Careful [lesbian story]

Chapter Sixteen

I woke to bright sunlight pouring through the window and turned over to see G staring at me from her bed.
I gave her a confused look and last night's activities came flowing back in. I immediately felt a lot of regret.
"Well?" G said, expectantly.
I sighed, "I don't know how secure part three was,"

I conjured up how I was going to do it very fast, picked up the paint and tape and everything else I needed without hardly thinking about it and just did it. Sure, I thought about the good it could do but ultimately I felt embarrassed.

"What was part 3?" The red haired girl asked.
"I painted her walls," I said, tossing an arm over my eyes.
"That's it?" She asked, confused.
I removed my arm, "I possibly contacted all her hookups and got them to explain how she hurt them and wrote what they said on her wall, covered it in tape, painted over them and wrote 'peel me' so she'd see,"
She stared at me.
I groaned and got up, walking to the counter, starting the coffee maker.
G continued to stare.
"Taryn," she said to me.
I looked at her.
"You're not serious," she stated.
I bit my lip.
"Taryn," she said once more.
"Look, I was buzzed and I thought of it very fast and Camden was there to help. It all sorta fell into place," I shrugged.
"What's going to happen?" She asked.
"I have no idea," I said, grabbing my coffee and adding cream and sugar.
She opened her mouth to speak again when the door opened.
I looked up towards the opening in the wall when I felt a sharp pain spread throughout the left side of my face.
I gasped, and looked up at the offender and felt immediate guilt.
She had been crying and my eyes glistened from the pain but I choked the tears back because I had no right to cry right now.
Her face contorted and both of her hands raised in the air. I flinched, scared of another hit that I truthfully deserved, but she did something else.
Her hands roughly grabbed the sides of my face and she pulled me in for a kiss.
My eyes widened but I kissed back.
Her lips were as soft as ever and slightly salty from her tears. She traced her tongue along my bottom lip and I allowed her entrance as I succumbed to all her power. Her tongue ran over mine, and her lips moved at just the right speed, I thought there was no way I was keeping up.
After a few moments G cleared her throat and Ren pulled away.
I looked at her and began to speak "I'm sor-"
"Don't," she said as she turned back to the door.
She reached for the knob and turned around to look at me one more time and then walked out.

Then G spoke, "What the hell just happened?"

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The next few days were hell. Ren wouldn't look at me, much less talk to me. She started sitting up front in trig. Even people that I didn't know, noticed how different she was.

Have I ruined everything? What if she's completely done, maybe she's just mad at me.

I sigh and try to focus on whatever my professor was teaching but I couldn't concentrate to save my life.
Quickly, the class ended and I made my way back to my dorm like usual when I saw Camden.
I walked over to him. He saw me and adjusted, I smiled a weak smile when I reached him.
"We fucked up," I said.
He looked at me sympathetically, "let's go,"
We walked to our usual spot to smoke, which is also where I kept the supplies that I used just a few nights ago.
I took out the pack I picked up and lit one, I held out the carton of cigarettes to him and raised my eyebrows, asking if he wanted one. He laughed and took a cigarette.
"It's about time," he joked.
I laughed weakly.
I took in a quick drag of the hot smoke and let it sit before blowing it back out.
"She's trying," he said.
I looked over at him confused, "what?"
"She's trying, I know she is." He said, as if he hadn't talk to her, but he just knew.
"Oh," I muttered.
He looked at me confused, but I didn't say anything else.
Truthfully I was glad she was "trying" but I wanted her to try with me. I wanted Ren to be mine, I finally came to terms with it and she's slipping away. Like sand between my fingers. I crave her. I don't know what's happened to me but I need her, and she doesn't even know it.
My thoughts were interrupted by Camden.
"Uh, Taryn?" He asked.
I looked over to him.
"You're crying," he said.
I wiped my cheeks and sniffled. I didn't realize.
"What's going on Taryn?" He asked.
"Nothing, nothing," I assured him.
I took one more drag and then rubbed the end into a tree.
I pulled my jacket tighter around me as I breathed in the cold December air.
"I'm going to head back to the dorm," I said.
"Okay," he said back, "but Taryn, it's going to be alright,"
"Yeah, I know,"