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Tastes like Blackberries

I remember the days when I had my first crush. It was in the countryside, and I would usually cross the rusty fence to get to Dalia's house, I call Dalia Dalli instead. Most of the time we would just meet halfway, or just at the fence, thorny blackberry bushes tangled throughout it.
That one day was so hot, and the blackberries were ripe and ready to pick, me and Dalli talked and picked the little ripe berries, I accidentally pricked my index on the thorns, Dalli bandaged it up. We were best friends forever. "Hey Molly...." She caught my attention. We were picking berries and having fun all day, I didn't realized the sun was setting, until now. The orange rays beamed on her tanned cheeks, her green eyes staring directly at me. "I think, Joey likes me." She said. I was hurt, of course.... But I was curious too.

"Do you like him?" I asked watching the warm breeze away her golden locks of hair, the expression that laid on her face was neutral.
"I don't know." She said, toying with her fingers. I can tell something was on her mind, I always wondered what do couples do? If she did like him and be a couple with Joey.... What would it feel like to be in love? I've never been in love with a boy.... What does kissing feel like? What does kissing taste like?
"What are you thinking Molly?" Dalli snapped me out of my thoughts. I wanted to ask her these questions, I don't know.
"I- don't laugh... Ok.." I mumbled. I held the nearly full basket of black berries in my right hand. I'm so lucky I have the excuse of the heatwave from earlier to blame for my red face!
"I won't." Her voice was serious, and she steadied her gaze on me. I guess it's all right... She is my bestfriend.
"Did you kiss him?" I asked, clenching on the baskets handle.
She hesitated before speaking. I wondered if it was a bad idea to speak my thoughts out so suddenly.
"Yeah." She said. I didn't want to hear a 'yeah' . I actually expected a no. But I shouldn't expect that, but... Thinkin' bout' that Joey Samuels kissing Dalia Chaplin. I didn't like it so much. I felt a bit betrayed.. But I suppressed the feeling and kept talking.
"What did it feel like?" I continued, now looking at the ground. I stared at the dry, dusty earth beneath my boots.
"It felt like a peck on the lips." She replied. I can feel her stare against me, feeling pressured and a little more intrigued and curious I kept going. Good golly, what am I doing?!
"What... Did it taste like?" I pricked the tip of my ring finger while trying to pick another black berry near me.
"Yowch.." I whispered underneath my breath. There was a long pause between us. I didn't dare look into Dalli's eyes. I can feel myself sweating all over.
"Close yer' eyes Molly...." I heard her say, she stepped closer toward me, clutching another basket of blackberries in her left hand.
"W-wh-"
"Just close em and lift your chin a bit.." She cut me off. I did what she ordered me to do, closing my eyes and lifting my chin, I was reluctant to actually lift my chin, scared to what she would do to me. I felt her fingers touch my face, encouraging me to lean closer. Then a sweet scent of lilies eluded my breathing. I can feel her gentle hand squeeze the bicep of my arm.
"Mmn." I was nervous and kinda let out a quick sound of my nervous voice. I kept my eyes shut. It felt nice, the gentle pressures she pressed against my lips, the quick beating in my chest. It was so surreal. I've always wanted to kiss Dalli, but it was in my dreams.
Then I felt something wet enter my mouth. Is this her tongue?! I was in a bit of shock, but calmed down as she wrapped her arms around my waist, the color on my face wasn't as calm though. I let her in, let her explore. I could taste the sweetness in the kiss, and the warmth of the setting sun behind us.
This was wrong, this was wrong in so many ways, especially living in these southern states. But it all felt right, it felt too perfect. So wrong it's actually all right.
She finally parted from the kiss, letting me breath heavily. She smiled a warm gentle smile, I want to cuddle up with her by the evening fires... But ain't it weird?
"Blackberries.." I whispered. She looked at me confused. I smiled at her confusion. "It's tastes like blackberries." I said, she just stared at me before giving me a giggle and smiled. "Heh. Yeah, it does." She grinned.
I was fourteen during this incident two years ago. Dalli started dating that Joey boy after a week later, that was the last good memory I had with her. I was angry that she started dating Joey, I was too hurt to talk to her. Now I'm sitting here on the roof of my new best friends house, his names Randy, he's pretty much an underdog, people be bullying him since he was a tot. His parents died of an accident, plus he was black. I had nothing wrong with him being black, but with all the other racist bastards around this poor fellow, it must be tough.
"I'm inviting some friends over." He said. I nodded, too lazy to get up from the most comfortable spot on earth. Randy has a girlfriend, but I ain't jealous, I don't even like boys anyway. He accepted that part of me, and I accepted him, my parents hated me because of it.
I laid on the roof, strumming on my guitar, playing Elvis Presley's 'can't help falling in love'.
"Wise men say~" I hummed
"Only fools, Rush in"
"Oh, but I can't help.. Falling in in love.. With you."
"Shall I stay? Would it be.. a sin? Oh."
"I can't help falling in love.. With you~" I softly sang, strumming the chords and listening to the lovely tune that I let out.
"Nice cover." I heard a familiar voice behind me. I felt my face heat up because I didn't know that person was listening to me. I didn't answer back, I just stayed still.
"Still ain't gonna talk to me?" She sighed, I can hear the light steps she took towards me, my back faced her.
"You're voice is lovely Molly, sing again?" She sat next to me, I avoided her eyes at all costs. She sighed sadly again. Then I heard her sing another part of the song.
"Like a river flows~ surely to the sea~"
"Darling so it goes, some things... Are meant... To be~"
Her voice was beautiful, so calm and gentle. I gave up and strummed some more chords.
"So~ take my hand" she sang "and take my... Whole life too.." She paused to let me sing.
"Cause I can't help... Falling in love..." I stopped but she finished my sentence.
"With you~<3"
I turned to look at her, at my side. Her eyes, pleading me to look at her, only her.
"Molly.." Her voice cracked. I felt a drip down my chin am I crying? I can feel my nose get stuffy and my sharp intakes of breath come out uncontrollably. Dalli wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me tight. I was hiccuping into her chest, her beating heart soothing me.
"I was hurt..." I murmured. I felt more tears roll in, she only hugged me tighter.
"I'm sorry." She pressed the side of her face on the top of my head.
"Why did you date him when you didn't like him?" I kept asking
"Cause my daddy made me.."
"Are you still with Joey?"
"... No we broke up last year"
She kissed my forehead. I felt another emotional wave take me again. She separated our embrace so we could see eachother eye to eye. I wanted to kiss her again, I noticed a basket next to her, I trailed my gaze towards the basket covered by a cloth, her green eyes followed. I looked back up at Dalli for an explanation, she smiled.
"Close your eyes." She said. I did as instructed. Then I felt her press something sweet between my lips, it was sweet and juicy, a fruit. Then I felt the warmth of her lips kiss me, exploring the same way as before, never letting go of my waist. When we finally parted, she giggled and I looked at her confusingly.
"Tastes like blackberries." She smiled.
"It sure does." I said, pulling her in for another kiss.
End of Oneshot
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