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Tine's P.O.V.

I fought so hard not to kiss Deena.

Especially I don't know what this means.

But ever since that moment in the kitchen, I had this urge to do it.

I was turned on, I'm not gonna lie, but I still don't know why.

Or maybe you're in denial?

"Tine?" I heard Dee speak as soon as we broke the kiss. Her voice is full of questions.

I can't blame her, even I myself is questioning why I did that.

"Dee..."

"What the...?" She continued. She freed herself a little bit more, pulling away just enough for her to see my face fully.

"What the hell was that, Tine?" She asked again. Her voice is a bit stern.

"Dee..." What do I tell her? How can I tell her that I didn't know what exactly that was? That, I have been thinking of doing that since our moment in the kitchen, that I was turned on and actually still am now that I kissed her and got to feel what her lips taste like again.

"Kristine!" Her voice rose a little, making me shake a bit.

"Dee, I just... I just..." 

Looking at her confused and questioning eyes, I took a deep breath.

Not that I was avoiding her question, my hand slipped through the back of her head and pulled her in for another kiss.

I have no idea what's gotten into me, but I was not letting my head lead my action. I actually was not thinking and just followed what my heart was telling me to do, and that was to kiss her again.

I felt Dee stiffen. I mean, I can't blame her.

But when my lips moved, hers followed. She was still shocked but I guess she is now being carried away as I felt her hand snaked to my waist and pulled me closer.

Our lips moved together, and for a moment, everything felt right. The confusion and the questions seemed to melt away. It was just me and Dee, caught in this unexpected but intense moment.

When we finally broke the kiss for the second time, we were both breathless.

 Dee's eyes searched mine, still filled with questions, but also with something else... Maybe curiosity or a hint of understanding.

"Kristine." she said softly this time, her tone no longer stern but gentle. "What's going on?"

I sighed, trying to find the right words. 

"I-I don't know, Dee. I just... I wanted to..." I sighed again, looked at her plump lips, and looked down, feeling embarrassed maybe?

"I have missed you, and I just... I feel this need to kiss you so I did. I'm- I'm sorry." I told her even though deep inside, I'm not sorry for what I did.

When I lifted up my head, Dee was looking at me intently. I guess this is the first time I saw that look on her face.

She looks so serious and confused at the same time.

"But... Why?" She still asked.

Why?

That word echoed in my head.

Why?

My eyes drifted away from hers, searching for answers in the empty space around us.

 Why did I kiss her? Why couldn't I resist? The questions felt endless and heavy.

"I- I don't know, Dee." I finally said, my voice barely a whisper.

Dee stayed silent, her eyes not leaving my face. 

I could feel her searching for something, some kind of explanation that I wasn't sure I could give.

"I- I need to go, Tine. I can't- I can't be here." 

Everything happened so fast, Dee turned her back, got up from the bed so fast and started to walk to the bathroom. 

My heart dropped. I didn't want her to go, but I also didn't know what to say to make her stay.

When she came out, she was wearing the clothes she was wearing earlier. She grabbed her stuff and didn't even look back when she pulled the door open.

"Dee, wait!" I called after her, my voice trembling.

Dee turned around slowly, her eyes searching mine. There was a mix of pain and confusion in her gaze, and it broke my heart to see it.

When I didn't say anything else, she turned her back again and left me.

Deena...

The door closed softly behind her, leaving me feeling empty and confused. The room felt colder without her presence, and the silence was deafening.

I sank down onto the bed, my mind racing. 

What had just happened? Why couldn't I control myself? Why did I do that?

Hours passed, but sleep wouldn't come. My thoughts were stuck on Dee, on the look in her eyes as she walked away. 

I replayed our kiss over and over, wondering what it all meant.

Why can't I figure this out? 

*****

The next morning, I woke up feeling exhausted and unsure of what to do next. 

I wanted to talk to Dee, to explain myself better even though I didn't know how, but would she like to even see me after last night?

I picked up my phone and stared at her name in my contacts. Should I call her? Text her? I didn't want to push her further away, but I couldn't just let things end like this.

Taking a deep breath, I dialed her number.

One, two, three rings, nothing.

It rang continuously, but still nothing.

Not wanting to push it more, I hung up.

I just hope she'll be in the office today.

Quickly, I arranged myself a coffee, took a bath, and got dressed.

In no time, I was already on my way to the office, praying Dee would show up today.

The office was buzzing with the usual morning activity, but I could barely focus on anything else. 

I headed straight to my desk, looked at Deena's office which was still had it's light off. 

I tried to act normal, but my thoughts were a mess.

Minutes felt like hours as I waited.

Finally, I heard heels clacking in our office hallway, gathering all my courage, I stood up and slowly walked to my door.

As soon as I opened it, Dee was approaching hers.

We locked eyes for a couple of seconds before I noticed Sabrina following her.

"Dee, can we..."

"We have an early meeting." She cut me off, her voice was guarded, but not unkind.

She didn't let me speak again, she opened her door and followed Sabrina who was smirking at me devilishly.

Fucking bitch!

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