Dementia : Part 1
She looked down at me and touched my hand one last time and crept out of the aisle. She returned a few minutes later and I would have screamed if she hadn’t put her hand over my mouth. She motioned for me to be quiet and to follow her. As we crawled on our stomachs I saw a man with a gun standing by the emergency exit.
I followed her as she crawled to the emergency exit. Soon we were crouching in one aisle near the exit. The man hadn’t noticed us. She looked at me and touched my cheek briefly then she was up. I watched in amazement as she charged the man, he was facing the door and turned just in time to catch her foot in his midriff. I winced as he doubled over and she kicked the gun out of his hand. I saw her motion to me as she viciously elbowed the guy in the face.
I watched her floor this guy and we ran out of the cinema. She grabbed my hand and pulled me around a corner. Just as a group of men in SWAT gear stormed the door. She led me quickly down a side street and out on to the main street. I looked at her, lacking words to say.
"You can’t tell anyone about this ok? If they ask just tell them the show we saw was over before it happened." She said and grabbing my hand we walked down the street. She had in that time somehow donned her cloak without my noticing. She was back to her normal self. I realized that we were holding hands and started to pull my hand away and apologize for what I had been about to do earlier. But she wouldn’t let me get out that easy, she didn’t let my hand go, instead she squeezed it tighter and walked closer to me.
She told her she wanted to do that again and she smiled nervously. I looked around and realized it must be close to midnight. My parents were going to kill me. I suddenly realized we had stopped and I looked around. We were in front of the shop. No wonder she hadn’t been worried about someone seeing us holding hands.
"Well I’ll see you at school then" she said. A lot more confident, the change was stunning and I really liked this new her. I nodded and started to go. But she hadn’t let go of my hand yet. Instead she pulled me to her and looked into my eyes, I felt my heart pounding in my head. I felt her put her arms around me. I watched in stunned silence as her lips parted and she leaned forward.
Her eyes slowly closing and I knew what was coming. But even though I knew what was coming I still wasn’t prepared for it. The feel of her soft lips on mine. The taste of her mouth. The smell of her. The beauty of her. I felt like I was going to faint and then it was over.
She smiled and stepped away still holding my hand. She smiled and told me that she had wanted to do that for a long time. I nodded still in shock; she gave my hand on final squeeze and said good bye. She walked into the shop and closed the door. I stumbled around the corner and sank down against the wall. I was shaking all over. I gently touched my lips remembering the feeling of her kiss. I shook my head and dragged myself up. I walked to the bus station, and managed to catch the last late bus to the bus stop near my house.
I crept to my house and silently as I could went inside. It was no good, they were both still up and were wondering why they hadn’t been able to reach me on my cell phone. I suddenly remembered I had turned it off in the Movie Theater and had forgotten to turn it back on. They weren’t angry, just worried. I remembered when they used to get angry with me for staying out late. But now they only wanted to know were I was.
Chapter 4: the rumors are true
It was Monday morning and I was sitting on the bus waiting anxiously for the bus to stop at her spot. When it got there I saw her get on. And I was struck by just how beautiful she really was. I saw her smile when she saw me and instead of sitting across from me she threw her bag into the seat and grabbed mine also throwing it into the other seat and then she sat down next to me.
I wanted to kiss her so bad but knew we couldn’t. She smiled and took my hand in hers. That much we could at least do without anyone noticing. From that moment on we were inseparable. We spent all our time at school together and loathed the classes we were apart. Rumors had started surfacing that we were lesbians. At times we almost felt obliged to confirm them.
Chapter 5: homework
One night I was lying on the couch in the upstairs of the shop, with my head in her lap as we did our homework. She looked down and smiled at me. She stroked my hair and told me how beautiful I was. Something, which she did at least, every five minutes. I smiled at her and touched two fingers to my lips then to hers. She smiled and held my hand against her cheek.
I started to complain about how she was keeping me from doing my work by distracting me with her beauty and that if she got anymore beautiful she would make me fail school. She laughed and bent down kissing me on the forehead. Then went back to work writing with one hand, the other absent-mindedly resting my chest. She was absent-mindedly playing with my breasts. I smiled and set my work down; I rubbed my head against her crotch. She looked down and smiled.
"Naughty, naughty, not now I have to finish this stupid essay." She said. I smiled; we had always talked about it, but had never gone far past kissing. I heard a nock on the door and her mother called out asking if we were decent.
"Yes mom" she called out
"Or are we? Well I guess you’re just going to have to come in and find out" I called out and eve playfully cuffed me over the head. Her mom entered carrying a tray laden with snacks.
"I thought you two may have been hungry," she said setting the tray down.
"I know you two will work something out if either of you get thirsty. Something I’m sure both of you can agree on and enjoy." She said as she dodged the pillow eve had thrown at her and left cackling. I suddenly understood what exactly eve’s mom had meant. I smiled evilly and snuggled up to her. I rubbed my head into her crotch again.
"I really need to finish the essay, Hon," she said
"But I’m so thirsty" I whimpered and started pawing at the button on her jeans. She looked down at me and raised an eyebrow.
"Ok" she sighed "but I’m going to keep working"
I grinned and started rubbing her pussy through her jeans with one hand and undoing the button of her jeans with the other. I pulled them off to reveal a black thong I grinned and ran my fingers along the out edges of her panties. I slid them in and began to rub her pussy. She let out a moan and then shifted. I grinned nuzzling her with my face. This wasn’t how I had imagined our first lovemaking but it would do. Suddenly I heard eve’s mother call out. Telling us that my mother was here.
"Shit" we said in unison and jumped up. She quickly pulled her pants up and I found my book. We barely managed to sit down in time, before my mom opened the door. She smiled and told me we needed to go. I lobbied with her to no avail. She told me she’d wait downstairs and then left. I turned and kissed eve goodbye telling her I’d call her. I grabbed my books and started towards the door. Eve grabbed me from behind and kissed me again.
"Babe, I love you." She said "and anytime your thirsty just let me know, I’ll be happy to provide. Who knows maybe I’ll even decide I need a drink" she joked and kissed me one last time. Laughing I walked down the stairs to meet my mom in the front.
Neither of my parents knew I was a lesbian, and I intended to keep it that way. They weren’t the most tolerant when it came to homosexuals. They just though eve was a good friend.
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