much time hanging out privately. She thinks that we need a little space since we just jumped in to being platonic without giving any time to process. I understand what she is saying but I keep telling her that I can control myself and that she should trust me. It's hard to keep hearing that Janell is such a bad person so I decided to plan a little get together so Amari can see how Janell has changed. Reluctantly, she agreed but nonetheless, I'm excited.
"Okay, for tonight I will try to be open to getting to know her. But only for you. Make no mistake if she does anything, I will go off. Do you understand?" She says with much sass. I oddly found it attractive. I bit my lip to keep from smiling. I grab her hand and pull her into the apartment. I close the door and lead her into the living room with the small group of adults conversing amongst themselves.
"There she is, hey Amari." Casime speaks.
"It's always a pleasure to see such a pretty woman." Ravi says while getting up to hug her. Neither Casime and I mind, since we both know that is just how he talks to all women, including yours truly. Once they separate, the next voice I hear is Janell's plus one.
"Nice to meet you Amari," I look to our right and find her homegirl giving Amari major bedroom eyes. I am hit with jealousy but quickly check myself because I know she doesn't stand a chance. She extends her hand to initiate a hand shake.
"I'm sorry I don't believe I know you. And you are?" The heavily tattooed white masculine lesbian runs her fingers through her brown shoulders length hair, trying to be cool or seductive- I honestly can't say what she thought she was doing. It was lowkey cringe. I'm guess Janell wanted to break that awkward moment so she spoke up quickly.
"What's up Amari. How are you?"
She gives a polite smile, which I could tell was fake, but fuck it. That's better than telling her to shut the fuck up. "Hey Janell. I'm good . Thanks for asking."
"This is my goofy friend Coop. Don't pay her no mind."
"Why you always messing up my game bro? Just hating. Maybe she thought I was cute." Coop says to Janell.
"Bro, that's Naomi's girl. Back off man. I told you this wasn't that kind of event. I just thought maybe you wanted to tag along to get out that funk. Meet some of my new friends." Coop looks a little down for a second then perks up like her thoughts were pushed out immediately. She daps Janell up and leans back in her chair.
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Playing With Fire (Lesbian)(Not Edited)
General Fiction"Creating a bond with someone is always a risk. From the moment that the connection is acknowledged, a spark is ignited. Through subtle interactions of true interest in one another, that bond flourishes into a flame. Its only when pain, dishonesty...