Chapter 14

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"Sian," Sophie whispered gently as looked at the girl who merely had her hand clenched into her leather jacket. She looked completely out of it. Her eyes were slightly glazed over and she was just staring at her coat.

"Sian," Sophie said a little firmer. The blonde jumped, her head shooting up so her gaze became riveted on Sophie's face. For a few seconds they just looked at each other before Sian finally stepped back, clutching her jacket to her body. Okay, now Sophie was just finding the woman's actions peculiar. Sian glanced at the brunette as she slid the jacket on and pulled it around her. All she could feel now was a tingle against her lips and the increased pace of her heart. Sophie still had that gorgeous more defined curve to her lips and the cheeky rise to her brows. She'd stretched out and grown a little taller but not much and still remained a few inches shorter than Sian.

If anything her chest had filled out a little more but Sian couldn't check her hypothesis as Sophie's jumper was slightly formless but it didn't draw away from the appeasing element of her form. The blonde swallowed hard and leant out for the counter to lean on. Sophie stepped forward but Sian merely stepped back, keeping the space between them. She knew she was making it obvious but Sophie wasn't going to know about what she'd just imagined. Sian didn't even know why she'd imagined it.

Her feelings for Sophie Webster had been buried years ago and no it wasn't because she thought Sophie would hurt her again; it was just purely because what was the point in going after someone you didn't have feelings for?

"I," Sian managed slowly. She could see the confusion in Sophie's eyes. She didn't know how the brunette was feeling but her heart felt like it was going to leap out of her chest. She was just scared because that image had been in her head because she didn't know why it was there. That was it! "I just remembered I'd help Eileen with, uh," She scrambled for purchase on an idea.

"Eileen's at work, Sian," Sophie said slowly. A lump was building in her throat as all she understood was that the blonde was desperately trying to find a reason to leave.

"Jobs," Sian said sharply. "I need to look for a job," She added when Sophie's eyebrow rose in question. "Thanks for the drinks," She murmured again before looking past the brunette. Her hands were hot as they burrowed deep in the pockets of her jacket. Sophie didn't say anything and merely stood there with a clear expression that read her sadness but looked like she was trying to hide it with that fake smile.

Not so easy to get me back is it, Sophie? The voice taunted in Sian's head. She fucking hated that little voice. No more words came to Sian's mind so she merely walked past the brunette. "Bye Jack," She said quietly as she opened the door into the hallway area. She stooped and grasped hold of her shoes, hurriedly pulling them on. Just as she was about to lean for the door handle she heard the sound of the one she had previously closed falling shut.

"Why do you always run from me?" The voice was quiet and Sian could hear it was about to crack. She couldn't turn around.

"I don't, Sophie," She replied simply, hands wrapping around the handle of the door.

"Was it that bad?" The brunette's voice came again, closer this time.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Sian answered, taking in a deep breath through her nose.

"You keep running from me, Sian. I've done nothing but be nice to you!" Sophie implored. There was frustration rising in her tone. Sian's fists clenched. "But no matter how hard I've-"

"I'm not a game!" Sian yelled as she span around and faced the woman who backed up a little. "I'm not some little toy that you are trying to fix, Sophie," She hissed as she advanced.

"See, you're jumping to conclusions again," Sophie replied angrily, eyes narrowing. "You always get a-fuckin'-head of yourself, don't you, Sian? You always think you know what's right,"

"Oh and you think trying to be nice to me is right do you, Sophie?" Sian whispered harshly.

"No but I think you acting like an absolute cow is wrong," The brunette snapped back. She was shoved hard into the wall as Sian's hands clasped at the fabric of her hoodie around her neck. It hadn't really been Sian pushing her but Sophie had back so far away by this point she had almost done the action herself. Sophie's eyes were wide and staring straight into Sian's.

"Do you know it feels to have the only person you've really ever loved break your heart, Sophie Webster? Do you realise how much losing you has made me hate myself, thinking I could have done it better or not done some things at all?" Sian breathed, her eyes growing hot. "No you don't," Sian snapped before Sophie could even try and counter for herself. Her hands were shoved away by Sophie's hands. The two girls stood watching each other before Sophie broke the silence.

"I went after you on our wedding day, Sian, I ran for effin' miles lookin' like a right prat in my dress with all my make-up ruined but you'd already gone," Sophie stammered.

"And is that meant to make it okay?" Sian's voice was getting dangerously loud now.

"No, I'm not trying to condone it," Sophie's own words were increasing in volume.

"Because I wanted to come back here and not even have to see you, Sophie because I didn't care that you'd hurt me because that was five years ago. I'm back because I want to be, not because of you if that's what you're thinking,"

"You've got nothing left, Sian," Sophie's voice was gentle now, adapting a lower tone. Sian's head rose.

"You don't know what's happened to me," Sian snapped, irritated by the continuation of the girl's know it all front.

"Then help me to," Sophie pleaded.

"Help yourself and just give up because you say something stupid," Sian whispered before shaking her head and turning back to walk out of the door. Her hand actually closed around the handle this time before she felt her body being pushed against the cold door.

"I'm not letting you go again," The brunette shot back.

"It's too late," Sian choked, tears now threatening to spill over as the whole situation overwhelmed her emotional wall.

"Someone once told me that hating someone was too tiring, Sian," Sophie whispered.

"Don't you dare try and weave your way back in with stupid quotes, I know what I said, Sophie!" The blonde shouted but Sophie didn't flinch. "Now let me go before I-"

"Before you what, Sian?" Sophie yelled over her, becoming instantly annoyed by the girl's continuous stubbornness. "Slap me because that worked out so well for you last time, oh hey, why don't you just drop another piece of clothing on the ground," Sophie barely got her sentence out before she felt the positions flipped and her own back slammed against the hard wood and glass of the door. She was about to protest again when lips connected with hers.

Sian didn't even need to think twice as she buried her hands into Sophie's long locks and pulled her head closer, forcing her tongue into the other girl's mouth. Sophie staggered forward, hands firmly gripping at Sian's hips. When they hit another wall of the small room, Sophie scrabbled for the back of Sian's thighs and used the wall and the strength in her arms to lift the girl ever so slightly.

Sian made no protest and merely refused to leave Sophie's mouth which seemed so stranger but scarily familiar. Sian couldn't think and she definitely couldn't think of anything but the hot body against hers and the skilled tongue that entered her mouth every so often to battle with hers. She was conflicted that an ache was beginning to build in her chest but that could just have been from the lack of oxygen she was taking in.

"I've missed you so much," Sophie managed as she pulled away to take a few gulps of much needed air and push Sian further up the wall. Sian nodded avidly before pulling Sophie's lips to hers again to engage the girl in another fiery kiss.

Lies. It was all lies.

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