So, this is just a drabble. I was hoping this way I can find someone to Beta my works. English is not my first language so I really need help. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this small story.
Maybe she's just lonely, or perhaps she's just crazy. She doesn't know, but she can't stop thinking about it. It's October and sheets are stacked all over her backyard and the front of her house, all of them are brown or orange or have the loveliest fading green, there are some that seem to be dark red.
She hasn't gotten out of bed so she doesn't know. She tries to sleep, to dream.
It's funny, because in her daily life she has never been a dreamer. She was always too busy trying to be thinner or prettier or just trying to be perfect. She was head cheerleader and she dated the quarterback, yet she cheated on him and had his best friend's baby. She had a beautiful baby girl, yet she had to give her up for adoption, knowing she was just a kid that could not offer what Beth needed. She struggled to have her life back, she even got into Yale but she wasn't happy.
Everything was that way until a month ago. It was a normal day for her, going to work, going back home, read and go to sleep. And while she was sleeping, Rachel had found her.
All she can feel is the breath of a person touching her neck. That person snores lightly and the first reaction she has is chuckle. The person buried into her side is small, but she can't look at her, it's like her eyes are covered but she can't feel any kind of cloth over her eyes.
She may can't see, but she can feel the slim, but curvy body pressed against hers. The skin of the other woman is a little cold and she feels a bit sticky. She frowns and tries to move, but it's like a death weight is pressing her body down onto the mattress. The panic finally begins the raise, but just when she's about to ask for help, the small body tucked under into her left side, stirs and a loud, over dramatic yawn is heard, then giggles.
Her heartbeats speed up and her breathing is short. What the hell is happening? she tries to move again, but just as she feels like she can sit up, the body of the unknown woman lays on top of her, breasts meet breasts and a small whimper leaves her throat. She hears chuckles. "What in the hell is so funny?" she growls. But all the anger dissipates when she feel soft lips on the space between her eyebrows, erasing the frown. If the hot feeling in her cheeks is any indication, she's blushing.
"Just tell me who the hell are you and why I can't see anything" Quinn demands with imperative voice, the same one she's been using since she was head cheerleader and the one that made the rest of the student part like the red sea when she was walking down the halls.
"I'm Rachel" she answers and Quinn smiles just a little bit, but she doesn't know why. "And that's all you can know about me. Perhaps now that your question has been answered, we can proceed with the interesting part of this dream while you still are in a deep slumber"
She doesn't know what to say, but she can hear this girl huffing in annoyance. She feels Rachel moving, teasingly brushing her skin over hers, she can feel hard nipples press against some spot in her chest as she feels a sweet kiss on her forehead. She shivers.
Just as she feels wet kisses under her ear, a loud ring forces her into opening her eyes and she gasps. The sun blinds her, making her close them again. "Rachel?"she calls out, but there's nothing but deep silence. She opens her eyes again and she looks around, trying to find her, even if she doesn't know how she looks like. The void in her apartment tells her everything. She's alone, nothing has changed.