When She Kisses Me (LESBIAN)

When She Kisses Me

Jennifer Dorogi.

The cold prickled at my neck, leaving goose bumps in it wake. I suppressed a yawn and snuggled closer to the park bench, my phone read 12:01. She was late, god I hated her. Wait, no I didn't, I loved her. That's why I was here in the first place, waiting alone in a deserted park after midnight for her. I was hopelessly in love. 

I thought about texting her, or better yet leaving, when suddenly I heard a noise. Then some clumsy steps, it was Cherie, and she was drunk. I was too worried to be pissed, I ran over, catching her before she fell.  

"Oh, hey! What're you doing here Jen?" She slurred.  

"What am I doing? You fucking called me to meet up with you here twenty minutes ago!" I yelled back. But it was pointless; she was too smashed to understand. "Here," I said a little softer, "I'll give you a piggyback ride back to my dorm; no way can you get home like this." She gave a small nod and I helped her awkwardly onto my back, her arms going around my neck. "Jesus, you're heavy," I groaned under her weight and took a few uneasy steps forward. 

"Shut up," she slurred. 

I went down the empty sidewalk, and barely managed to make the two blocks back to my dorm. Her long brown hair went into my face, and I could feel her soft snores on the back of my neck. My heart was thumping loudly, I wondered if she could feel it. I realized I could feel her boobs pressing against my back. Shit, dirty thoughts, dirty thoughts.  

I managed to get inside my dorm building and then realized the elevator was broken. "Fuuuuck," I growled.  

Just then Kate walked in, her smile faded when she saw Cherie. Kate was my roommate, she was stunning and I could barely talk in front of her when we first met. She had long, wavy dirty blond hair, pouty lips and a body any fitness fanatic would kill for. But we soon became best friends; in fact she was the one who helped me come out of the closet. Well she literally dragged me out. She was bi herself, but currently had a boyfriend, anyways nothing could happen between us, we were too good of friends.  

"Great, what happened now?" Kate said helping me take Cherie up the stairs. 

"I dunno," I muttered back. "We were supposed to meet at the park and she showed up drunk, and then kinda passed out so I brought her back here. Is that cool?" 

"Yeah," Kate gave me a knowing, sideways look. "You know Jen," she began, "it's pretty obvious that you're crushing on her." 

"W-what?" I stammered, nearly dropping Cherie. We had reached our apartment and were dragging her into my room. Kate sat back on my bean bag. 

"I'm only saying this as your best friend but you have to stop picking up after her." 

"Wait- what? Where the hell is this coming from? And she passed out; did you just want me to leave her there?" I responded angrily.  

"You know what I mean, I think she knows you like her and she's playing with your feelings... she's taking advantage of you, Jen." 

"Yeah, fuck that Kate. We're just friends."  

"Whatever," Kate said, "I'm going to bed." I saw a wounded look on her face as she left.  

I thought about going after her but it was late, I'll make up with her tomorrow, I promised myself. I jumped in the shower letting the warm water rinse the stench of alcohol of me. I toweled myself dry and put on a t-shirt of my favorite band and some boy shorts. I stared into the mirror; I had below shoulder length black hair and big brown eyes. I had to admit I was hot, I could get any girl I wanted, maybe Kate was right, maybe I should get over Cherie. "It's not like anything would happen."  

When I went back to the room Cherie was peacefully snoring away in my bed. I walked over to where she lay. She was gorgeous. Her soft brown hair went down to her back. Her full lips were parted and I felt like kissing them. No, that would be like lesbian rape or something. I lay down next to her and turned away, facing the wall. I couldn't sleep, not with her next to be. I turned around and propped myself up on my arm. She looked so serene, I found myself inches from her face. I leaned in and kissed her, a quick peck that was it, no tongue.  

SHIT, what did I just do? I fucking kissed her. Oh my god, I kissed her. I smiled, Wait- no, so not a good. I took advantage of her. 

I groaned, turning over again and closed my eyes.  

Before I knew it I was sound asleep having a wet dream of Cherie. I could almost feel her hands tugging at my boy shirts, slipping up my shirt, her sweet breath on my lips, a wet, passionate kiss. It all felt so real, I opened my eyes only to find Cherie on top of me. 

"You awake already sleepy head?" She smirked.