Average (Lesbian Story)

Chapter Twelve

        When I woke up Liana was already dressed and ready for school and by the looks of it she was about to leave. I groaned and tried to sit up, but was gently eased back down by Liana.

        "Hey, I thought that you could use some rest so I told Mom and Dad that you were feeling kind of sick last night after dinner and that I took care of you. They know you're in my room, they said that they think that you should stay home and that they are still going on that trip so if you need to go to the doctor your insurance card it in their room on Mom's dresser," She informed me.

        "Alright," I whispered up at her.

        "I love you Samantha," Liana said quietly as she tucked me in, and leaned down to kiss my forehead.

        "I love you too," I slurred as I fell into a deep sleep.

        When I reawakened it was about 9:30, and I was in dyer need of water. My mouth was dry and my tongue like sandpaper. I went down to the kitchen, and quickly filled a cup with ice cold water. I forced myself to sip instead of chug like I so desperately wanted, because I knew that if I did, I would get a stomach ache. After two and a half cups, I went back up stairs, walked into my room, got my laptop and then walked back into Liana's room. I plugged in my charger then laid down on her bed. I logged onto Facebook, and messaged Li, I wanted to bring me Starbucks on her way home, unless she loved me enough to bring it to me during lunch. A few moments later her response popped up on my screen.

        Liana: I guess I could bring it to you during lunch but I'd have to be quick about it.

        Samantha: You could just wait until you're coming home, I don't want to be late or get into a wreck speeding so you are on time.

        Liana: What if I sign out and we can just hang out, and stuff for the rest of the day.

       Samantha: Yeah, okay. That sounds nice.

        I was happy to finally be on good terms with my sister, but I'm nervous about seeing her again. I haven't really had a conversation with her since last night's incidence, and I don't want to talk about it. I mean I guess I talked to her this morning, but I was half asleep, so I don't think it counts. I'm bad at talking to people in general, so when you throw in emotions, then I become even more awkward.

        Liana: See you at about 12:45.

        Samantha: Alright.

        That gives me about two hours and fifteen minutes to figure how I feel and put it into words. I'm obviously not mad, at her, but I'm still upset that, that happened. It's hard for me because I want to avoid it as much as I want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it right now, I just want to relax, I know, I'm not really sick but this has drained me, and I think that I might actually have caught the stomach bug that has been going around. I don't really know what happens after I log off, but I'm ninety-two percent sure I fell asleep again because the next thing I know I'm being woke up by Liana, holding a steaming cup with the Starbucks logo on  the front.

        "Hey, wake up. Sammi, wake up, I have you're coffee," she's whispering gently and slightly shaking me.

        I blinked rapidly and looked up Liana. "Hi," I whispered.

        "Hey, I got you coffee," she smiled sadly.

        "Thanks." I knew that this was going to happen, she was going to feel bad and things were going to get weird. I just want to sleep and eat noodles and sleep some more.