Iridescent (GirlxGirl) (ON HOLD) (Lesbian Story)

Chapter Four

Katya’s cigarette smoke filled my nose and I tried not to gag. I hated the stuff she put in her body. Why does she do it? She knows what she’s doing yet she does it anyway. She gave a satisfied sigh next to me and held out her hand.

“Want one?” I shuddered. I shook my head, knowing she could see me and she shrugged. “Your loss.” Not really, I wanted to say but I refrained. She sucked another lungful of smoke and I grimaced. She smirked at me.

“Not all of us like the trash you’re putting into your body.” I said bitterly. I looked up at the ceiling and I felt her gaze on the side of my head. I stopped myself from looking into those beautiful eyes and I took a shaky breath. After a while her staring started to annoy me a little.

“Why are you staring at me?” She looked at me confused, and then chuckled nervously.

“Oh, um, I dunno,” I frowned at her sudden restlessness. Her eyes suddenly had a worried look and she got up from the bed. “Come on, let’s get out of here.” She held her hand out to me and I took it. My heart started beating faster at the softness of her skin. She bit her lip, her eyes darkening. Desire shot through me but I snapped out of it.

 “Where are we going?” She grinned at me.

“I need to get some more dosh.” I was confused at first, but then I realised what she meant. Anger welled up inside me. It was like everything I confessed to her had gone over her head.

“Katya, no! What did I say just ten minutes ago? I’m done with this shit! I’m not going with you to your dealer!” She gave me those gorgeous, cute, puppy dogs eyes.

“Please Malia; I need you to come with me.” I hesitated, knowing I was going to say yes.

“I can never say no to you,” I muttered under my breath. I looked at her and she seemed slightly flustered. “Fine! But only to make sure you don’t get into any fights. I’m not bailing you out of jail again.” I grimaced at the memory. A scary, buff girl had gone after me once after I accidentally called her a guy. Needless to say, Katya beat the shit out of her.

“I thought we agreed we wouldn’t bring that up,” she whined. I rolled my eyes. “But that’s fair. Thank you baby girl.” She unexpectedly kissed my forehead again before going out to the car. My cheeks were on fire. If only she would kiss my lips.

I followed her into the garage.

“How far away is your dealer?” I asked, trying not to let her see how much this is affecting me. She sighed and looked into my eyes. I couldn’t read her. She suddenly seemed to be in so much pain.

“He’s-he’s about, um, ten minutes away.” She drew a shaky breath. I started to panic. I knew that look. She felt like she was losing her grip on reality. She started to fumble in her bag. I gasped loudly, knowing what she was looking for. There was no way I was letting her take those fucking pills! I grabbed her hands and pulled her tight so she couldn’t move them.  

“Katya! Katya stop!” She looked at me, her eyes red with tears. “You don’t need those pills! You’re stronger than this.” I said trying to persuade her. She shook her head hard.

“You don’t understand!” she hissed. I was taken aback. I’ve never seen her like this. It was ugly. “You’ll never understand because you’re Miss perfect! You have no idea what’s going on. You. Don’t. Know. Me!” I can’t believe she said that to me. She clearly doesn’t know me well at all.

“I’m nowhere near perfect, so don’t fucking say that! I’ve known you for five years! I know everything about you! I know that your favourite colour is blue,” I was crying freely. “I know that you still suck your thumb. I know that you have nightmares every night and even when you’re screaming, I don’t ask what’s happening, I only comfort you. I know that you feel you have no one, but you don’t! You have me!”

“You-you have no idea, no idea.” She repeated this over and over again. She wouldn’t look at me so I curled my fingers under chin, forcing her to look me in the eyes. I gave her a shaky smile. She was too beautiful to let this opportunity pass up. I love her. I love her so much it’s killing me.

“I’m about to fuck everything up,” I whispered and leant in close, kissing her softly. Her lips were heavenly soft and I moaned, feeling her kiss me back. I broke off, panting.

“Say something,” I whispered. She groaned, wrapping her arms around me, pulling me back to her lips. I kissed her back hard. She licked my bottom lip and immediately granted her access and our tongues danced together.

“Wh-why is this happening?” she breathed out, our foreheads together.

“Because I’ve wanted to do that for a while now.” I answered.

“Bu-but we can’t. You don’t know what could happen getting involved with me. I-I’m not good.”

“I know you have your secrets, but I don’t care. I want to be with you. Please.” She kissed me again, and I took that as a yes.

“Are you going to go to that dealer?” I asked softly.

“No,” she whispered. I took her by the hand and led her back inside. I pushed her softly down onto the couch and went into the kitchen to make Katya something to eat. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and I went to get it. I opened it cautiously and when I saw who it was, I almost slammed the door in her face.

“Wait!”

“What the fuck do you want Kirsten?!”

“I want to apologise.”