My best friend's mom

Mine

"I'm so glad you texted me. I almost thought that you had forgotten about me." Tessa said as we sat down at our table. She was wearing a denim skirt with a low-cut top. Obviously trying to be revealing for reasons.

"No... You look pretty by the way." Oh goodness I was being awkward. She giggled and blushed slightly. "I'm ordering something alcoholic if you don't mind."

"Oh... Sure, no problem." She looked a bit uncomfortable with the idea but I couldn't care less. I needed it. 

As the night progressed, we spoke about many things. That's one thing I can say about Tessa, she holds good conversation. She was occupying my mind at that moment and I was enjoying it.

"I need to remember to thank my mom for hooking us up..." She gave a shy giggle again, realizing what she was saying. "What I mean is..."

"I'll be sure to thank her too." I interrupted, trying to be less awkward. I smiled at her and took another sip of who knows what from the umpteenth glass. I could feel my head starting to sway but I was still in good control. I nearly spat out my sip when Tessa's foot nudged itself neatly between my legs. She was looking down at her food, too shy to look me in the eyes. This feels familiar... Except for the fact that Dianna could look me dead in the eyes while pretending she was doing nothing down there. 

"I really like you Ali..." She took her foot away and reached out for my hand. I subconsciously pulled away. She got up and took the seat next to me. I think those three sips she took from my cup was making her too brave for my liking. Did I want this? Is this not the reason I came out tonight? Here was someone right in front of me, wanting me and all I could do was think about someone else. Someone who betrayed me. Who heartlessly took my feelings and played with it like dough. 

Screw her.

Give her a taste of her own medicine. 

I'm not like that. 

I want my Dianna... 

She doesn't want us though.

"Can we?" Tessa brought me back to real life.

"I'm sorry, can we what?" She was edging closer to me. I could feel her breath on my face.

"I said I have to go now, but I would like to see you again. Tomorrow maybe?" I just nodded, still in a bit of a trans. In that instance, her mouth connected mine. She parted her lips slightly and bit down on my lower lip. I wasn't really doing anything. The shock stunned me. I was quickly brought back when her hand touched my leg. I pulled away from the kiss and put my hand on her chest, pushing her away gently.

"Tess, I..." I didn't even know what to say. 

"There's someone else, isn't there?" The disappointment in her face broke my heart.

"I'm sorry Tess." I couldn't even look her in the eyes.

"What are you doing here then? Why aren't you in her arms and kissing HER lips?"

"I don't know if she really wants me or not." An involuntary tear trickled down my cheek.

"If she sees you the way I do, she definitely does. Go to her." With that, Tess kissed my forehead and left. Just like that. I was left to sit alone in my confused state. What was I to do? Order another drink obviously!

When I reached a state where I was just staring at the table, I decided I probably had enough. I didn't even know if I was capable of driving home. Oh well we will see when we get there. Maybe one last drink and then I will leave. I ordered one more and paid my tab.

"Hey sweet tits." A ghastly, bearded man commented in my direction.

"Do I seem like the type that would even look in your direction, pork chops?" I sneered. 

"Fuck you. You like some kind of dyke or what?" 

"Or what." 

"You'll be begging for this soon enough." He lunged forward to get to to me but tripped over an invisible wire made visible by alcohol. He was clearly embarrassed, which angered him even more. Fear shot through me. There weren't many people around anymore. As he was getting up to try again I heard a familiar voice.

"Try that again and your beer stained, vomit smelling ass is spending the night in jail." Dianna was standing fiercely behind him.

"Who the fuck are you?" He struggled to get up but managed. 

"Let's just say we are all players in a game, throwing dice and moving our pawns. I am the only one who bothered to read the rules and thus know how to effectively beat whomever I set my sights on. Right now, my gaze is blaring down on you." Her arms were folded over her chest and her demeanor demanded respect. I nearly burst out laughing at her introduction. Oh my, she was amazing. I longed for her. 

She doesn't want you, remember.

Yeah...

Why is she here?

"Why do you care about this timid little girl anyway? What is she to you?"

"Mine." Her eyes were fiery and dangerous. She motioned him sideways with a flick of her fingers. Her hand reached out to me and I instinctively grabbed it. She pulled me up and helped me to her car. 

"Why are you even here, Dianna?" I was still sour but way too drunk to construct meaningful sentences.

"Hush baby girl. I'm taking you home." Her eyes were set on the road but full attention to me.

"Mine?" I sneered and laughed. She kept quiet and chewed on her lower lip. You don't converse with a drunk person. I didn't know that. "I am talking you.." 

"I heard you princess. Yes, mine." 

"Is every second woman you meet yours?" 

"Only you. I told you I will explain." She shook her head but kept staring at the road.

"And you? You kissed someone else." 

"I know." Dianna looked so sad again. How could it be hurting her as much as it was hurting me?

"Stop the car." I was halfway ready to open the door.

"I said I'm taking you home."

"I said stop the fucking car Dianna Flynn!" I yelled with all the rage I could muster. The car dragged to a halt on the side of the road. I jumped out and started walking. I don't even know where to. Just away. I could hear her footsteps rushing closer and she grabbed my arm. "Leave me be!"

"What do you want from me, Alison?" Her voice was raised but there was a hint of desperation. 

"You dammit! All I want is you." I broke down crying. On my knees on the side of the road, I yelled like an idiot. She knelt down beside me and took my face in her hands. 

"Then hear me when I say..." Her voice was so soft but penetrating my ears at a 1000 db. "I am yours. Everything I'm doing is for you, for us. I promise, I would never hurt you. Baby... I'm here, I'm yours." 

"Mine..." I fell against her chest and wept.