Connected (GirlxGirl)

2. Georgia

This pic is what I imagine how Darcy looks.

I sighed as I lay in bed. Damn near every day I lay awake in bed unable to sleep. I couldn't remember the last time I was able to sleep through the night. My thoughts drifted to Darcy. She said that she was coming today for dinner, but she didn't show. I kind of knew that she wasn't going to come because Ryan had come for dinner. He was so possessive. It was so annoying at times.

I rubbed my wrist where he had grabbed me. If I would have told my father what he'd done I know that my father would have killed him. I stay protecting him. Why? Not to sound conceited but he didn't deserve me. I sighed and forced myself to sit up in my bed.

"Fuck. Why can't I sleep?" Grabbing my phone, I seen that it was three in the morning. I only had three in a half more hours before I had to get up for school. Thank God today was Friday, and the weekend would be here. I search my phone until I got to the number that I wanted to see. I wondered what Darcy was doing. She had stayed over here one day about a year ago and it seemed that was the only time I actually slept. Although she slept on the couch, I still felt safe and slept so peaceful that day. I needed that feeling again. I needed some sleep. No one knew how close me and Darcy use to be, but now I kept her at a distance because if not she would try to come onto to me. I wasn't a homophobe I was just the opposite. I've always felt the connection between us but once she confessed her feelings it's like I grew more drawn to her. I didn't want to be, but for some reason I just had to see her. If I didn't, I would be angry at the world. I don't know what it is. I mean I wasn't gay not even bisexual, but this woman. I couldn't say what it was, but I felt complete with her near me. Damn. What is going on with me? I mean here I am at three in the morning looking at her number contemplating on calling her. I wonder what she was doing. Sleeping Georgia dah. I flipped back on my bed with a loud frustrated sigh. God what's going on with me?

I don't think Darcy knew how gorgeous she was. She carried herself very well. She wasn't this buff woman, but you can definitely tell she hit the gym a lot. She was in such great shape. A lot of people call her a stud because she wore men's clothes and was a lesbian, but she wasn't to me. Yes, more masculine than the average woman but she was still in touch with her feminine side.

Oh, and that deep ebony complexion. So smooth. Not a blotch in place. I sometimes tell her that I envied her smooth clear skin. She was like a black goddess. Damn what was I saying. You're not gay Georgia. I ran my hand down my face and sat back up. Ryan was my boyfriend and yet I was thinking of calling Darcy to keep me company instead of him.

"Darcy..." I said her name in a whisper as if she would be able to hear me if I spoke too loudly. My palms begin sweating and I groaned. Damn this feeling. What is this feeling for her? "I don't understand what's going on with me. Why can't I sleep? Why can't I stop thinking about her? Why do I want her to hold me right now? I'm going fuckin crazy." I place my face in my hands from frustration. "Darcy." Her name just slips from my mouth. To say I was frustrated with myself was an understatement. "Stop, you stupid girl. Just stop thinking. Go to sleep. Go to sleep." I say to myself angrily. I grow so frustrated with myself that tears well up in my eyes. Forcing them back I go to my window and open it. I need air. Stepping out onto the small balcony I took in the fresh air. Maybe this is what I needed. After taking a few more deep cleansing breaths I walk back into my room. The feeling comes back. That needing feeling. Darcy's name slips from my lips again. Saying fuck it I give in to what I want to do. Pulling out my phone I quickly press send to her number and after the first ring I hang up. "She's sleep dummy. She's sleep." Seconds later the phone begins to ring. It's her. So, she is awake? Or maybe I woke her. Either way she was calling back. My selfish ass answers the phone.

"Hello?"

"Can't sleep?" She said through the phone knowingly.

"You don't sound as if you were sleep." I say instead of answering her question.