Summertime Vibes - LGBT Short Stories.

What The Hell Is Your Problem Pt. 3

(Author's Note : Shoutout to @Lana_DelxNay for showing so much love!)

LIA

Yannah stormed out of the bathroom leaving Nique and I looking stupid. I felt so terrible. The look on her face..I shook my head trying to get the image out of my mind. I didn't know whether to get up and follow her or give her some time to cool off.

"Fuck!" Nique cursed, burying her face into her hands.

"I'm sorry.." I started.

She cut me off. "Don't be..I leaned in first. Damn, Yannah probably hates my guts." She stood up and headed towards the door before looking back at me. "Come on, we gotta face this.."

I slowly shook my head 'no'.

She sucked her teeth and gripped my hand, pulling me out along with her. As we descended down the steps, the noise of the party seemed to quiet down. When we reached the bottom step, everyone was staring dead at us. Some were even whispering. And in the midst of it all stood a crying Yannah. She looked at me with an intensity so strong that I had to look away. Nique led me towards the door with everyone's  eyes still following us. Kennedy walked up to her side with an disappointed expression.

"What the hell happened up there? And why's my sister crying?" she asked, looking between the two of us.

In the back of her mind, I'm sure she already knew what went down.

Nique wouldn't meet her gaze. "I'll call you later, Kenn."

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I looked at my phone to see that it was almost 3 AM. The moon was our only source of light as we started walking.

"Lia, Where you stay? Imma walk you home."

"I don't wanna go home.."

She licked those plump lips and nodded. Why does she do this to me? I shouldn't even be having these thoughts. I should be thinking about how I'm going to apologize to Yannah.

You're such a bitch.

Heartbreaker.

Whore.

Nique stopped and stared into my eyes. "What's wrong, ma?"

I was so into my thoughts that I hadn't realized I'd stopped walking. "Oh, nothing. I just feel bad. Yannah looked really hurt."

She chuckled bitterly. "She'll be alright. Actually, before I found you in the bathroom, she was all up on some female. Don't feel too bad."

"Oh." I wasn't mad. And even if I was, I wouldn't have a right to be.

The swing sets of the playground started to come into view and I yanked her arm, speeding up towards the entrance. She looked at me with raised eyebrows. "A playground?"

I nodded shyly earning a giggle from her. It sounded so beautiful.

We settled into the swings looking out at the rest of the playground. For a long time, we didn't say much but that was fine by me. Just being here with her felt good. I started to question why I even agreed to be Yannah's girlfriend. She was cute and all and she was fun to talk to, but she's no Nique.

"Do you still hate me?" She whispered.

I turned to her. "I never did. They do, though.."

I hoped she knew who I meant by "they".

"And do you know why?"

"Because there's something special about you. A positive energy, I guess. When I first saw you, there was this little tingly feeling in my heart. I knew you could be good for me. They don't like that. They want me to be unhappy. So, every time I would look at you, they'd say alot of hateful things. That's why I was always looking so mad."

She smiled. "Wow. Damn, that's sweet in a way."

I continued. "People gon' be talking shit about us for a good while. You know that right?"

She stood up, standing in front of my swing. "I ain't ever gave a fuck what people thought."

I reached my legs out and wrapped them around her waist. She looked down at them and back up at me, smirking.

"So where do we go from here?" she asked, staring at my lips.

I grabbed her chin, making her looking into my eyes. "Where ever you wanna take me."

Placing her hands around my waist, she bit my bottom lip, tugging at it, before kissing me.

You stupid bitch.

She's only going to hurt you.

Just so selfish. You'll learn.

I pulled away from her lips and rubbed my temples.

She lifted my chin, looking concerned.

"The voices." I whispered.

"Don't fight them. Just let it be. I'm here with you, I won't let anything hurt you."

She leaned back in, letting her lips meet mine. With every movement of her tongue inside my mouth, the voices got quieter and quieter until they were mere whispers. I pulled away, smiling.

"See..I got you." she said, kissing my forehead.