Mornings at Duke's (GirlxGirl)

Romance 101

It's been a week. A week! Emily totally ignored me whenever we had to be next to each other, still does. I tried everything to get her attention but it was no good. She just remained unresponsive and with this stone cold face, not even daring to look me in the eye. It hurt.

No doubt, Taylor and Nicole noticed it. I knew Taylor was craving to ask me what was wrong but she held herself. I think she was afraid to hear the truth.

I... I was a mess. I seriously couldn't sleep since that night, every night her beauty haunting me. She never left my mind. I couldn't even joke, flirt with other's. It felt so wrong. Either they wouldn't get it or it simply wasn't worth it.

And at the same time it perplexed me. Did I really felt more than attraction towards my bestfriend? But I couldn't find an answer to my question. I was not familiar with "feelings."

Did you ever felt like a piece of you was missing when you lost something extremely significant to your life? I felt like I was constantly drowning; my chest hurt and I began to get short panic attacks from time to time. They occurred randomly, not depending on anything specific. Just the tought was enough to drive me to the edge.

And I missed her. I missed her so bad. It was nothing like the time when we fought and didn't talk. Because then, I knew she didn't hate me, I knew she too was willing to make up. But now... she hated me to the guts. She was giving me more then pain. You have no idea how much I wanted her to yell at me, scream, hell punch me if she wanted to but... she didn't. She didn't do anything which was the case. She was ignoring me, not acknowledging me as being forget about friends.

When someone that significant to you ignores you, it hurts worse than any physical pain in the world. It was like she was implying that I wasn't worth of her time, her breath or words. Breaking me away from her life was that easy. However unlike her I couldn't "simply" do that.

I thought about the very beginning. How everything was so simple and good. Life was easy. I thought about the past. One memmory to be exact. When we first met.

It was a chilly Sunday.  We decided to meet early because we had to pick up Taylor's stuff from the old mansion. Lucky enough I didn't have to work at the Duke's on Sundays. When Taylor told me that she was going to finally introduce me to this famous Emily of hers, I might have gotten a little excited. Just a little.

I told Taylor to go to anywhere else beside Duke's because a part of me didn't want to make the girl feel uncomfortable under my co-workers gaze. Horny dogs. No. She had been next to my bestfriend when Taylor needed a friend at most. I had to thank her for that. She did what I couldn't, even if I hadn't had know about the accident.

Of course I just told Taylor it would be "too awkward" at the Duke's.

We went to a cute little coffee shop which I don't remember it's name and began waiting for Emily.

Taylor had told me that she had 2 free hours out of the rehab so it would be nice if I finally get a chance to know her.

"What does she look like?" I remeber asking Taylor while sipping a really, really big coffee. ( I know because I had to pee for hours when i got home.)

"Short jet black hair and brown eyes. She looks fit and tall." She said. Oh she sounded hot, I thought. And the young, pervert me was already excited to meet her.

"Sounds very sexy." I had stated. Taylor scowled me and slapped one of my hands on the table retorting back.

"And very straight."

To that my heart had broken a little. But I had no worries, after all, spaghetti is straight until it gets wet.

"Don't be such a cockblock!" I had said to my bestfriend, acting hurt. She was suppose to back me up, be my wingman! To that she had just rolled her eyes.