Cape Cod, Summer Five Years Ago
Beyoncé blinked. She was fully aware of the body pressed against hers. What she wasn't aware of was how it had gotten to the point where Kelly was completely naked. She looked under the covers at herself and wondered how exactly Kelly was unclothed while she remained fully so. She racked her brain trying to remember what happened.
The first thing that she remembered was that staying "a few days" had somehow turned into "staying a few weeks." They were well on their 12th day in Cape Cod. How Beyoncé had let it go on for so long, she wasn't sure either. She remembered going into town everyday and exploring the street shops and visiting the pier. She remembered how one time Kelly clambered onto a wall and forgot how to come down. There were also trips to Boston and Cambridge and wandering for hours at a time.
She recalled those event filled days and the quiet nights as they drove back to the house. Kelly was unusually exhausted by the end of the day and would fall asleep in the car. Beyoncé liked the drive home. When they got home, Beyoncé usually gently shook Kelly awake and the brown-eyed girl would mumble something incoherent, march upstairs and fall asleep curled up on Beyoncé.
But somehow the night previous was different. She tried to remember what had happened but only hazy images came to mind. Ronda and Carmen had gone off to a friend's baby shower, leaving the two girls to themselves for a night. Like good teenagers, they snuck into the liquor cabinet and stole two bottles of wine.
Beyoncé cooked that night but Kelly helped by cutting up vegetables for the side dish. Kelly kept stealing glances over at Beyoncé's concentrated face. While she was doing that, she forgot she was still cutting things and nicked her hand.
"OW!" She yelped. Beyoncé looked over to see Kelly clamping her mouth over the cut.
"Kels!" She exclaimed, putting the lid on the pan and rushing over.
"I'm okay." Kelly reassured, using her other hand to rummage through the drawers looking for bandaids. When she found one, Beyoncé took it and put it on.
"Be careful, okay?" Beyoncé said.
"Do I get a kiss?" Kelly said hopefully.
"I am not rewarding clumsy behavior." Beyoncé retorted, taking over the task of cutting the onion. Kelly smiled. This was definitely something she could get used to. She watched Beyoncé carefully cut the onion into small chunks. The house was empty except for them, they were cooking dinner together and it was almost like they were...
Kelly shook her head and instead wrapped her arms around Beyoncé's waist and pressed herself against her back.
"Kels!" Beyoncé shouted surprised. "Sharp implement!"
"This is nice, isn't it?" Kelly asked.
"What is?"
"This. You cooking, us having the house together. I like it."
"Yeah, yeah. Kels, knife!" Kelly let go. Beyoncé rolled her eyes.
"You've been really touchy-feely lately. Are you hormonal?" Beyoncé demanded. Kelly bit her lip. Her heart pounding and she opened her mouth to say those three words.
"Bey, I..." Suddenly the smell of burning filled the room.
"Shit!" Beyoncé cursed, running over to the fish still sitting in the frying pan. Kelly frowned and sat down at the table. It seemed like the world was conspiring against her. She wasnt sure if she'd ever be able to get the chance again.
