Connected (GirlxGirl)

5. Georgia

I shivered as I entered the house. We had made it back just in time because the rain was pouring out of control now and the thunder had gotten worse. Darcy had allowed me to enter first and I turned and waited for her. I must have been in a trance because by the time I came to she was out of her sneakers and standing in front of me.

"You okay?" She ask with a smirk and I frown. Boy how I hated that smirk sometimes. It made me feel as if she knew what I was thinking. Witch made me uneasy.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"Yes you are." She said and I look away unable to take her intense stare any longer. "But you can take off your shoes now. You're wetting the floor."

"Oh well yes ma'am." I said giving her a little sarcastic bow.

"Don't get sarcastic with me little girl."
She said as she walks pass me.

"Or what?" I challenge.

"Oh, you don't want to know."

"Try me." I gasp as she rushes me pinning me against the wall. "Darcy..."
She groans as she press her body against mine her hand sliding against my cheek and through my hair. She grabs my hair but not painfully. It turns me on.

"One of these days little girl, I'm going to have my way with you."

"Don't be so sure of yourself." I gasp as she slid a thigh between my legs.

"Your heart is racing out of control little girl." She said as she press her lips against my neck. She takes my hands and place them over my head. At this point I can't control my breathing. "Give me permission George." She sounded desperate.

"Darcy..."

"Give me permission." Deciding to test her limits I grase my lips at the tip of her ear and she groans so loudly. "George..." She catches me off guard again as she opens my legs pressing herself between them. She press hard against me groaning as doing so. She then wrap a hand around my neck firmly but it didnt hurt at all. It was another turn on. I look her in her eyes and she suddenly let me go. I damn near fall onto the floor but she catches me holding me up.

"Are you going to continue testing me?" Not backing down I fold my arms across my chest staring at her and she smirks.

"And if I do?" She reached up caressing my cheek.

"Next time I won't stop." Then she walks away leaving me staring after her. "What the hell just happened?"

I found myself following her into the kitchen. Why I followed her instead of putting distance between us I have no idea, but I needed to be near her. I stopped once I get to the entrance of the kitchen and just watched her. She looked to be washing dishes.

"Do you cook?" She caught me off guard with that question.

"Ah yeah I can throw down in the kitchen." I lied and she did a light chuckle.

"Yeah. What can you cook?"

"Ah anything. You name it and I can cook it." She laughed this time.

"Stop lying we both know you can not cook."

"Then why did you ask?"

"I wanted to see what you'd say."

"Can you cook?"

"I can get by."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I mean I had to learn being that I was on my own for so long."

"On your own for so long?" I detected the sadness in her voice. She seemed to had frozen. "But you are so young now."

"I'm not young."

"You still go to high school so you're young." She didn't respond. "How long have you been on your own?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It does to me." She stopped doing what she was doing and turned to face me as she leaned against the counter. She stared at me with that intense stared she did. As if she was trying to look into my souls.

"Come here." I didn't move. There was no way I was going to go to her. The way she made me feel was too much to handle. She stood and took a step toward me and I took a step back.
"Your afraid of me now?"

"No."

"Then come here." I hesitate and she takes another step towards me and I take another back.

"Georgie don't be afraid of me, please."

"I'm not." I seen the hurt in her eyes and I took a step towards her. I couldn't bare to see her sad. But when we touch I become a different person. And as the days go by it gets harder and harder to control. Why did I ask her to stay? The roar of the thunder reminded me. I nervously begin biting at the tip of my thumb. I did that sometimes when I was scared. The thunder came again.

"You know, to be a hot head the thunder sure makes you coward."

"Well I can't help it you know." I said and storm off just like a five year old child. Part of me wanted her to come after me and the other part didn't. Once inside my room I slam my door. "God how am I going to get through this weekend?"

I had no idea how tired I was until I laid in bed. I woke to the smell of food in the air and my stomach growled. Pulling myself up I make my way down the stairs and into the kitchen. I see a note on the table and it read.

"Your food is in the microwave, crybaby."

I can do nothing but smile. After warming my food I sit at the table and begin to eat. It didnt take me long to eat and after washing my dish I make my way into the living room where I knew Dracy was. She sat in the dark while she watch tv. She didn't say anything just patted the spot next to her. Smiling I went and sat next to her resting my head on her shoulder. This felt right.

"Did you like the food?" She ask me.

"Yeah. Who taught you how to cook?"

"My guardian angel."

"Your what?"

"I lived with this guy until I turned seventeen. He taught me how to care for myself."

"Really?" She nodded her head. I was curious as to what happened to her family but I knew now was not the time to ask. So I just sat there watching tv with her. My arm slowly wrap around her waist and I can feel her tense up, but I needed to feel her. Be near her. I snuggled even closer to her. "Darcy..." I didn't mean to say her name but it slipped out. She sat back against the arm rest and I followed still leaning against her. I moan as I snuggle closer and Darcy suddenly stands.

"I ah...I have to use the bathroom..." she then hurries off.