Marissa P.O.V
When I leave Kevin's house, I get in my car and drive home. I see her car in the driveway and sigh heavily. Then my eyes spill over. I sit and cry and think about the time I came out to her and confessed my love. It was freshman year in college and we had been friends for 6 years. I was anxious that whole day. The night before I had been talking to Kevin about what I would say to her. He told me to just tell the truth. I had decided to listen to my kid brother and tell her.
So here I was sitting in her dorm room, ringing up a paper towel and ripping it to pieces.
"You okay Rissa," she said. I loved the velvety way she talked. I loved the way my pet name rolled off her tongue.
"I'm fine," I said nervously.
"Good," Riley said. She smiled and sat next to me.
"So what did you want to tell me?"
"Well, I wanted to tell you something that's really important to me. So don't laugh at me or hate me, okay?"
"I'd never hate you but okay," she said.
"Okay, here we go, "I sigh." I'm gay." Her face is blank. So I continue." and I've loved you for years. I just never told anyone but my parents and I needed to tell you because you're important to me too and I'm in l..." she grabs my face and stares at me for a while. Then she kisses me. When she lets go I'm flushed and smiling.
"I knew you were gay," she said. "Your brother told me. And I knew you loved me. I was going to tell you sooner or later that I loved you too but you beat me to it."
"Really...wait Kevin told you," I said. I would beat that kid up later.
"Yeah he can't keep a secret for shit," she said. She took my hand in hers and laced our fingers together. My heart turned into a puddle.
"So..."I said."what happens now?"
"I don't know," she said." anything can happen."
"Like what, "I said, my heart pounding.
"This," she said coming closer and kissing me again. Her hot lips against mine, her body in my arms. Is this heaven? When she lets go again, I'm grinning like a child in a candy store.
"So are we..." She nods. My first kiss, my first make out, and my first girlfriend. All in one day. All in one memory.
Now I was a washed up 30-year-old mom with a deaf 16-year-old daughter (don't gey me wrong though I loved my daughter no matter what she was like), who everyone seems to think I will turn gay as well. And don't forget the drunk wife. Did I mention the drunk wife?
I get out of my car and go inside. As I suspected Hanna is home and doing homework on the couch. I kiss her forehead and she smiles at me.
"Is your mother home?" I sign.
"No," she signs back.
"Her car is here?" I sign.
"She drove home and then left, " Hanna signs.
"Did you at least have dinner?" I ask, walking into the kitchen and grabbing cheese doodles from the cupboards,"Yes, " she signs when I come back. I tell her when to go to bed and then I walk up the stairs to my room. I plop on my bed and eat my cheese doodles. Usually on a friday night, Riley and I would be out watching a movie or holding each other for hours. When we got Hanna it got hard to do things for ourselves. Riley became distant and cold toward me. I feel tears well in my eyes as I fall asleep.
I wake up to the feeling of a body on mine. I open my eyes and see Riley on top of me. She's drunk and smells like cheap booze.
"Riley what time is it ?"I ask moving her. She moves back and kisses my neck.
"I-I don't know, she says smiling at me. "Wow your so beautiful." My face gets hot.
"Wait no, "I say," where were you?"
"I was with my..."
"Quit kissing my neck," I say.
"Why not, your my wife, she says I try not to seem too happy at the attention I've been craving for so long. She doesn't deserve to do this with me.
"Ril..." I moan. She continues kissing me. Then stops and stares at my face. I hate to admit that I didn't want her to stop.
"I know you were there, she whispers.
"W-what are you talking about?"I ask.
"I saw you leave," she says sighing. "Look I know you hate me right now but please know that it was a mistake. She came onto me and I hadn't touched you in so long that I responded that way..."
"Riley that's not an excuse," I say.
"I know and I'm sorry," she says. "If you want me to leave then I will." I grab her arm and pull her into me. I could be mad at her tomorrow. Right now I needed comfort.
"Just hold me please," I say. She nods and wraps her arms around me. I smile into my pillow. We lay like this for an hour and then I turn over and look at her. Beautiful brown skin, dark brown eyes, and plump pink lips. My wife. My wife. My wife.
"You like what you see," she says. I smile into her breast.
"Yeah, " I say I can feel tears in my eyes again. "Why did you do it?" She's quiet for a minute then she sighs and answers.
"Because I fucked up, " She says, "There's no explanation for what I did. You don't deserve to be treated like this."
"I don't, " I say. " but I can't give you up."
"Please don't," she whispers kissing my forehead. I snuggle closer and let my tears flow. "Are you crying?"
"No, " I lie. She caresses my head.
"Its okay let it out. I'm home now, " she says.
"I know but for how long?"
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