Is that all this is? WIP

Genesis

Closing the door gently behind me I took off my coat and slung it over a nearby chair. Jess had never looked more awkward before in her life, fidgeting with her hands, keeping her coat zipped fully up and staring down at her feet as she followed me inside. A shadow of her energetic former self. From her eyes you could see huge bags from a lack of sleep. The slouched position showed her lack of energy but her lack of words confirmed it. Silence was not something I had come to expect of her.

Carefully I pulled out two glasses from my cupboard "you can go sit down" I told her "I'll get us some drinks and you can put a DVD in or something." Hearing a tiny noise of approval I watched as she shuffled off to the front room. Pouring us both a glass of orange juice I went to carry them in and realised she'd gone up the stairs. She'd gone up to my room.

As I walked up the stairs I thought back on what brought me here. Why my normally cheerful friend was locking herself behind her awkwardness... or at least battling with it.

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"I just broke up with my boyfriend."

This was the fifth time this year I heard Jess say this and it was only March. Sighing I poured out a glass of orange juice for her and set it down on the table "why did you break up with this one then?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"He wasn't the one for me." This was her generic answer that I'd heard once too many times. "So I've come around for you to cheer me up." She smiled as I became a little concerned, she'd never needed cheering up before.

"Do you feel bad about it?" Jess never normally felt bad about breakups but normally she just mentioned it in conversation. Today Jess had invited herself round to my house to talk about it. This felt different.

"Dumping him, no I'm not sad that I'm not with him anymore... he wasn't what I wanted" she replied, her tone suggesting some other reason.

"So what do you feel bad about then?" Smiling she picked up her glass and went over to the front room door, winking at me she went inside.

Sighing I picked up my glass and followed her in, knowing she was in one of her funny moods. Was she using that to hide whatever was bothering her?

As I entered the room I saw an already empty glass on the coffee table and Jess brushing her hair with her signature pink brush. Little sparkly gems adorned the handle and in her other hand was the mirror that came with the set. She'd had that since we were kids.
"Like my hair?" Jess asked as I sat down next to her.
"It's really nice" I replied honestly, I remembered the last time I'd lied and pretended that her hair was just 'ok'. Rules to live by: don't lie to childhood friends as they will catch you. Just remembering how much I inflated her ego that day gave me chills.
"But forget your hair, you're trying to distract from what's bothering you."
"Am not."
"Are too."
We both laughed and I let the tension fade from my body, relaxing completely against my heavenly leather couch.
"Just tell me already, I wanna help."
"Promise?"
Sitting up again I realised I homing in on the issue "When have I ever needed to promise before?"
"Just promise me you'll..."
"I promise, if it helps I'll always promise and you know..."
Making a sound less surprised than I was I felt Jess aggressively smash her lips into mine, the shock almost making me jump away. Scooting closer to me she let the kiss grow softer as her hands found mine. Her shining blue eyes staring directly into mine, hers conveying beauty whilst mine were just radiating confusion. Pulling away as suddenly as it began she sat back with a sweet smile capturing her pink lips, mine barely managing to keep in a Huh!?

Embarrassed, surprised and a little bit... excited I sat as still as a statue. My eyes instantly darted away from her face as I felt my heart pounding in my chest. Her hand was still entwined with mine and as I went to move it I felt her shaking a little bit. My eyes trailed from her hands along her up to her face and I realised she seemed to be the same as me. Embarrassed, maybe not surprised but, she was definitely embarrassed.