𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒢𝑒𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗SIXTEEN ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

!Few weeks later!

Y/n's POV

It's been a few weeks since the whole Shane thing, and he was officially behind bars, hopefully rotting in prison to his inevitable death. Me and Regina were doing, ok..?

We made out in bathrooms, janitors closets, supply rooms, and even sometimes on the weekends when my mom wasn't home. And come to think of it, we never do anything else. We just make out? I can't even recall the last actual conversation we had.

But it's fine! It's a random Sunday night and my mom isn't home so like any sane person should, I texted Regina. She was going to be here soon anyway, I could try and talk to her then.

I hear a knock at the door and rush to go open it. The blonde smiles when she sees me. "Hey." She grins, I gesture for her to come inside. "Hey, come in."

We walk up to my bedroom as I plop myself onto my bed, Regina does the same, climbing on top of me. She practically pins me to the bed, kissing me deeply.

"God you're so hot." She mumbled against my lips, biting down on my bottom lip softly making me let out a soft gasp.

Our tongues fight for dominance, but Regina, as always, wins. Her tongue explores my mouth, as I sit up a bit so Regina is fully in my lap.

There goes actually talking.

When we finally pull away. She looks at me and smiles, and god that smile alone can make me fold. She gets off of me for a second to catch her breath. "So, how are you..?" I ask, trying to start a conversation. "Good, you?" She replies climbing back on top of me. "I'm alright, I've just been-" she cuts me off as her lips slam into mine once more.

I slightly push her off of me, making her pull away. "As much as I love making out with you, can we like have an actual conversation? No one's around, we can talk you know." I tell her, she slowly nods, and fully gets off of me.

"So what do you wanna talk about?" Regina asks awkwardly. "Tell me about yourself, I don't know."

"Well uhm, my birthday is January 10, my favorite color is pink, I like burgers, but not with cheese, and I think my parents are getting a divorce." She states, I look at her in shock. "That's all about me!" She smiles sarcastically.

"Your uhm, parents are getting a divorce?" I ask, she nods. "Yeah, they fight a lot so it's about time."

"And you're ok with that?" I question, her unbothered demeanor falls for a second before returning back to normal. "Oh yeah I'm fine, perfectly fine, I couldn't care less."

"Are you sure?" I ask once more. She shoots me an annoyed look. "Can you just drop it Y/n?!" I shrink in my spot and nod. "Yeah...sorry."

She sighs and starts to get up. "Where are you going?"

"I'm leaving, I'm going to Gretchen's house."

"See you Monday?"

"Sure."

Authors Note!

The lesbians aren't happy :(

Vote comment and share bc I'm sick I don't have a gf I can't drive everyone at my school sucks and I spend most of my time on Wattpad??? What the fuckkkk

Xoxo,
Kayla