The Ex (Lesbian LGBT Story)

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Carter

It was a few days later - Jane had been avoiding me the rest of this week. Probably due to her bad luck, and she knew I would hurt her if I saw her. Andrea reassured me that she was speaking to Ariana about everything, but it would take time.

"Why can't she tell me what Ariana said? Even if she didn't say much?" I groaned. It was an extra warm May afternoon. I had my legs stretched out on Andrea's bed, eating her chips.

"Wow, I feel like just like a freshman again," Andrea said playfully. "All the drama, the going back and fourth," She drifted off and looked up at me, her eyes loving. "Ariana's thinking on it. Try your best not to freak out."

"She has nothing to think about!" I nearly choked on the potato chip I was chewing as I yelled. "Jane played a prank. It wasn't even  real."

Andrea squinted at me, saying each word with emphasis. "You ... were... about... to kiss .... Jane."

"No, I wasn't." I snapped stubbornly, trying to remember..

...

"Who says we're even friends?" Jane said, surprised. "I'm here if you need me, but I know you hate me."

"I don't hate you, I hate the things you did to me." I muttered.

"I'll stop intervening with you and Ariana. I didn't know it would hurt you this much." She looked at me, and I looked back. This moment felt extremely odd, the air around us getting colder and colder. I saw how red her cheeks were..

"Thanks." Our eyes met. Jane titled her head, starting to lean in. My heart began to race as her lips became closer and closer. Our lips were about an inch away when someone yelled out at us..

...

I shook my head, taking myself back to the present. I looked over at Andrea with my mouth wide open. "Holy crap! I didn't even realize!" I smacked myself on the head, groaning. "I can't believe this."

"It's okay. I'm sure you didn't realize what was going on: it was in the moment." She frowned and grabbed some chips to keep herself quiet.

"Andrea, it wasn't. She leaned in to kiss me and I wanted her to kiss me.. But I don't even like Jane!" I buried my face into the bed, voice now muffled. "I didn't even think about what I was doing. I don't like her." I repeated angrily.

"Okay, okay." Andrea sighed and I felt her get up; I raised my head to see her sit down at her desk.

"Ariana will forgive you. I mean, you are Carter." She grinned at me and I stuck my tongue out.

There was a knock at her bedroom door. Jane's head popped in. I sat up quickly.

"Don't," She said, putting a hand up. "The door was open and Andrea texted me earlier. I heard every word. I just came by to tell you that I got Ariana t-to listen.." Jane burst into tears suddenly, and I froze, completely in shock. I quickly gathered that she had heard me say I didn't like her.

"Jane, I can explain.." I started, drifting off as Andrea led Jane to the bed, hugging her close. I shifted over awkwardly so I could sit beside Jane too.

"I don't like you like that, I thought that was obvious. We can try being friends, if that's enough for you. I'm sure you've changed, like Andrea says." I stared at her, waiting for a reaction. She slowly wiped away her tears, pushing her bangs out of her face.

"Carter, I still want you. I ruined everything and yet I still crave you in ways I didn't before. And I can't even have another chance. It really hurts." She looked at me sadly. Andrea coughed to break the awkward silence.

"Yeah.." I chose not to even acknowledge what she had said. "Well, thank you for fixing my relationship. It means a lot to me." I patted her back and stood up, swaying a bit. I waved goodbye and walked down the stairs and out the door. I breathed a sigh of relief at fresh air.

I walked on the sidewalk back to my house, which takes a good ten minutes. Ten minutes to use my thoughts wisely.

How would I explain to Ariana that I did not like Jane? It was just in the moment.. I wanted to kiss someone.. It had nothing to do with Jane in reality...

I bit my lip hard and sighed. I was on the corner across from my house, so I started to jog faster. I closed my eyes for just a moment and crashed into someone.

"Oops!" I gasped, looking up. Ariana stood in front of me, staring blankly. It was as if she couldn't remember who I was.

"I'm-I'm sorry." I stuttered out, my breath caught in my throat at the sight of her. I wasn't sure if my apology was for the crash or for me almost kissing Jane. Ariana sighed, stepping back.

"Don't be. I'm the one who's sorry." She moved in front of me, blocking me from walking. She leaned in, cupped my face, and kissed me. The kiss made me feel butterflies and I pulled away, shock clear on my face.

"You still love me?" I all but nearly cried. with joy. She cocked her head, snickering.

"Of course I do, you idiot. I only said that to get you to leave... I'm sorry I thought you cheated." She whispered sadly. She pulled my hand into hers and squeezed it. I smiled wide, unable to believe my luck. "I was just coming by to tell you how sorry I was."

"I'm so happy you came to your senses," I laughed, poking her in the nose. She pulled my hand away and met my gaze with a serious, angry look.

"I would never hurt you. I'm not like those other girls. I love you." She kissed me again and I let out a moan, tugging lightly on her shirt.

"Let's go to your house and get these clothes off." I whispered. Her mouth dropped open in shock, but led me to her car without question.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Make up sex with Ariana was a dream come true.