Just One Kiss (Lesbian Story) - Completed

Chapter 1

My eyes dart to the clock hanging above the wide door. Only five more minutes until this wretched class ends. I try not to think about what will happen once the bell rings. I only look forward to the few seconds of peace I will get, as I collect my things and reach the door. After I step out, well, that is another torture. That's how my life is. A series of torture from the start of the day to the momentary relapses to the normality in between. These few things are the only things that motivate me to wake up everyday instead of curling in bed all day or better yet, end it all. But some days, even those are not enough.

Today was one such day. I look back towards the white board trying to pretend as if I was listening, while the only thing I actually want to do was run away. Run away from this hell hole. Only one thing, more like one person kept me tied here.

I look back towards the white board, trying to pretend as if I was listening, while the only thing I wanted to do was get the hell out of h

Mr Robin looked at me and then shoots me a disgusted glare. I immediately look down at my clasped hands, gritting my teeth. My nail bites into the skin of my palm. I wince slightly. But I welcome the pain. It distracts me from the pain in my heart. You would think, I would have got used to this by now. These disgusted glares, the glares, the innuendos. But no one really realizes, it is not something you get over. You only bury it deep within yourself masking it with a blank look on your face. You show them that you let them get you; they skip and dance all over you.

I take a deep breath and look up again, my face blank. In this last year, I had mastered this face. It is my shelter, my only protection against everything happened to me.

My eyes automatically glance at the slender figure sitting a few seats in front of me. Her auburn hair mesmerizes me. She unconsciously runs her hands through her hair as she takes notes. I smile slightly. She always did that when she was concentrating too much.

I could never hate her. No matter how much I wished I did. it would just make it thousand, no million times better and easy if I could just hate her. But that was something beyond me. Every time I look at her, I would only be reminded of the thousand times she had made me smile, the million times she had warmed my heart, the zillion things we had done together. I could never bring myself to remember the one time she had destroyed me. Destroyed us so very thoroughly and took everything away from me, leaving me like a broken, empty shell. My life had started and ended with Callie Sheldon, the love of my life.