Erica: (The walk back to my apartment seems long, probably because I want to reach home quickly and hopefully continue what I started with this beautiful being holding my hand like it belonged there. Hmm, that seems corny to even think it but it is true, our hands do fit together. Who knew that I, Erica Mena, would ever feel this way about anyone?)
Cyn: (I am trying to engage Erica in conversation but she seems to be in deep thought. What is she thinking about that has her so preoccupied and I'm right here holding her hand? I nudge her) Penny for your thoughts?
Erica: What? (have I zoned out?)
Cyn: What are you thinking about?
Erica: Uhhh, nothing really, why? (if only she knew that pennies are not enough to buy into my impure thoughts of her!)
Cyn: Coz I'm trying to talk to you and you're ignoring me!
Erica: I promise I'm not ignoring you. Just got lost in my thoughts a bit, that's all
Cyn: Thoughts about what? Me?
Erica: Gurl...Please! You ain't that important to take up space in my pretty head (shrugging but smiling)
Cyn: Oh, really? (Lightly punching her arm) You lying and you know it!
Erica: Ouch! That hurt! (rubbing my arm where she hit me although it was more like a playful , harmless punch)
Cyn: Oh yeah, well you deserve it! (I playfully punch her again and take off running)
Erica: Ouch! For what? Come back here! (I see her running ahead of me and follow after her)
Cyn: Nope! For lying! (I shout as I'm running away from her)
Erica: (I laugh as I catch up with her as she is running up the driveway to my house) Are you forgetting I've the key to my house?
Cyn: (I get to the front door panting. My back leans against the door and I fold my arms in front of me for protection) I... ahh... seem to have forgotten that... minor detail... so...
Erica: Oh, you're gonna get it now! (I place my hands on the door on each side of her and trap her)
Cyn: Whoaaa, should I be scared? (as if)
Erica: You should be! (I lean closer to her but cannot get close enough because she has her hands folded in front of her)
Cyn: I... ahh... I don't suppose an apology will work now, will it?
Erica: Probably not. We are way past apologies now... (still leaning close to her, both of us still panting a little)
Cyn: How about... this? (I quickly kiss her before she can fully comprehend. This should do it)
Erica: What? (Before I can figure out how to take my so-called revenge, Cyn kisses me and everything is forgotten. I kiss her back eagerly as I try to put the key in and open the damn door. Didn't this happen before not too long ago when I was with... never mind... I just cannot seem to coordinate well)
Cyn: (As I'm kissing Erica, I hear her struggling to put the key in to open the door and decide to help so as to put my plan in action. There is no way she will take any revenge on me, whatever she is planning... although I must admit I like it when we play kiddish games) Here. Give me the key... (I stop kissing her, take the key from her, turn around, open the door and quickly rush in to get away from her...laughing with excitement) Gottchya!
Erica: Wait, what just happened?! Did I just get tricked? (Confused and I slowly close the door behind me and take steady steps towards her)
Cyn: Yes, you have, sucker! Oh, and I have your key. Now who's the boss, bitch? (as I grin from ear to ear and wave the key in front of me while standing safely behind the couch. I look at her wondering what she will do to me once she catches me)
Erica: Who you calling a bitch? Now you are really gonna get it! You can run but you can't hide! Give me my damn key! (I charge towards Cyn ready to take my revenge. As I'm chasing her around the room, the doorbell rings and we both stop running, look at each other then look at the door) Now, who the f**k is that?
Cyn: (as Erica charges towards me I let out a scream as I run from her because the look on her face is enough to kind off scare me, not knowing what she will do to me. When the doorbell rings I stop and look at Erica with wonder) Looks like I have been saved by the bell, huh?
Erica: Seems like it... but who is... (I really do wonder who is at the door)
Cyn: You expecting anyone?
(Doorbell rings again)
Erica: No! Not that I can remember! (for all I know it could be any one of my previous bed partners, dammit! Why do I bring some of them to my house?)
Cyn: Well, whoever it is, they seem impatient
(Doorbell rings yet again)
Cyn: Uhh, aren't you going to check who is at the door?
(Doorbell rings yet again)
Erica: (Do I have to? I really do not want to, but I know I have to) Of course! I guess I should...
Cyn: (Why is she hesitating to go check who is at the door? Now I am curious but I do sense some hesitation from her. Is it because I'm here?) Do you want me to go open the door?
Erica: NO! Of course not. C'mon Cyn. It's my house! I'll go! (I sure do hope it is not a disgruntled lover who has come to ruin my evening with Cyn)
Cyn: Okay! (As curious as I am to see who is at the door I decide to go take a shower, freshen up and ready myself to meet Erica's guest, if she wants me to) Well, let me leave you to it then! (maybe she wants to deal with whoever is at the door when she is alone. Why though?)
Erica: (Cyn does not look happy as she walks away, but I think she has sensed that I want to see who is at the door without her in the room. God only knows what drama might enfold. How have we gone from her screaming and laughing to her looking sad and maybe feeling she in the way? Damn, whoever is at the door! But, now that she is gone, I look through the door peep hole and see that it is not what I was thinking, but the person on the other side of my door is equally annoying. I quickly open the door...) What the f**k are you doing here?
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Fan Fiction: Erica Mena & Cyn Santana: HERstory
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