Grace and Amari | (GxG) | Lesbian

Chapter 25: The end of us or...?

I stood there, looking into her eyes that shined brightly and reflected the lights around us. The air filled with the sweet scent of flowerbeds that surrounded us, cocooning us in a warm embrace. It felt like we were the only ones left in the world. Everything else faded away and everything became white noise. All that mattered to me right now was Amari.

- "Have I ever told you that you are beautiful?"

She said softly, breaking me out of my daze.

- "I don't think I ever did. I'm sorry. I should have said it to you at least once."

She said sheepishly and I shrugged. Amari looked away for a second and then raised her head again, a shy smile forming on her lips.

- "Well, I prefer saying it to others and feel kind of awkward hearing it when it's about me."

I chuckled softly and looked back into her eyes.

- "You know... When I first noticed you, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Your beauty was too breathtaking for words. So pure, untainted, untouched. And I just knew that I couldn't stay away from you. I fell for you so fast and hard. Every single time I saw you, I felt like I wanted to kiss you more than anything else. That's why I tried to approach you. To talk to you. I wanted so badly to be your friend. I wanted to be near you. Because there was something about you... Something irresistible about you..."

She stopped talking and stared at me intensely. 

Her gaze was piercing right through me and I was struggling to hold my ground, trying to keep eye contact. My heart began to pound erratically in my chest, feeling like it was going to leap right out of my mouth. The urge to touch her was overwhelming; it felt like I was drowning in her presence. I could barely breathe under her spell as tears filled my eyes. A million things ran through my mind while I stared into her brown eyes. I never realized that someone could look at me the way she did. I thought that I wasn't good enough to have someone like her in my life. I thought that I wasn't worthy of being loved. I thought that I was worthless.

- "But at the same time, as much as I was drawn to you, I was scared of you. You're the first woman that I became so attracted to that it was driving me insane. Your beautiful red hair and your hazel eyes, the way you moved when you walked, your soft lips and delicate hands, I don't even know what to say, I couldn't stop thinking about you."

She continued, taking steps closer to me until we were standing only inches apart. I gulped hard and held my breath, not daring to move.

Then, Amari placed her hands gently on my cheeks, brushing the hair out of my face gently. She brought her lips slowly towards mine and I closed my eyes instinctively, anticipating what was coming. At the last second, however, she changed her mind. Instead of leaning forwards, she pulled away from me.

- "Grace."

She said softly, cupping my cheek with one hand. I opened my eyes slowly, confused. She lowered her hands from my face and stepped away from me, a hurt expression on her face.

- "That's how it feels being with you. You say nice things to me, you kiss me, give me hope, comfort me, make me feel loved, carefree. And then, you push me away, act like an unreasonable child, and I just can't understand it. I thought that we could become closer, but now I'm not even sure."

Her voice sounded vulnerable as she admitted it, her beautiful brown eyes filling with tears.

- "My dad is Indian and for him, being gay is something shameful that should be kept hidden. He wants me to have a husband and a big family with lots of kids. And he thinks that marrying me off to some rich white boy is the best decision in the world. It would be a better fit, he says. But I can't do it. I just.. Can't."