Just One Kiss (Lesbian Story) - Completed

Chapter 5

I stared at him dumbfounded. Did he really ask what the hell I was talking about? Is he still pretending as if he is innocent even after I calledout on his bullshit?

"Seriously, what are you talking about?, he asked again.Yes. That cruel, double-faced, heartless, son of a conniving bitch still does. Don't these people ever get sick of the same crap they throw? I've taken everything they have tossed my way; Insults, gestures, catcalls, yells, talks, whispers and what not.

I narrow my eyes at him. I have taken enough. I have no more tears to spare and I don't want to weep over a lost cause either. "Haven't you people had enough already? What more do you want form me anyway?" , I ask tiredly. "There is nothing else you can do to me? Is this some form of torture too? Preventing me from having the only freedom I can have by killing myself? Is that your last game plan?" I am revolted by this thought? Could they really be this twisted?

"Look, I really have no idea what you're talking about", he says softly as if talking to an injured. He has his hands up as if in surrender. I don't trust his gesture, . I have no reason to give this stranger a chance, but something about his face seemed genuine. I am not sure what, but Idecide to give him a chance to explain him before reacting.

When he realized that I am not going to start yelling at him again, he marginally relaxes. " I am new to this town. We only came here a couple of days back. My house is just a few miles from here. I was walking around to get familiar with the place since I am starting school here the following week, when I saw you. First I thought you were just admiring the view, and then I realized, you were standing too close to the edge. I ran as fast as I could. And I am glad, no matter what you say, that I stopped you from...you know."  He looked away. I look at him bewildered. How was I supposed to know he wasn't lying?

As if sensing my reluctance and confusion, he quickly says "I swear an all that is holy, what I say is the truth. I really don't know who youare and why you assumed I hate you."

I stare at him. I am currently not the best judge of character. Seriously, look at me. I am here only because I trusted the wrong person. But, like I said, there was something his face that showed kindness and actual genuineness. His blue eyes were wide with anticipation or appraisal, I am not sure.  And what have I got to lose anyway?

I look at him straight in the eye and say "I am sorry". I know the importance of sorry. If any one of those low-lives had apologized, my situation would have been so much better and honestly, a little 'sorry' was not going to hurt anybody. Nobody is going to lose or gain any dignity. It only shows all are human and all are prone to mistakes. And in my opinion, by taking the initiative to apologize, you become the better person.

"I am sorry I assumed....." no need to tell him anything. Give it a few days and he would come to know. "Assumed a lot of things", I say shaking my head. I moved to get up.

He followed me. Now that we were both standing, I could clearly see that the guy was tall. He was easily a foot taller than I was. He was lanky, in a good way.

I wanted to get away. I was undecided on whether to consider this a good or a bad thing. When I looked up to tell him goodbye so I can make my run, he had a hesitant look that only made me want to get away faster. I hada feeling as to what was coming and did not want to face it.

The poor guy's hesitant face was now downright uncomfortable.He was squirming. "Uh...if you don't mind,...can you tell me what you were talkingabout?"

Yes, I definitely wanted to run.  But I owed him an explanation for all the accusations and yelling he received from me. What was I supposed to tell him?Come to think of it this was the first time I was asked what my problem is. Everybody just came to know and made portrayed me as the ultimate monster from hell. Would actually telling a person about what happened, help? As opposed towhat people assumed happened. I don't even know what people think happened, what Callie had told everybody.

Now that he's asked me, what do I tell, how do I start? Foremost, what the hell was his name?

So, I ask him what his name was. He laughs embarrassed.  "I'm sorry. In the commotion, I totally forgotmy manners. I'm Remy. And you are?"

"I am Sophia". I give him a small nervous smile. Now that, that'sout of the way, I am back to contemplating what to tell him.

I start at the most basic fact. A fact all seem to grasp and understand, and acknowledge to varying degrees." I am a lesbian."