You and me

Repair

AN: I'm sorry this chapter and last few have been not the best or slightly uneventful (in my opinion) but just bare with me!
Ashton~

The weekend had passed by faster than expected. It all felt like a dream to be honest. Riley and I told the group what had happened, and it all seemed to bring us closer together. They were all happy for the two of us, but shocked by Lucas's unforgivable actions. Lucas was basically kicked out by our group, never giving him any attention what so ever. Ignoring his calls, his texts, anything that had to do with contact with him.

Aside from being with our group of friends, Riley and I just spent our time alone together in each other's arms. We would curl up in her room and just watch cartoons on her mini flat screen for hours. We would lie in her bed at night so close we could each other's rhythmic heart beats. I would run my fingers through her hair as she would drift off to sleep, and once she did so would I.

Here I was with the girl of my dreams in my arms, who was tracing unknown pictures softly on my arms.

"What do you think about telling our parents?" She spoke quietly.

I hesitated, not knowing how to answer. "Hm, I'm not sure. What do you think?"

"I'm sure my parents will support us. Their open minded people, always have been. My mother even works on a lot of LGBTQ cases. What about your mom?"

I inhaled deeply. "I'm not sure. I don't know how she will react. I just don't want it to cause her to drink again." I shifted my body.

Riley sat up looking at me with a concerned face. She untangled her self from me and straddled my waist. She lifted my chin up to meet her eyes, looking deeply into them. I instantly felt my self relax as I looked back into her dark chocolate eyes. "It will be okay baby. No matter what happens you'll always have me. We can all tell them together if you like?" She rubbed the pad of her thumb on my cheek, learning that that was thing that would put me more at ease.

I placed my hands on her thighs. "I'll think about it. She's changed, a different person now. Hopefully she stayed that way."

She leaned in closer to me, wrapping her arms around the back of my neck. I could feel my cheeks heat up and my breath hitch. "No matter what you chose, I'll support you."

"Thank you" I breathed out. She leaned in and our lips connected like two lost puzzle pieces that had finally found each other. My hands found her way to her butt and gripped it pulling her body even closer than before. Our kiss began to speed up, both our bodies craving more. She slid her hands down to my waist and pulled the kiss apart. Before I could say anything she began to kiss slowly down my neck. I felt goose bumps began to form on my skin. Her soft lips felt like heaven against me. I unsuccessfully held back a moan, and I felt her smirk against my skin. She slowly kissed back up and kissed my lips on more time before finally pulling away. I sat their looking back her stunned.

She grinned. "What?"

"I-um-just didn't expect you to pull something like that. Not that it was a bad a thing!" I stuttered.

She winked at me before rolling over beside me. "I'm full of surprises."

"That you are" I laughed. "I should head back home. We have school tomorrow."

Riley groaned. "Don't remind me! I can't imagine what's going to happen tomorrow."

"Don't worry. I'll keep you safe" I smiled before kissing her goodbye.

I walked home with a mixture of pure happiness and anxiety. I finally had the girl of my dreams, but inside school what would we be? What would happen?

I walked into my apartment smelling strawberries and vanilla icing. Instantly joyful memories played in my head. I headed to the kitchen to see my mother decorating and strawberry cake. I stood there watching her delicately place cut strawberries on the side of the cake.

"You hungry hunny?" She asked looking up.

"Um, yeah. You really made the cake." I said with astonishment.

She smiled at me as she picked up the fresh cake and set it on the table. "Of course. Come sit down and I'll cut you a slice."

I sat the far side of the table in what used to be my usual spot. I hadn't sit at this table in years, not since my dad left. I remember those memories of hot summer days when I would sit here and eat my moms home made popsicles, after running around the park with my dad. The chair still felt the same, stiff but comfortable.

My mother slide me a plate and I looked at it in silence. It was a two layer vanilla cake, with thick pink icing. You could see the cut up strawberries she had placed in between the icing of the two layers of cake. Everything about it gave me euphoria.

"How was your weekend with Riley?" She asked, cutting her self a pice.

I took a mouth full of the sweet cake. "It was good. The cake it's amazing mom" I smiled.

"I'm glad. I hope she's a good person."

"She is. She's amazing." I blush at the though of her beautiful smile. "So uh, we have this kid in our class. She's um, a lesbian. What do you think about that?" I asked trying to hide the nervousness in my voice.

She paused for a second with a fork full of cake in her hand. "I don't see anything wrong with that. You know the saying, love is love" she laughed. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh I was just wondering what older people thought about it. You know different generations."

She spoke in a serious but soft tone. "Be careful who you ask that to. Some people can be real mean."

"I will." Oh if only she knew how mean people where to me. If only she knew what those girls did to me. I wished I could be honest with her, but I couldn't. A part of me hoped that things would go back to normal, but another part of me knew that one day sooner or later it would go back to the way it was.

"I hate to cut our desert dinner short, but I have to leave for work" she huffed. "I'll put your lunch out on the counter for you tomorrow morning before I go to sleep."

"Sure" was all I could manage to say. Sitting down with my mother and having cake all seemed so surreal to me. I didn't really know what to think of it. She smiled and picked up her plate, putting it in the sink. She grabbed her bag and said a final good by before heading for the door.

I sat there in silence for a few moments finishing the rest of my cake. I felt odd inside, I didn't know what it was. I was so confused by all of this. I did the same with my plate and headed to my room.

I opened my closet to see my fathers guitar sitting up agains the wall. I had stolen it when he left. From time to time when my mother would leave I would play it, but that stopped long ago. You could see the light blanket of dust that had settled on top. I carefully picked up and put the strap around my shoulder. I sat on the edge of my bed and began to tune it. Instantly I began to miss my father. I hated him for leaving yes. But for some reason I still missed him. I tuned the guitar till my ears told me it was good to go. I slowly played soft chords. I hummed quietly to my self remembering how my dad and I would sing together for my mother. I lost my self in the sound of the guitar until I felt my phone buzz, practically making me jump out of my skin. I looked down to see it was Riley. I quickly grabbed my phone and opened her text.

R<Did you think anymore about telling our parents about us together?

M<Lets do it.