GirlxGirl Short Stories(gxg lesbian)

Savior, Who?

I Don't know how it happened. I just know someone, not ordinary, is doing it. Whatever/Whoever is it, I will be so much thankful about it. But it's starting to freak me out. 

Couz things happened, but I don't know who was that person that is helping me in a  way. A stalker? Nah, they just couldn't do that easily. A vampire? I pretty much don't believe at them. Ghost? I don't think so.

So if that person wasn't planning to show whoever he/she is, then I should probably make the move. Maybe I have to convince whoever that is, to show himself/herself to me couz I'm beyond curios about it.

The reason? I don't even know. I just know that I should see him/her. I feel like I need to. I had to.

Maybe because of the curiousness that I have. Couz duh, whoever/whatever is doing that wasn't exactly normal. How could they even know what will happened? Unless they are the one who's planning it to. I wish not.

Couz this is not a funny joke for me. I'll take it seriously as I can.

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My name is Ice Fee. Pretty weird name, huh. Oh and no, I wasn't a boy. :P. I'm 18. I have this curly black hair and brown eyes with tan skin. I live with my mom. My father left us when I was young and had new family. Anyway, weird things happened to me, 15 days before my 19 birthday. It started of like this.........          

June 30

I heard the door bell rang twice now. My mom probably didn't hear it. I was going to this party, so I'm pretty much busy preparing.

"Mom! There's someone on the door!" But unfortunately, I got no answer.

I groan but put the make-up kit aside then stand up and went to that fucking door.

"Yes--" I cut myself off when I saw no one. Seriously? I wasn't on the mood for this. But then I saw something on the floor, and guess what?

A pepper spray. What was I suppose to do with this?

I just place it in the kitchen table, my mom probably needs it. I went to my room again and was ready to go.

The party was actually pretty cool. My friend have been here by my side. But they're all drunk right now. I decided to go to the bathroom alone.

I just finished my business and went out of the cubicle when a very drunk girl, in my age but a really big one, was there. She was swaying dangerously but I don't care. I don't want to deal with drunk people.

"Hey miss, not having so much fun?" The drunk girl ask me.

"No, actually I'm having fun."

"We can have more fun by ourselves." She said then trap me on the wall, her hands between my face.

She try to lean in but I look away. Then eeww.

She's licking my cheek.

"Back off." I said angrily. How dare she do that?

"Or what? You can't do anything baby."

I scream. But guess no one could hear me. Music is booming outside.

Her eyes widen. And the next thing I know, she passed out. 

I sigh in relief. I wanted to help her. I want to put her somewhere clean. But I didn't. She might wake up again. And I can't deal with that.