I sit down on my bed. I feel a slight loss. I do feel bad that I did that to her, but in a way she deserved it. All the things she hid from me, her boyfriend, her kids, even the secret she never confessed, all of that. It was absolutely horrific that she did that to me. I understand every body has secrets but the ones she kept were too much.
I mean, Brittany was the first girl I have ever been with. And I decide to move her in my home? Throw away my things? And do such slutty things in front of a camera for the whole world to see? What have I turned into?
Recently my mind has been swarmed in a dark abyss of taunting and horrifying thoughts. I knew I hadn't been the same since my breakup with my ex boyfriend, but this was on a whole new level. I felt myself starting to fall, and I didn't have the strength to pick myself back up.
So I sit on my bed and I realize I have yet talked to Lila since the night I met Brittany. I pick up my phone and call her.
"Hello?" She asks.
"Hey Lila. Its Jasmine."
"Where have you been? I tried calling, texting, Snapchatting you, and you just left me on read. You disappeared that night and I didn't hear from you, what the hell happened Jazz?
"I've just been around, I know I haven't responded, there's been a lot going on. I had a bit of an experiment." I explained.
"Ooooh!!! Give me all the details!!" She practically screams in my ear.
"I ran off with this girl. This smoking hot girl. And things got a little hot and heavy and we hooked up. She was my girlfriend, then she moved in an-" Lila cut me off.
"Wait. You moved this chick into your house? And whoa. Since when are you into girls?"
"It was just an experiment. And I was lonely after he broke up with me. And..." I pause. "I just wanted a little fun." I say, I'm starting to regret calling Lila.
"Jazz it's okay. We all go through this at one time or another." She tells me. Her voice soft and loving.
"But I don't feel like its a phase. I feel like its a for real thing." I start crying for the second time in one day.
"Oh sweetie. Baby. It is just a phase. You'll get through this one way or another. I'm by your side..." she says, then she adds "but bitch if you try to make out with me I'll cut your skinny ass."
"Yea yea. Bitch I got you. But we both know if we were to fight, I would SO whoop your ass."
"EXCUSE ME BITCH?" She yells. I know she's just joking.
"YEA BITCH. TAKE ON MORE STEP AND I. WILL. CUT. YOU." I scream back.
"OH YEA? YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT THIS?!" Then I hear her goofy laugh. I start cracking up with her.
"Bitch. You funny." I say through giggles.
"Yea yea. So you free right now?" She asks.
"Yea. I guess. I just gotta change. Why?"
"I'm about to go to Starbucks and I wanted to know if you wanted me to bring some over and we could hang for a bit." She tells me. I hear her car start in the background, and I smiled at the thought of seeing my best friend again, just like old times.
"Sounds awesome. I want a va-" I don't even finish my sentence before she cuts me off.
"Vanilla bean frappuccino with extra whip cream, two shots of expresso. Large. I know. Do you know what I like?" She questions me as if we haven't been friends since we were in kindergarten.
"Medium Mocha Cookie Crumble. Just a hint of vanilla topping. Extra cookie. I got you." I say. I smirk under my breath.
"Damn. I gotta go. I'll get our drinks and I'll be over soon."
"'K. The doors opens." I say even though she has a key.
"Per usual. See you." Then she hangs up.
I stand up and look at my closet. I pull on light pink sundress and a pair of white sandal wedges. I put my hair into a bun and dab on some lip gloss and a swipe or two of mascara. I add a little blush to brighten my cheeks then I walk down my stairs.
I hear the door open. "Are you a robber?" I call out.
"Yes and I have Starbucks and I would like to discuss your decisions in furniture." Lila yells. She walks in the kitchen. "What happened to all of your shit?" She asks as she hands me my Vanilla Bean Frappuccino.
"That girl I was tellin you about? She kinda had me sell half my stuff and she moved her shit in here." I take a sip, smiling at the diabetes in a cup.
"Damn. That sucks." Lila states the obvious.
"Yea but I got some cool shit out of it." I say.
"Yea that's always a good thing."
"Wanna go to the pool?" I ask.
"You have one right outside in your backyard." Lila says.
"Yes. And I was asking if you wanted to swim with me." I say, a bit of annoyance leaks through but Lila knows I'm joking.
"Yea. You got an extra swim suit?" She asks me.
"Yep. I've got two extras. Blue or purple?" I question her as I walk up my stairs.
"Blue. Which one do you have?" She asks me as she follows me up the stairs to my room. I rummage through my drawer until I find the blue swim suit.
"I got a new black bikini. Wanna see it?" I ask.
"Well duh." She slips off her shirt and I watch her. My mouth starts to water.
"Remember what I said. No hitting on me." She warns me. Her voice is serious but her face is joking.
"I....uh.....whatevs." I take off my dress and unclip my bra. I put on my bikini top. I ask her to tie the part around my ribs for me. The bikini is so small that it squishes my boobs together and they almost fall out. It barely covers my nipples.
I take off my underwear and replace them with the bikini bottoms. I remember my bikini bottom theory and I think of Brittany. I shake it off and tie the strings on the hips.
Lila looks at me in awe and I blush. "You look amazing." She tells me. She has already changed into the blue swimsuit and she looks sexy as ever.
I gawk at her amazing body I've never noticed before.
"Wow....." I say. Lila smiles.
"So this whole....lesbian thing? It's not a phase?" She asks. She takes a step towards me.
"I don't think so. I mean....it doesn't seem like it." I half whisper.
"Well then...." she walks down the stairs and out the back door. I follow her and watch her jump in. "I guess we are going to have to prove it." She says once her head pops back up above the water.
"What?" I'm not quite sure where she is going with this.
"I'll show you how real women do it." She pulls me in the water. She grabs my hips and pulls me close to her now that our wet bodies are touching.
"Lila are you sure?" I ask, trembling.
"A little girl on girl action never hurts a friendship."
"Alright...." she pulls me in and kisses my lips. Her lips come away from mine and they explore down to my neck.
It's on and I'm not stopping until I can't walk.
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The Rainbow Effect
Storie d'amoreJasmine is just like any other girl, well, besides all the childhood trauma. Her dad left her when she was young, and her mother passed at an early age. She spends most of her life being a total control freak, with little to no room for fun. But aft...