GABRIELLA'S POV//
I smiled down at the goodmorning text I had just received from my best friend. I miss her so damn much and she's trying to have me emotional and shit. Getting up out of Celeste's bed, I went downstairs looking for her and found her mopping the kitchen thoroughly.
"Wow, you actually clean?" I asked with a smirk.
She narrowed her eyes at me, giving me a look that read 'shut up, hoe'.
"If your nosy ass must know, the girls are coming over to spend the night and mama said if the house wasn't spotless then I could forget about it."
I rolled my eyes extra hard and leaned against the wall. "Ugh, why? You know those girls can't stand me yet you constantly bring them around or vice versa."
She stood up and smirked. "Trae's coming.."
My knees went weak remembering my encounters with her at the beach two weeks ago. We held hands and cuddled with a few kisses here and there, but I hadn't heard from her at all since then. She never asked for my number or anything. It had me confused for awhile but I'm not the type to dwell on stuff.
"Oh, that's cool or whatever.." I said.
"Bitch, please. You know you're happy as hell. Now, if you would excuse me, I need to finish cleaning. Scurry along."
"Haha, whatever, whore."
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As I stepped out of the shower, I heard the doorbell ring. "Gabby, can you get that for me?" Aunt Jocelyn yelled from her room.
Damn, why can't Celeste get it?
Celeste's lazy ass was sitting on the bed watching tv as I quickly slipped a towel around me and slid on some sandals so I could get the door. I ran down and opened it to see Kesha, Paige, and Trinity. Their smiles dropped once they saw that I wasn't Celeste. I ignored their scowls and moved to the side, letting them in. Where's Trae? I shut the door in disappointment. "Celeste will be with you in a moment" I mumbled, before running back upstairs.
"Ya lil friends are here."
She shook her head and laughed, going downstairs to greet them. I slid on a wife beater and some shorts. If Trae wasn't gonna show up then I damn sure was gonna stay in this room all night. But first, I needed to get plenty of snacks.
I took two steps at a time on my way downstairs without glancing at the girls. I went to the fridge and grabbed cookies, soda, chips, and sour gummy worms. This should be enough for the night.
"Damn, you got enough stuff?"
I looked back to see Trae staring dead at my ass. I stood back up and turned around."You came.."
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" she said, letting her eyes roam my body. Her voice gave me chills and I wanted more than anything to bite her plump lips right off of her face to save for later.
Trinity walked in, bumping Trae's shoulder. "Trae, why are you even talking to this scamp? I told you she ain't shit, why do you bother?"
My body temperature seemed to increase by 50 degrees and I felt like slinging the bitch by her weave. I know she doesn't like me but lately she's been coming at me stronger than ever. Celeste walked in before I could even respond. "Yo, Trin, chill. You're my girl and everything but don't be speaking on my fam like that."
Trinity rolled her eyes and walked back into the living room. Celeste began to apologize to me but I didn't care to hear it. I needed to go back upstairs before I accidentally killed someone. I felt someone following me but I was too pissed to acknowledge it. Plopping down on the bed, I opened the bag of cookies and started to feed my face. I looked up to see Trae coming in and shutting the door. She eyed me carefully before sitting next to me.
"You good, ma? I'm sorry about Trinity. She's my ex-girlfriend and she can be a bitch."
I guess that explains why she had been being extra horrible towards me.
"Oh.." My response was dry, but I honestly didn't know what else to say. I continued eating and turned the tv up a few volumes, trying to drown out the girls downstairs. Trae took the remote from my hands and pulled me into her lap. I fought a smile as I looked into her hazel eyes.
"Wassup with me and you? I feel stupid that I never thought to ask for your number at the beach. It bothered me the last couple of weeks." She said, grinning.
I shrugged. "I like you, alot. I've never done this before, at least not with a girl. But like I said, you're my exception. I fuck with you, so what you wanna do?"
Trae began blushing. It was the cutest thing ever. I kissed both of her reddened cheeks before settling on her lips. I bit her bottom lip, tugging at it, before sticking my tongue into her mouth. She moaned and picked me up, letting me drop back onto the bed. "Gabriella, don't start some shit that you can't finish.."
I smirked, leaned up, and massaged her clit from outside of her sweats. She bit her lip, looking down at me with lust and admiration. I didn't know what I was about to get myself into but it felt right enough. She ended up moving away, much to my disappointment, and started digging in her bag. I pouted as I watched, wondering what was so important. She retrieved something and slickly slid it behind her back. She walked back towards me.
"Listen, Gabriella, if we end up having sex.. I don't want you to feel like that's all I want from you cause it's not."
"Well, it's not our fault that we're two freaky individuals. I'm with it, if you with it."
Trae smiled and bit her lip before placing one hand on my hip and sliding between my legs. "Say no more, then."
I decided to play with her. "What about your lil chick Trinity?"
Trae smirked and pulled what looked like a dildo from behind her back. My eyes widened and she chuckled.
"That girl ain't gone do shit, you just lay back and take this dick."
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Summertime Vibes - LGBT Short Stories.
Short StoryIf I had a daughter, I wonder what I'd call her? 9 months after I fucked you on the beach I guess I'd call her karma. -Frank Ocean