Bullied (A Lesbian Story)

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              I wake up to my head pounding and my heart slowing down. I drank my sorrows with wine, budweiser, bud light and a medium bottle of Grey Goose. 'Aaww fuck' I think. 'Kezzin is gonna be mad at me.' I actually cried myself to sleep last night because I held a lot of shudda cudda wouldas and I was too scared to attempt any of them. So I cried, drank, cried some more. I looked at my phone and saw that Acadia had texted me:

Hey I called u 15 times. What happened? are u ok? please text me as soon as I can.

I decide to call her and let her know I'm fine. The phone doesn't even get to ring and she picks up.

"Revette you ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Geez hun were you up waiting for me to call?" Silence on the other end.

"..Yeah"

"Acadia hun go catch up on sleep. I'm fine. Thank you by the way."

"Revette can I come over?" she mumbles. I look at the clock. It's 10:34 a.m.

"Hun, no. You need sleep."

"I CAN'T SLEEP! shit hun, just please let me come over." I cringe a little when she yells and I want to tell her no but I think about all the times I called her over to hold me when my mom dies.

"Sure love." The phone hangs up. Almost 5 minutes later while I'm brushing my teeth, I hear my doorbell ring. 'Hold up, was she waiting outside me?' I race to open the door. Acadia's standing there, her hair is in a ponytail and she's wearing a plain black shirt, jeans and black boots. She's wearing all black.

"Hun what's wrong? Did someone die?" I ask. I also notice her eyes are slightly swollen. She just stares at me and I invite her in. She walks to my room and starts taking her clothes off. She's down to her sports bra and boxers and she crawls into my bed. I can't help but notice how cute her stomach is. It's like she works out but not hard enough to have abs. I finish brushing my teeth and I go to join her in my bed. She smells like sweet mint and I can't help but feel my body get hot. We watch spongebob together and a vomit reaction comes out of no where. I run to the bathroom and throw up so hard my stomach aches after I'm done. I feel Acadia behind me rubbing my back. Then she yanks my head up and I see her face is completedly pissed.

"Revette, what the fuck? All I smell is old alcohol in this vomit. How much did you have to drink last night?" I peer into her angry and beautiful eyes and tears form. God, I'm so weak and I cry too much for my own good.

"Don't you dare cry. How many did you have?" I wipe my tears away and focus.

"I had like 3 cups of wine, two beers and a whole bottle of grey goose. But I ate between each drink which is probably why I haven't completely passed out for the day."

"Revette you don't make any fucking sense sometimes." She picks me up which surprises me because I never knew she was that strong. She takes me to my bed and leaves. When she comes back she's holding apple juice.

"Your stomach just needs time." She sits next to me and hands me the juice. "Sip it." I sip some and place it to the side. Then I slide under the covers and watch t.v. Acadia follows me and gets under too. She moves close to me and hugs me from behind. I turn to face her.

"You know, you really have been there through everything for me. I should get you a gift for your kindness and your generosity."

"Don't R. I just like being around you. And hopefully you'll feel that same way."

"I do, A."

"Well you have a funny way of showing it." She looks at me and my lips. She licks her own. I watch her lick her own lips and my body starts to feel funny. She looks up at me.