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    Torn

    I stood there staring at my own reflection. I noticed the purplish bags forming under my eyes, I’d had trouble sleeping lately. As I stooped down again to wet my cheeks, I felt the instant refreshing feeling. I wiped my face, I felt the pressure arise on my shoulder.

    I gulped hard, feeling how dry all of a sudden my mouth had become. I looked over my shoulder to meet the sarrow spent eyes I wished so deeply for the mist to clear… I questioned whether that could happen.

    “Cat, please we need to talk. I’ve sat here all night feeling your eyes burn into my skin and yet you haven’t said a word to me.”

    I watched as her lips parted, and the slight panting of her breath as it caressed my face. I could feel the sudden intoxication she arose within me in her presence. My heart thumping so hard against my rib cage I held my hand over it to stop the ache.

    Frankie inched herself further into me, her lips millimetres from mine. I pushed my hand between our lips before anything further happened, my hand pressed against the softness of her lips. I couldn’t deny it felt excruciatingly good. I was constantly having the battle with my heart over my mind.

    “Frankie, we can’t do this. I have been avoiding you because I don’t want to hurt anyone and that’s exactly what is going to happen. If we continue what ever this is between us”.

    “You can’t be serious can you that you want to actually stay with the cop?” I could see her resolve breaking, this was her mechanism when everything didn’t go in her favour; to mock me and my choices.

    “See this is why there is no talking to you. How is it one minute you can make me feel like the only woman you’ll ever love or want and then in the next breath make me feel like shit?” I stood back crossing my arms, I was aware that she would always make me feel this way she had for so long, but when do you say enough is enough and see it for what it is. Cold-hearted bitchiness like the green eyes monster, but yet my heart wouldn’t stop yearning for the blonde.

    “But I… I didn’t say it to try to hurt you.”

    “That’s your problem right there Frankie, you never think about how you treat me. It’s always the same.”

    The toilet door flung open and I heard the roar of laughter; it was Sam’s. Her and Tess flounced through the door slightly worse for wear at this point. Her eyes looking at the two images before her; me and Frankie.

    The laughter quickly died, I wasn’t quite sure if this did indeed look worse than it actually was.

    “Everything ok Cat?” Sam’s voice suddenly steady and completely focused on me. I had to tell myself to just breathe and everything would be just fine.

    “Yeah of course it is, why wouldn’t it be babe?”. Another lie told. I was getting quite worried at how effortlessly I was beginning to be able to lie to her face.

    The atmosphere was more intense that it had been before, it seemed even Tess was affected by the going on’s.

    “I’m just going to the bar do you guys want anything?”

    We all replied no, Sam’s eyes trailed Frankie’s as she past to leave. If there wasn’t animosity before this was the start of it. We waited for Tess to go into the stall before either of us spoke.

    “Did I interrupt something between you two?” Her voice dripping with sarcasm, she knew that would stir a reaction from me, “No of course you didn’t. Why don’t you got to the toilet and I will wait here for you. Maybe then we can get going?”

    Sam never uttered a word her face unreadable like stone. Would this be the end of me and Sam? Did she know?

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