Small beads of sweat decorated Ashley's lower abdomen, like sand ready to be swept into the ocean. She lifted her fingers slowly as she rolled onto her side, she then began tracing the outline of the other girls exposed back. The long haired blonde stirred under the soft touch and a smile was revealed as her lips parted. Ashley brushed Chelsea's hair to one side, leaving part of her neck-line exposed. With swift confidence Ashley placed a kiss there and it trigged the desire to speak in the girl.
"Oh Meghan… you sure know how to turn me on." Chelsea's eyes fluttered open quickly as her mouth dropped an inch in an attempt to cover the mistake she had committed. The air in the room had been sucked out and Ashley found all the hairs on her arm standing on end. Her throat was quickly filled with a mix of rage and confusion.
"Wow, that's funny, I could have sworn my name was Ashley…" By this time Chelsea had turned around to face her.
"Look, Ash, don't over-react. I am tired from getting up early for school today and that was simply a slip up."
"Yeah a Freudian slip! We just finished having sex twenty minutes ago and now you call me some other girl's name?" Trying not to release any more emotion, Ashley instead slipped into action. She began pulling on her clothes at a frantic pace; her eyes wisely avoided Chelsea's. "You know, I felt in my bones that something was up when I got back from my trip last weekend. I was gone for all of a week and you just couldn't stop yourself could you?"
"Meghan and I are just friends."
"Just friends… A friend that you slept with? Well I guess according to that definition, that makes you and I just friends. Only, I don't sleep with my friends, in fact I only sleep with you because I consider you my girlfriend… I thought we were in a relationship, you have had the tendency to say you love me on occasion."
"I do love you, you know that, but… Well, I like Meghan too. Besides you and I never really discussed what we were."
Ashley was beginning to lose her cool and her teeth were starting to grind together involuntarily. "No, that's where you're wrong I tried to discuss it with you. But every time I asked you about it, you just shut me up with a kiss and then began taking things in another direction." Ashley's leg started to shake; she was balancing on the edge of the bed. Her fingers dug into her knee and she began to scratch them back and forth.
"Ashley, I love you…"
That was the last thing that needed to be said, taking her forefinger and thumb Ashley pinched out the flame of the lone candle in the room. After wincing from the pain, she pushed herself off the bed and was ready to take her stand. "Chelsea you need to get off my bed and get out of my room. Don't give me that 'sad, feel sorry for you pout' it's not going to work. Not this time. You don't know what love is and the cold truth is that you've been using me to get what you want. And all you've wanted from me is sex." She stood up pacing the room, stopping to pick up Chelsea's clothes to throw at her. "If being used is all there is to love, then I definitely do not want it or need. I'm out." Chelsea began to laugh, causing Ashley to throw an air punch her way. "Don't even laugh, I wasn't saying I'm out of the closet, that was not meant to be a gay joke in any shape or form."
Chelsea stood up, still undressed and holding her clothes loosely in her hands, tempting Ashley to look at her body. Longing rose in Ashley's flesh as she felt the heat rise between her legs. Then she felt the pain in her gut, telling her not to break. "You need to go."
Chelsea sighed as she shook her head. "Whatever Ash, you just need to learn to accept people for the way they are." As she walked, Ashley's head dropped and she checked out the girl's bear backside. It is cute…she thought. Slapping herself in the forehead, she tried to expel the forbidden phrase. The door was slammed, concluding Chelsea's exit, leaving Ashley alone with her discomfort. She jumped on her bed, letting herself kick and punch at the pillows in frustration.
"What the hell is my problem? I must be flat out crazy... I'm so desperate for a girl's attention that I'll put up with the world's worst liar and biggest cheater?"
As she let out a sigh, her eyes wandered over to the clock, 3:30, she had an hour till she had to be to work. Ashley was ready to welcome productivity over solitude. She turned up the radio to comfort her while she got ready. Once she recognized the song, she started tapping her foot began twirling her name tag for work in her fingers.
