Forever You and I (Lesbian Story - COMPLETED)

Chapter 32

Coley

A couple of weeks have passed since that night. It still feels so surreal, seeing Sonya. In the moment, it felt like everything from our past can be forgotten, but the reality is that too much stuff has happened, and we must face those things, together.

We've been taking it super slow. I don't want to rush back into it. I'm not even considering it a "relationship" because, well, it's way too soon.

After that night, many things changed. For one, her mom walked in on us. She came back a little earlier than expected, and yeah. The rest is... embarrassing.

Needless to say, we talked to her about us, about how everything happened to quickly, and the emotions got the best of us. I'm grateful for her words, actually. She pointed out that we need to take it slowly, considering everything that's happened. Sonya and I were willing to listen to her, and we want to integrate ourselves back into our lives the right way. I mean, I should've known this from the beginning, considering my profession. But then we had sex. Oops.

It was amazing. It was sweet and passionate. We took it super slowly, and I made sure to be gentle. I have no idea what she went through, being with Trenton, and I didn't want to trigger anything. She reassured me throughout the whole night that she was okay though. It placated me. Somewhat, anyways. I still feel shitty about letting it happen.

Right now, I'm at work. It's a Wednesday, and it's the first week of February. I'm in between clients, and I'm sitting at my desk, tapping my pen furiously against the wooden surface. Whenever I'm deep in thought, I get like this.

I hear a knock on my office door, and I look up as it opens, Cara's face peeping in through the crack. "I can hear you tapping from my desk. What's up?"

I sigh, and she walks in, closing the door behind her. She makes her way to my desk, and sits at one of the chairs in front of it. She raises a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, crossing her mocha coloured arms in front of her, awaiting an answer.

Cara never takes any shit, even from me, although I'm technically her boss. But like I've mentioned, I've never seen a power differential between us. She's my best friend, and rely on her a lot. She's a good listener.

Anyways, I've caught her up with everything that's happened with Sonya. I've told Maddie, my mom, and Sam. Everyone was in shock, obviously. I haven't gotten into detail about why she left, because that's between her and I. I just told them that she had some unfinished business back in Austin. They didn't believe me, but I told them not to push it. I think they're bitter, Maddie mostly, because they know how much her leaving hurt me. But I can't tell them the real reason. It wouldn't be fair to Sonya.

So I'm letting them think what they want. I know the truth, and does Sonya.

Cara also doesn't know the real reason, but she's more supportive of it. I think it's because she's never met Sonya, so she's in a neutral territory. Which is why I've been talking to her the most about it. She's got the ideal perspective.

"It's just," I begin, "I'm worried that what I'm doing is wrong."

Cara frowns at me. "What do you mean?"

I look down to my desk, my notepad left open at a blank page. "Well, I mean, how do I know if Sonya and I being together is right? It's the eight years apart thing that's bugging me." While there is some truth to this, it's not entirely what's bugging me. The whole Trenton thing is the main issue, but I can't tell her that.

I'm so worried that I'm triggering things. Sonya went through a hell of a rough time. While we haven't discussed it more fully yet, I can tell that she's suffering. I'm just not sure to what extent.