Taste of Love - (Gal Gadot)

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i know, i know. i've been gone for so long. missed me? hope you did, but i'm finally back and i'm better as ever. going to make a few changes; when i first started writing this story, i was 16, now i am 19, i have grown quite a lot, as well as my writing skills, but enough talking, lets get to the story! (ps, i'll stay consistent with my posts!)

i felt my heart palpitate, my mother had called me downstairs for a talk. what was it going to be about? me sleeping in too much? playing an excessive amount of video games, or did she finally find out about the abuse i had been enduring by Donny? my mind was racing, i kept glancing between the walls, and the ground, avoiding eye contact by all means necessary, but i could feel her stare within my core; it was intense, and once i made eye contact, she opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, i cut her off and began speaking.

"is this about Gal?" i mumbled, my heartbeat racing in speed, oh my, maybe she found out about the kiss, would Gal really fess up? there's no way, Gal's not like that, i know her... or at least i think i do.

she looked surprise, but nonetheless nodded her head slowly. "Sarah, my love. one moment, you're just a regular teenager , and the next, you're seen as a mystery woman all over the news, do you want to explain what happened while i was gone?"

mom leaving for 2 weeks was a blessing, but was it really now that i think about it? i went from being no one, to being known as a mystery, that people were so desperately trying to solve, it was as if i were a game, or a missing puzzle, but i shouldn't be shocked, i should have known my mom would have found out that Gal and i would be hanging out whilst she was gone.

"i dont know what you want me to say" i murmured. "Gal's the next door neighbor, its just like you said, carry a good impression, right? so i spent some time with her, i tried to be nice... we're good friends now"

but are we, really?

i bit my lip, thinking about the conversation we had on Friday, her confessing to being jealous and me confessing my feelings, but where does this take us?

"is there something you maybe would like to tell me?" my mother tilted her head, her eyes not leaving mine even for a second, and thats when my anxiety began to increase drastically. its as if she knew something might have happened, but would i be a stupid fool and let her know? of course not, at the end of the day, i was simply a high school student, focusing on my education whilst Gal was a multi millionaire who has made a name for herself all over.

"no" my voice was icy cold, but i felt hotter than the fires of hell, as i felt like my own mother was onto me. "i'm just really glad you're back from your trip" i plastered a smile on my face, it wasn't much of a lie, i did miss my mother, but i also wanted to get the hell out of the conversation.

"sweetheart. listen to me" she started, her voice soft and gentle. "i think it might be for the best if you started spending less time with Gal. don't get me wrong, that woman is as sweet as ever, but let's not forget, all eyes are on her. my daughter is now seen as a mystery in the public's eye. i'm not okay with that. so please, for your sake, focus on yourself, and spend less time with her"

i knew if i were to speak up; i would sound defensive so i stayed silent, and man... silence was a hell of a killer. i had gotten up from my seat, and headed upstairs, feeling so many emotions all at once.

was i sad? yes. confused? very? overwhelmed? absolutely. but all of my emotions all led to Gal, i needed to speak to her and God was the irony priceless, though my mother told me to stay away, i knew i could do that at day, but at night, i needed to speak to her, about everything, i needed to know how she was feeling, what she was feeling...

i had waited for hours, my eyes on the clock, as i watched time pass, it was after midnight, till i got the courage to slowly walk out of my house and towards Gal, i was wearing my pajamas, i was too anxious to change into a different set of clothing. i was brought out of my thoughts as i rang the bell, my breath getting shaky, as i kept my eyes on the ground.

i heard the door open, her index finger was under my chin, raising my head up, and once i made eye contact, i saw that ethereal smile that i would die for. i was thankful it was dark outside, or else she would see me blushing.

"Sarah" her voice deeper than normal, i must have woken her up, shit. now i feel quite guilty but i must admit, she sounds much hotter. i glanced at her outfit. she was wearing shorts and a baggy shirt, she looked absolutely adorable.

"you and i have to talk about something" i spoke up, surprised at how confident i sounded as i spoke without a stutter. "i'm sorry i'm here so late, but i'm just so anxious and i didnt want to talk about it over text"

"come in, we'll talk" she held my hand, gently pulling me inside as she shut the door and locked it, her hand still on my mind, she began to intertwine her fingers on mine, i had never felt so warm feeling another persons touch, she truly was something else.

"Gal. be honest with me, why did you feel angry when you saw me at the party with Donny?" i spoke so quickly, i was afraid she wouldn't have heard anything i said, but i know she did when she responded back, i just didnt expect what she was about to say.

"so we're just going to go right into it? you wouldn't perhaps like a cup of coffee? water? or juice?" she smiled devilishly. oh, so she wants to play like that, huh?

"Gal, i'm serious. i know you said you were jealous, but why? i mean for fucks sake, you're in a relationship, and you have been for years. did you just say that you were jealous because it was in the heat of the moment?"

she looked...offended, even hurt. "heat in the moment? do you even realize how hard it was for me to tell you? its not easy for me to open up about how i feel, especially when you wouldn't understand, Sarah"

"how would i not understand, Gal? elaborate" i exclaimed. getting up as i started to pace around. "how would i not understand what?"

she wanted to say something but kept her mouth shut. it seemed as if she was deep in thought, like she wanted to get something off her chest but she couldn't, which lured me in even more.

it felt like eternity, but it only was a few minutes before she began talking, responding back to me, leaving me speechless and in pieces.

"you know, Sarah. theres just that spark about you that lights up when you're around me. i dont know what it is, exactly. i'm trying to figure it out. but to be honest, what do you think is going to happen? that we'll be together? that i'll leave my relationship to be with you? come on, Sarah. think rationally. we shared something special, we still do, but its not realistic, you mean something to me but i dont want to live in a fairytale."

i felt like crying. but i wasnt going to show off my weakness, so instead i gathered my feelings and tried to bury them deep inside where she couldn't seem them. "i truly hope Chris makes you as happy as the media portrays it out to be" i started off. "and please dont talk to me again."

and with that, i gave her one final look before i walked out of that door, my face emotionless, but my emotions all scattered across the floor. it was quite weird, i felt so much yet i was still a little numb by it all.