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Brightside
Story written on January 30, 2008 by 0okyryo0.
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I can’t do this. No, I won’t do this. But damn it felt so good. Not Cat herself of course, (Annabelle had expected more) but to be touched. To be wanted by someone. By anyone really. Sure it wasn’t what, or rather who, she wanted; but she could live with that. Or so she thought. She pushed her body against Cat’s in a feeble attempt to gain control of their kiss. Catherine was so aggressive; gripping Annabelle’s face and bruising her lips with the force of the kiss.
Annabelle tried to concentrate on Miss Bradley. She attempted to imagine that it was Simone she was kissing, but that task seemed almost impossible as Cat’s tongue shoved its way roughly into her mouth. No, something told Annabelle that kissing her teacher would be a much different, and softer, experience. She couldn’t do this.
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Simone didn’t know what possessed her to go out that night. Maybe it was her crowded and conflicted mind, maybe she just needed to think about things. Maybe she wanted to reflect upon earlier and happier days. Or maybe it was because she had overheard the words “tonight” and “pool” whispered hastily between Catherine and Annabelle that morning during her class.
Not knowing whether or not she actually did want to discern what the two had planned, Simone sauntered as slowly as she could without walking backwards, to the pool.
It was no secret between them that Annabelle got under her skin. Perhaps even frightened her a little bit. But, in her own persistent way, the girl was slowly opening the cage around Simone’s heart. Before meeting Annabelle, she hadn’t so much as glanced at a photo of Amanda. And that had been fine. However, it meant a certain withdrawal from who she was and the way she lived. Simone had effectively rebuilt her life in an image acceptable to her family, and a majority of the general population.
The feelings Annabelle inspired in her were not completely unwelcomed, however they were discouraged. Simone knew exactly what Annabelle wanted from her. Or at least, she thought she had known – because what on earth was that girl doing kissing Catherine?
Simone’s heart pulsed heavily in her throat as she watched the scene before her. Catherine was assaulting Annabelle with kisses so forceful she had almost pushed the older girl under the water. Blood was now pulsing through Simone’s veins at such a rate that cardiac arrest seemed almost inevitable. The woman’s legs collapsed beneath her and she was left sitting on the ground. It didn’t take long for her to push aside the branches obstructing her view of the pool. She could now see one of Cat’s hands sliding effortlessly over Annabelle’s chest in the water.
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