My First Lesbian Love

Pure Bliss

As the days went by, Abigail and I grew even closer. I met a few of her friends and they all seemed quite nice. Though one of them, Lexie, seemed to disapprove of our relationship. I heard Lexie and Abigail arguing about us in the kitchen during a get together at Lexie's. "Dude. What's wrong with you? You just freakin' met her. Why are y'all already claimin' each other?" Geez. "Oh my god. I know we just met, but we just click, ya know? Like, I can't explain it but she's so smart and she makes me laugh. I can't help who I want to be with." That's exactly how I feel. "Whatever, man! What if she's just using you? She's not a lesbian, dude. Something's up with that chick." Someone's a little jealous. "So what!? She likes me. That's all that matters. Y'know, I thought you were done with this jealousy shit. We're over, Lexie!" And with that, Abigail stormed out of the kitchen, causing me to run in the other direction. I turned around abruptly, back towards the kitchen to make it seem as though I was just now walking to the kitchen area.

She smiled at me, lovingly, without slowing her pace and grabbed my hand as she passed me. "Hey, you okay, babe?" I was still getting used to calling her that. "Yeah, I'll tell you all about it later. Let's just get the hell out of here." I followed her closely as we made our way through the wave of other people at the small party. Almost all of them wanting to know why we were leaving so early. We mostly ignored them and kept at it until we were finally in solitude; the car. "Alright, we're alone. Tell me, babe." I said while reaching for, and receiving her hand as she continued to drive. She looked at me, and turned her wrist to kiss the back of my hand.

"Okay, so you know Lexie, right?" I think I already know what she's about to say, but I feel like being amused. "Of course I do, stop stalling!" I said with a hint of sarcasm. "Well, we used to be a thing. A long time ago." She elongated the 'long'. "So..." I said with a smile, to reassure her of my confidence in our relationship. "So, I just thought you should know, she's still a little bitter over the whole thing and is jealous of us." "Well let her be jealous cause you're mine." I said in a jokingly sassy tone. I wasn't the least bit worried. I was already falling in love with Abigail in this short time and I know nothing can break us apart. Not even a jealous ex.

As we got in the house that I have quickly grown used to, I grimly began to remember that classes would be starting back up again soon. Great. Back to seeing Ricky's 'roided up' friends. And people I used to call best friends. I still hadn't heard from Eddie or Jamie. They better have a damn good excuse for not even checking to see if I was okay.

"Hey, I have to go to Ricky's place tomorrow to get some things. Will you come with me?" "Yeah, of course, hun. Oh-and I forgot. I got an offer to teach full-time at this university. The pay's great and...another thing. "What?" I said curiously, turning toward her. "It's at your school." She looked up from the television, to see my reaction. "Oh...that's great, babe. We'll get to see each other during the day." I responded, trying to sound excited. I mean, I love Abigail. Yes, I love her, but I haven't really mentioned my current relationship status with anyone at school.

"Yeah, I'm gonna teach a psychology class. Just basic stuff to get started." She said turning back to the television nonchalantly. "Oh, yeah? Cool." I said as I went over to the couch to sit with her. There was a marathon of our favorite show 'Lost Girl'. Grabbing a blanket and cuddling up to Abigail I started to think about my life. I was most definitely happy with it. I love Abigail and all that she is and I love these new feelings I have for her. I never saw myself growing old with or marrying another woman, but now that's all I think about with her. So, I don't care what people will think! We love each other, or at least I love her and that's all that matters. I think we can do this.

The next morning I woke up under Abigail's arm, lying on her chest. Gosh I loved waking up to her beautiful face. I lied there for a moment taking in this wonderful sight of her breathing softly. How had I gotten to call her mine? Why had she taken me in and saved me from more than even she knew? I don't know why, but I sure am thankful.