Monday came rolling around awfully fast and, to my favour, ended just as quickly. The basketball roster was posted after school and I was beyond elated that I made the team, along with Jen, Natalie, Lauren and Chrissy. Coach decided that we could use a day off so I found myself at my favorite cafe, helping Sue.
Most of her employees were late so I decided that the old woman needed my help. All that is seen of her is her white apron while she dashes around taking orders and handing them to some guy who cooks them up fast.
I'm the waitress so I, frantically but elegantly, deliver the meals to the rude customers. Most of them don't even say thank you and part of me wants to stop working but that would only hurt Sue, so I'm fighting through it.
Hours flew by and to my misfortune, none of her useless employees showed. So I had to work my ass off for eight extra hours, serving ass hats that don't understand the value of a simple thank you.
At the end of my shift, I guess I could call it that, Sue thanked me and offered to pay but I had to decline. Helping her was payment enough.
To relax myself, I stay behind a little later and order an M&M milkshake, relaxing in the beautiful silence. I tilt my head back, resting it on the back of my chair, waiting for my drink.
"Thanks for helping us out today." A husky voice chirps in my ear. Slowly opening one eye, I take a look at the person in front of me and give a friendly smile.
"It's no big deal."
"Really?"
"Yeah. As long as Sue's happy so am I."
The person stays quiet for a while, I guess staring at me? I'm not quite sure. What I am sure about is that I HATE the way he's looking at me. Jesus, I mean at least pretend that you have some respect for me.
Finally Sue brings me my milkshake and I stand to leave.
"Well it was nice talking to you..."
"Rick"
"It was nice meeting you, Rick, but I have to go. Hopefully we can chat some more the next time we see each other."
I thank Sue and walk out, praying that I never meet him again.
***
"Finally. It's done!" I shout but quickly regret it.
"SHUT UP!" Samantha's husband yells through the walls, trying to sound tough. God I dislike that man.
I close my anatomy book and shove it in my bag, proud that I finished that fast.
"Gwen..."
I turn my body and see a sleepy Quinn waddling towards me so I lean against my desk, waiting for her to come to me.
She outstretches her arms, begging for me to lift her up, so I do.
"Hey, kiddo. What's wrong? It's twelve thirty in the morning."
She says through a yawn, "I can't sleep."
Her eyes water as she tries to rub the sleepiness away. I carry her over to my bed, lying us both down and hug her in my chest. She cuddles up closer and says a goodnight before drifting off to sleep.
Just as I close my eyes, my phone vibrates on the hard wood nightstand, scarring the hell out of me. The phone still vibrates in my hand as I take a look at the caller I.D and groan at what is see. I debate for a good two seconds before answering the phone.
"What do you want, Dahlia?" I say, annoyance clear in my voice.
"Can we talk please?"
"Yeah let's have a joy filled conversation at twelve thirty in the morning. Uh hey Hi, how was your day?"
"Seriously Gwen, can we just talk about us?"
I sigh heavily into the phone, calming myself down before I wake Quinn. "What is there to talk about? I know you made a mistake and I forgave you."
"Then why don't you talk to me? Why do you avoid me all the goddamn time?"
I sigh again, knowing that she's right. "Okay. I'm sorry. It just hurts.."
"What hurts, Gwen? Being friends with me hurts?"
"Seeing you. It hurts so fucking badly because I want to see you. I do. But I just can't trust you okay? Every time I'm near you my heart feels like it's going to explode from my chest and I hate that feeling.
I hate it because I know that I can never trust you. I still have fucking feelings for you and it just hurts." I say quietly. I want to be with her but I can't trust her again. Not so that I could be fucked with.
"Then give me another chance, Gwen. Let me show you that I'm not that person. I like you and I want to be with you, so please. Please give me one more chance."
I'm quite for a while, thinking about letting her back into my life. Thinking of all the good and bad things that can come of it and for some reason, Jennifer keeps popping into my mind. Would she mind if Dahlia were to come back in my life?
I shake the thought away, Jennifer and I are just friends, nothing more.
"Gwen..."
"Yeah. I'll give you one more chance but that's all you get."
She squealed into the phone, almost rupturing my ear. "Thank you so much, you won't regret it."
We say our goodbyes and I think about what I just did.
It shouldn't be too bad, right?
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A New World (Lesbian Story)
RomanceAfter a mind-crippling traumatic experience, Gwendolyn has to find a way to forge on, forgetting her painful past in order to start anew. Can she do herself out of the hellish life she was left to live or will it haunt her forever?