Redamancy ☆ DC Stargirl • Yolanda Montez (III)

Twenty-Two

Freya's POV:

After our meeting ended, everyone pretty much dispersed. Sylvester and Pat offered to take Jakeem home with Mike since he insisted to tag along and Beth got picked up by her parents.

Barbara decided to make dinner in the kitchen leaving Courtney, Yolanda, and I to help out, much to Courtney's reluctance. I finished my job, which was peeling and cutting the potatoes, and since Barbara didn't have anything else for me to do I decided to walk out on the front porch in hopes of looking at the night sky.

Unfortunately, I realized soon enough that the stars are covered due to the dark clouds and once I sat down, it began to rain.

I didn't mind though. Something about the rain sometimes made me feel at peace. And with the way things were left off after our team meeting, I needed something to clear my head or at least distract me.

"There you are." I turn to the door, watching as Yolanda stepped outside with another jacket in her hands and shut the door behind her. "Why are you outside? It's pouring out here."

"I wanted to look at the stars." I say as she drapes her jacket around my shoulders before I sheepishly smile, putting my arms through the sleeves and turn to the skies once more. "But it started to rain the minute I came out here and I didn't want to go upstairs again."

I feel her wrap her arms around me from behind before she rests her chin on my shoulder. "Well then come sit with me. I have a feeling these next couple of days are gonna take away our free time."

I start to smile. "You think so?"

"Mhm." She kisses my shoulder with a chuckle. "Of course. When do we ever get a break? Plus, you're tense."

I playfully scoff. "Tense?"

She tugs me backward with ease and I take a seat first on the bench. Instead of sitting beside me, she lays down across with her head on my lap, moving my arm around her chest and interlacing my hand with hers. "And I wanted cuddles so get comfortable."

I let out a chuckle, tracing random lines on her arm with my thumb. "Yes ma'am." I quietly say, leaving us in silence as the only sounds heard are from the rain hitting the pavement, occasionally hearing a car or two driving past the houses.

Every few moments I couldn't help but look down at Yolanda with a smile.

Despite everything I did in my life, how did I get so lucky to find someone that likes me for who I am? If you asked me a year ago if I saw myself being in the position where I am today, I would've laughed at your face.

Well maybe just stare but you catch my drift.

I lost count of the number of times I've held her hand, but this time the contact feels different. This simple moment right here, transformed into something that I'll remember not just for the stars that were unfortunately hidden by the stormy clouds, but for whom I shared it with.

Growing up and being around Larry and Paula most of my life, I never understood what true love meant. Mostly because witnessing their little antics and remark or two made me want to vomit ninety-nine percent of the time while the one percent I simply tolerated it. It sort of played a part in wanting nothing to do with being in a relationship and finding it to be utterly pointless and weak.

But now...I don't think of it that way anymore. And not just because of Yolanda being my girlfriend, but the other relationships I built with my friends, Maria, Courtney's family, and surprisingly, The Crocks. The love and security they emotionally and physically show me proof that it's not weak and pointless at all. I never want to take it for granted ever again.