Meeting Arin (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 7

After that Arin barely paid me any attention. We had another girl working for us named Rachel. It seemed all of Aron's focus had shifted. It was for the Best....

Out of no selfishness on my part, I kept Arin and Rachel away from each other as much as possible. They both smoked, however, so on their breaks they were together. When I walked out of the laundry I could hear them giggling to each other even though Rachel was "completely straight".

Tensions between Rachel and I started immediately. If I asked Arin to carry something for me or help me in anyway Rachel would get furious and take it out on Arin. She would say we weren't working we were just hanging out and complain to my boss.

I got to where I seriously hated Rachel. She constantly complained about the quality of my work to my boss, and she also constantly complained about the quality of Arin's work which further infuriated me. Arin wasn't a housekeeper. In her own words, housekeeping was "bitch work" and she was not the bitch. However, she did try hard. She just needed some incouragement! How dare Rachel assume she was so much better than Arin!!

A few days later my boss was going to be off and for the first time since all the tension, Rachel, Arin and I would all be at work on the same day without the Boss to buffer. My boss left my strict instructions. She said in order to avoid drama, I should allow Rachel and Arin to work together and stay away from them. Nothing was worth getting myself into the drama. I was a supervisor.

I dreaded that day. I don't think I was actually going to put the two of them together. I mean, I could make up an excuse. That's exactly what I would do. I needed to get Arin alone and apologize to her anyway.

The day finally came. I got there early and had my makeup all done. My hair was in a pony tail as per regulations, but I knew Arin loved how long it was. She was always making comments about long hair. Although, Rachels hair was longer....

 When Arin showed up she came to the office where I was seated. "I heard I get to work with Rachel today." She was smiling mischieviously.

"Who told you that?" I questioned.

"Teresa." My Boss! Ugh! How did she know to do that??? "Teresa says I need some retraining and they think that Rachel could really help me since she does such a great job."

"Oh, yes she does a fabulous job!" I responded my voice dripping with sarcasm. "I wonder how much you will learn today?"

Arin's smile got even bigger if that was possible. "Are you jealous?"

"Of course not, Arin!" I said avoiding all eye contact and slamming drawers for no reason as I rummaged around for nothing just so I didn't have to  look at her.

"Not even a little?" she asked holding her thumb and forefinger about an inch apart to demonstrated a little bit.

"Nope." I said giving up and just turning away from her.

"Good. Because you are married." She said turning away herself. A few minutes later I left the office to see Arin and Rachel in the break room. Rachel was going on about how much Arin sucked at this job and Arin was making inappropriate comments about sucking. Arin made complete eye contact with me as I walked in and seemed to shift closer to Rachel.

I broke the eye contact. "It's after eight, ladies. Time to go to work." I said with my professional voice.

"Do you even have a room checked out yet?" Rachel challenged me as she closed her locker.

"Actually I do." I smiled as if I had won some imaginary battle. I gave them a room number than left the room.

Normally, we have a kid who carries our linen for us. Only today he's not here. I text Teresa to let her know that we have no one to carry dirty linen and with all that I have to do I won't have time. It takes her like twenty minutes to text back, but she gives the answer I am looking for. The text reads "use arin to carry the dirty from the rooms you inspect"

That was all I needed to hear. I got up and practically ran to inspect a room for today. I called the room Arin was in.

"Housekeeping," Rachel answered sounding bubbly.

"Is Arin there?" I ask simply.

"Yeah," Rachel says her voice immediately changing. She handed Arin the phone.

"Yeah?" Her voice....

"Um," What did I call for??? "I- I need you to carry some diry for me." Finally! I spit it out.

"Okay," she said, "Bye."

She came to the room I was in and immediately picked up the dirty. "Is this all you need?" she asked clearly in a rush.

"I guess since you are in such a rush." I said avoiding her eyes. We used to always talk and joke when we were together. What happened?

"I don't wanna keep Rachel waiting." She said smiling.

"We wouldn't want that would we?" I said sarcastically. "What's taking you guys so long in that room anyway."

"We haven't even been in there that long!" Arin was immediately angry. "Maybe if you weren't pulling me away and proving your jealousy I could get something done!"

"I'm not jealous!" I shouted slamming a cabinet.

"Don't slam things!" Arin shouted.

"Why? Does that bother you? Huh?" I asked angrily walking away. I knew the slamming cabinets were probably a reminder of her less than perfect childhood.

"No, it doesn't bother me. Now if you'll excuse me, Rachel is getting upset that you pulled me away." Arin turned to leave.

"Heaven forbid we upset her..." I said knowing just how jealous I sounded. But not caring at all.

The rest of the day I carried all the dirty myself getting angrier and angrier with every bundle. I thought Arin would be happy to get to help me! Before she had always asked me to find ways for her to help me. We would talk about things we didn't tell other people. She would tell me about her childhood and what led to her drug addiction and I would tell her the truth about my life. The things I never told anyone. How I truly felt at home. But now she was ignoring me and avoiding me and I hated that I told her everything! Why did I open up to her?! What did I expect her to save me? To whisk me of my feet and take me and my baby away from this place and start a new life together? How Naiive am i???

I leaned my back against the wall and slowly sunk to the floor. I was fine before Arin! I hated her for even coming into my life. She didn't understand that as long as I never admitted that anything was wrong or that I ever wanted anything more I believed it too. But saying it out loud for the first time, made it real. Her telling me what I deserve made me believe that maybe I did deserve it. Until now. Now she was proving to me that I wasn't worth it.