Our Tears (Lesbian Story)

Chapter Twelve

I know I pissed y'all off with that lil ass update so this one is longer

(I know you guys are confused about that pick up there but I promise it'll make sense later...its Paris' room..)

"What's wrong?" Chyna asked, walking in front of me with curious eyes. The hazel brown eyes of the girl in front of me was so inviting, I almost forgot what she had asked. But the bags in my hands soon reminded me.

"Tee broke up with me, cause she tried going down on me in the shower and I called out your name by mistake." I resituated the bags in my arms as I started to walk across the street towards my house. Chyna giggled. "Fuck is funny?" I asked getting slightly more irritated, but continued to walk home.

"Nothing...you're right." She said in a pitiful voice while she layed her hand on my shoulder.. "But why would you call out my name? Its not like we fucked before." I felt her eyes look at the side of my face but I refuse to actually look at her.

" know but I wanted to. And to be honest I still want to. But I was loyal to Tee. Always. But she seem to be Forreal Forreal done with me. So ima go home and chill.." I spoke my voice slowly trailed off.. I didn't notice until I stopped talking though.

"I know this is a bad time but I'm flattered." She announced blinking bashfully, and she pushed her upper body onto me so I couldn't miss it. "I could chill with you since it is mad early and I have nothing better to do." For the first time I had looked down to see what she was wearing and it matched her thought for not having anything better to do. She was dressed in an all pink tight Nike shirt, grey tight yoga leggings that stopped at her knees and some Nike air max.

"I think that, that could be asking for trouble." I noted while finally reaching my door step. Unlocking the and pushing it open the vauge smell of Cinnamon and Apple scented perfume sticks attacked my nose while also bringing back only the sweet memories of my mother. I soon noticed I was the only one in the house.

"Why you just standing outside?" I asked turning around. She tilted her head sightly to the side making her messy bun move

"Because this is your parents house and you haven't accepted to my offer yet" Her voice was sweet, and usually I want to be by myself after a break up but she felt like good company.

"Actually my moms left me this house to have she owns it and all but its mine, forever if I want it. So to answer your question: yes now get your ass in this house, girl." I forced a smile across my face and without hesitation she walked in.

"Ight so let me show you around..There's three stories." I said taking the elevator. " The third story is where I be. My ma made this floor just for me. There's a game room, and a den on the right side. A mini theater, and guest room is on the left. And straight ahead is my room." Walking towards my room I sat on my bed as I looked out the door seeing Chyna in awe... I smirked a little bit, and found my remote to turn my T.V. on. I pressed the button and it dropped down from the celling mounting itself on the wall...

"You're so fucking spoiled! I wanna go to the theater.." She said taking off her shoes.. Which she forgot to do at the front door, she's Muslim. But ion care no judgment over here. She placed the shoes in a corner of my room, before walking to me pulling my arm.

"Phhhleeeaaasseeeee....." She whined still yanking on my arm I just shook my head.

"I.just wanna lay down and chill you know...my girl just broke up with me and she hate me now.. That shit still hurt B." I said drawing my hand back. Chyna crawled on top of me and just sat there.. She caressed my face and I felt like the feelings I was starting to have for her was wrong. I like her...a lot.

"Look hun I know what you are trying to do but chilling is just going to put you deeper in your feelings. And after a while, all you gonna want to do is lay down. So come on, Paris. Get showered and in ya chilling clothes and ima go home and do the same I'll be back in 30 minutes..." She said getting up and walking to her shoes. "And you better not be laying down when I get back." All I could do is smirk on my face. But I got up and walked to my bathroom to shower.

I just let the hot water run down my back, while I started to think. Good god Tee has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. But its time for something new. I'm in love with Tee though. Well you can fall in love again. I found myself making better outcomes for myself. But instead of helping, I just confused myself even more...

I soon realized that I have been in the shower for twenty minutes, and I know that Chyna is punctual so I got out and dapped myself dry before I put on boxers, and a sports bra. I walked to the drawers and scratched through them looking for some clothes. I finally found red basket ball shorts, a plane white v-neck, and black long socks. I looked at my hair in the mirror and remembered how Tee twirled her fingers in my dreads. I half smiled like it was instinct. But it soon faded, when I slightly bit the inside corner of my lip.

I wrapped my dreads into a high bun, and walked downstairs to the kitchen cabinets and my dads medical marijuana nuggets in the tall glass vases. I read the labels. Kush-berry...Lemon Haze...OG Kush....Black Mamba. I grabbed a whole vase of Kush-berry, and hopped up the stairs to roll about 10 emergency blunts. And then I heard the bell sounding off and the security camera showed Chyna walking back inside, with high volleyball shorts a tank top and slides. This time she kicked them off in the living room.

"Paaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyy!" She cried as she climbed up the stairs.

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Tee POV

Gaaahhhhhh I could fucking punch Paris in her damn throat. I knew something was up with her and ole girl. I mean I know I should have given Paris some before now but I wasn't ready for all that shit, we can be intimate without fucking. And what really set me off was when I looked outside through my window to see if she'd come back and tell the truth but I saw this bitch take her home...like what the hell? I've been nothing but good to this girl and this is how she treats me...

I had to calm down so I pulled my phone out and called Tink.

Tink: Hello?

Me: Paris don't love me no more...

I cried...

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