*Raven's Point of View*
Chelsea and I set the snacks on the desk beside my table and discussed what movie we wanted to watch. Chelsea kneeled down, browsing the vast selection of DVD's I had collected over the years. She thumbed through them until she found her favorite movie: Baby Mama.
As she put the DVD in, I killed the lights quickly and plopped down on my bed, making sure to give Chelsea plenty of room beside me. Chelsea had turned around to face me. A light pink softly dusted her cheeks. After a moment of rolling the options in her mind, Chelsea chose to sit on the floor in front of me instead. She leaned against the bed after I had placed a soft pillow behind her back.
"Comfortable?" I asked. I received a nod of the head as a response.
I didn't concentrate on the movie as I was tired out of watching them; instead I thoroughly thought about what that conversation would do to our friendship. 'If I told her about me, would she run away or welcome my feelings?'
About a half hour through the movie I got 'thirsty'. Also known as: I wanted to be alone for a minute. "Girl, I'm in the mood for water instead of soda. I'll be right back," I made the lame excuse to get out of the room.
Chelsea murmured something, her eyes never leaving the television screen.
'When Chelsea watches movies, she watches movies,' I thought, amused at how she stares at the TV screen like it's the most awe-inspiring thing she has ever witnessed.
I grabbed the unopened soda can. Chels had opened hers and was sipping from it mindlessly. Going back into the kitchen, I exchanged the can for a bottle of cold water. Unscrewing the cap, I leaned against the counter and sighed. 'This will be a long night.'
Taking a minute to chill down, I wandered slowly back down the basement steps to my occupied room. Closing the door silently I laid across the bed with a drawn out sigh, sitting my water bottle on the nightstand.
"You okay Rae?" that sweet girl asked me, her eyes gently studying my face in the dark. Forcing a small smile I nodded my head as best as I could in this position.
A second later Chelsea turned back around, choosing instead to look at the floor. "We need another talk don't we?" she mumbled.
I slowly closed my eyes. "Yeah," I whispered back. I moved closer to her back, my hand resting on her shoulder. I propped my head up by my elbow and watched Chelsea's eyes stay lowered to the ground. In the dark I could still see the little glistening tear roll down her pale cheek.
"Girl, don't cry. I just have something to tell you." Her head snapped up in curiosity.
"What about Rae?"
I smiled softly and wiped her tear away, my hand a bit shaky. Resting my hand back on Chelsea's shoulder, I gently rubbed the tense muscles. As I did this, I moved my head so that I was closer to her neck. I did something that I may or may not regret later, but…I had to.
I leaned closer, my breath tickling the side of Chelsea's neck as I spoke: "I'm attracted to you."
I heard the redhead's gasp of pure shock. "What…but…that means…" she stuttered, her eyes wide. She looked at me, her once bright eyes now filled with tears. They spilled from her beautiful brown eyes, quickly sliding down her cheeks. I straightened myself and sat on the floor next to her. I gently thumbed away her tears and steeled myself for the reaction to fully kick in.
"Yes, Chels. I'm gay too," I whispered, leaning closer.
