Camp Counselor

Chapter 21

I swiftly pulled Lena towards me from her waist. It was a act upon impulse. I felt protective against her, not to mention after what we just did I wasn't ready to be so far from her just yet. I know how these relationships work. A kiss upon passion between two friends always leads to a period of silence and distance. Something I don't think I could bear, from her.

Talking to her every day and just being near her is a medicine upon, what for the longest time I couldn't describe, loneliness.

However I remained to listen closely for where the sound came from in the black pit of nothing in this part of the woods. Lena held onto me with both arms, not because she was scared, but because I held her that way. Lena was never afraid. Well, there was that time in the woods when she thought she was gonna get attacked by a axe-murderer. But even then she fought back at full force and not for a second did she even hold back.

Lenas nature scented hair was the last thing I should have been worrying about at the moment, but I swear it was so strong in my thoughts. I secretly cringed in thought of wanting to take a deep whiff of her scent, thankfully I did not.

Finally the thoughts were interrupted when Monel and James rose from the pitch black of the night. Both of them wearing the stupidest of grins. Am buried rush of anger shot through me at their audacity to interrupt the special moment I was sharing with Lena. The perfect moment. Something I've been waiting for, for a very long time. Those two just had to appear.

"Kara, Lena?" James greeted us as if he had no idea that me and Lena were here.

"James, Monel." I spoke in a bored monotone showing my dissatisfaction. Lena unwrapped her arms from me, leading me to only drop on arm, as I still held onto Lena with 1 arm from an angel where neither James nor Monel could visibly see.

"What were you guys doing out here?" Monel asked as he took a seat on the log. "As if you're going to join us." I thought to myself I'm riveting anger.

I scowled at his audacity. "We were talking until you guys showed up." I spoke, emphasizing "were" with a bark to my tone.

I was bitter and irritated for no other reason that confusion roaming through my head. Did they see us? What was going on in Lenas head? What did that mean? Was it anything? No. It was definitely something. It had to be.

James noticed my uneasiness, as he tried to pass that onto Monel. "Hey man, girl talk is not something you want to get yourself in." Before James could say anything else Lena defensive took her place.

"And what does that mean exactly?" She asked as she took her hands and crossed them over her chest to ignite a sense of power in her stance.

Monel raised his eyebrows. "Do you want us to stay?"

Me and Lena immediately made eye contact, visibly communicating through our expressions, something we were able to pick up quickly, and I could see that the same look I had was exactly she she had. "Hell no." Leading me to fall more into this perception that Lena and I might truly have a thing. At first I thought she might be experimenting but if what I sense is true, that Lena wants to be alone with me like I think she does, then maybe there is a chance for me to find true love within her. Although she may even still only want to experiment and nothing more, well then I guess that's why they call it "camp."

"No, I just want to know what's wrong with girl talk. Don't you guys ever just talk about your feelings and what's happening in your life?" Lena asked stemming defensively before transitioning into pure curiosity.

Simultaneously James and Monel managed to share a look of their own that proved how as much as they try to deny it, the true answer to that question is yes. "You mean like girls?" Monel said ignorantly trying to catch a rise from us.