Garcia felt like the earth was awakening as the smell of midnight residue burned in the car oil that engulfed Asher's car. Her cheeks blemished due to the penny tears that crinkled in her eyelids, and she kept getting quick glances from her friend and driver, who needed to rush to the hospital as fast as possible. Asher cocked a small smile, seeing Garcia be so persistent on one thing was a rarity, even though she was always hard at work whenever he saw her. She was strong, loyal, and most of all, secretly passionate. He could see the love and insecurity in her eyes, how much she needed validation for how she felt. Asher slipped her a soft whisper, trying his best to ease her nerves.
"You don't have to cry. Even with cancer she had a successful delivery. It's a miracle."
His hand traveled to a cigarette, but he quickly thought with reason and retracted it, now wasn't the best time for a smoke. Garcia had roped him with so much. With his trial, the play, hell he even helped her when her family needed money to keep shop open. Ran into the thunder storm just to go looking for her. Most importantly, he had grown more attached to her, than he had with Amy in a long while. All of this raw emotion and tedious affection came from some place different, some place real. It wasn't about the lust to just have a mobile partner, or a race to see who likes who more. This was a friendship thriving off of the previous distaste they shared mutually, and turning it into the compassion they both so badly accepted.
"You don't understand Asher," she whined, wiping her tears away.
"Month one, day one, I've been by the side of one of my best friends. That baby in her stomach was a shock to everyone, and at first we all hated the idea. We hated that she got herself mixed up with Isaac. And we despised how she wanted to keep it. But we supported her, and now it's like, there's no Kota without baby Adam. Adam is her hope, and I am that baby boy's guardian. Isaac left her in a ditch, and me and Quincy were left to pick up the pieces. And honestly, I'm so glad we did. Because this moment..this chance right here. Is the best thing that has come out of this entire summer."
She looked at him, tears rotating her lips, and a smile curving spontaneously.
"I mean, except one other thing." Asher hit the curb, rolling into the hospital parking-lot, whilst staring back at her.
His heartbeat and breathing fluctuated, a breath escaped him and he proudly asked, "What's the other thing?" The air grew thin, their cool breaths pressing against one another.
And Garcia followed up the reply with, "The other thing...is you." Their eyes swung at each other and their lips did the rest of the talking. Mashing upper and lower body parts, while making the car jot backward while Garcia sucked on the insides of his mouth. Her body shrilled as more tears leaped from her eyelids, loving every second of every moment they shared. It was dangerous, it was sudden, it was craved, and it was needed. For the lone wolf, and the strong girl.
When lips parted, their hearts bared the disconnect, both of them feeling the electricity pumping in their blood. "Aheheh," Garcia had baby laughter, "Sorry.." Asher rested his hand in her knee, "No no. It's okay. It's okay..."
"Someone told me to just, go for it you know. I don't know when I started feeling this way...probably after the trial I think." Asher grinned, "I don't want this to stop."
"But what about Amy? I can't keep kissing my ex-best friend's boyfriend."
Asher got silent, "I'll end things. We-we've barely talked. She just keeps blowing me off." Garcia shook her head, resting her hand on his.
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Moonlight High: Generation Z
Teen Fiction(The second series within the Moonlight Franchise) A savvy and technical look inside the minds of the students at Moonlight High growing up in generation Z.
