Cut the Deck (Lesbian Story)

What! THE TRUTH?

1 MONTH Later

+Nyla

"I think I'm being eaten alive," I grunt out as I slap at my wrist and forearm. I think Miles and Rham and Alex convincing me on a hike was a bad idea. Every time I go somewhere with them, I get bitten.

"You've been complaining since we started," Rham groans out as she stops in her tracks and pulls out a water bottle.

"Because I didn't want to come! You guys pulled me here," I grunt out. I didn't want to come! I don't hike, I don't bungee jump, I don't skydive, I don't tight rope from 50ft in the air, I don't rock climb.

"You've been cooped up in your god damn room for weeks waiting on Deck to come back. Which she's in Los Angeles by the way," Miles adds as he leans onto the stick he found and is using as a cane or whatever.

"I think it's a good thing for her, I mean her girlfriend is miles away and she's adjusting to..." Alex tries but Miles interferes.

"I don't want to hear that, she literally just saw her, she facetimes her basically every minute of the fucking day, trust me--she'll live," he rants on. He's such an asshole. It's seriously been hard for me with Deck being gone, I miss every waking day of her and he bashes me for it. Such an ass!

"I don't need to hear this," I groan out and walk ahead.

"What? THE TRUTH!?" He calls as I escape away from his harshness. I glance down at my phone and it's a call...

"Seriously, you're hiking in the woods?"

"What do you want BJ!" I grunt out, yesterday was torture for me because he wanted me to come to one of his rally's, which I usually attend, but yesterday was a sucky day for me so I cancelled.

"I literally just asked you to come to one of my rally's and you didn't show up but I find you hiking? You're black Ny!" He yells into the phone.

"BJ I swear you need to..."

"What? Pretend like all cultures are diversifying? Get real because theres still people out there who hate our skin color and use a shield or gun to hide it. We're in days where it's not that obvious, it's actually more hidden now," he calls out and I agree with him but it's just...ugh.

"You get a white girlfriend and think..."

"Don't you dare bring her into this," I groan out.

"Whatever!" He calls and with that he hangs up. What is this? He's only 16 years old and derives on this big activist thing. I understand what movements and actions are being taken upon us African Americans, I'm an active activist myself, but it's some people like BJ that takes it to an extreme level of getting their point across.

"You okay?" Rham questions and I nod.

"It's just BJ and his daily antics," I chuckle and she nods. I walk to a clean log and take a seat and Rham does the same.

"He does know I'm white right?" She questions jokingly as she looks at her hands and feet.

"I think he knows," I chuckle.

"I know I need to lay off on the whole Deck thing and I think Miles should too. I know it's extremely hard for you because you two just started a relationship but you have to understand that it's summer Ny and we literally just graduated which means all ties are broken and we're adults now," she rambles on.