JENNIE'S POINT OF VIEW
It was almost midnight, exactly one week since she'd last seen Lisa. And she'd disappeared just as quickly as she'd reappeared.
How could one person turn your world upside down so quickly? She had finally gotten to the point where Lisa wasn't always on her mind and now she was once again who she thought of when she woke up and who she thought of before she fell asleep.
She felt like she was seventeen again.
She flicked the switch and turned off the last light, before walking out of the restaurant doors and locking everything down.
It was so dark, even the street light lamps didn't catch the lone figure in the dark standing next to her car.
She turned and her eyes widened.
"W-what do you want?" She asked. She hadn't been expecting this.
She stepped away from her car, coming out of the shadows and into the small light from the street.
Lisa Manoban was a down right gorgeous girl specimen. Her dark jeans hung low on her hips, the red t shirt hugged her strong frame, show casing her muscular arms. The deep ocean abyss that were her eyes stared at her with so much emotion, her knees went weak and she had a hard time standing.
"We need to talk" she said stepping closer. Her manly spicey cologne wrapped around her like a warm hug.
"Ok" she squeaked. She walked towards her car and got in.
"I'll meet you there" she said getting into her sports car. She eyed it with interest.
Her cheeks turned a dark shade of pink as her eyes caught hers.
They were both remembering the same thing.
As she pulled out and drove home she couldn't help but wonder if Lisa still had a high sex Drive and if she still liked to do crazy things.
"She has a girlfriend" she said to herself. Maybe saying it aloud would knock some sense into her.
The entire ride, Jennie was nervous and extremely anxious. Five years was a long time. A lot had happened. A lot had changed. She wasn't going to say she wasn't still hurt. Because she was. Seeing her brought everything rushing back, the good, the bad and the worst.
She parked in the driveway and got out just as Lisa pulled up behind her. She watched as she got out of the car and stared up at the house before her eyes shifted towards the lake, shortly landing on the dock.
She strode ahead of Lisa to hide her small smile and unlocked the door, stepping inside with her behind her.
"The place looks the same" she said glancing around, "does your mom still live here?"
Jennie shook her head, "no, she remarried and they moved"
"Oh"
"What about your dad?" She asked stepping into the living room.
"He remarried and is now getting divorced again"
There was something wrong with the guy. When she'd first met him she thought he was great but there was something there she wasn't seeing.
"So I bet the day I moved your mom moved everything out of that room?" She asked gesturing to the stairs that would lead to the bedrooms.
"No. Everything's still there" she said.
A shocked expression crossed her face, "would you mind if I went up there?" She asked. She shook her head and followed Lisa up there. Lisa glanced briefly at her door before opening her and walking in.
She flicked the light switch, illuminating the room. Jennie examined Lisa's face, noting she looked rather shocked.
She stood leaning against the doorway as Lisa ventured about. Everything was the same as she'd left it. Even her clothes, although she was missing a few shirts... blushing at the thought of her finding out she'd taken a few, she prayed Lisa didn't notice.
Lisa walked over to her bed and lifted the mattress up. A couple of nudey magazines and two packs of cigarette lay beneath. She let out a huff that sounded like a laugh before scooping up the two packs and dropping the mattress back down.
"I can't believe these are still here" she said in amusement.
"No one really came in here after you left" Even after the divorce, it was like her mother had just forgotten about Lisa's room and had never brought it up.
Lisa seemed to ponder of what she said as she continued to look through the room.
Clearing her throat she shifted on her feet," so what do you do?"
Lisa looked confused.
"What do you do for a living?" She elaborated.
"I'm in real estate" she said shrugging.
Jennie blinked at her. That couldn't be right. Real estate? Lisa Manoban in real estate? Was this a joke?
Lisa must have understood the look of disbelief and chuckled, "I own my own company, a real estate company"
"I just never pictured you as a real estate person"
She shrugged, "I wasn't entirely sure what I wanted to do. I can't stand taking orders from someone else, believe me I've tried it. So I ventured towards running my own business. And then I got to thinking about buying and selling and eventually landed the idea of realestate"
"That's..." Jennie hesitated and finally spoke her mind, "so not you* She'd always pictured her as some outlaw or something bad ass.
Boy was she wrong.
Lisa scrubbed the back of her neck and walked towards her, "no offense Jennie but you don't know me anymore"
She bristled at the comment, "no offense Lisa but i never really knew you to begin with. We were good at fucking, simple as that. We never talked about our likes or dislikes or our dreams. Just as an observation, I told you what I thought. No need to be a dick" she huffed.
She wasn't expecting Lisa booming laugh. She threw her head back and let out a gut wrenching laugh. It startled her so much she jumped. Which made her laugh even harder.
"There's the Jennie I remember" she said pointing at her. "Up until that comment you were so fucking up tight, I almost doubted the real Jennie was still alive. But I can see now that she is"
Jennie cracked a smile and then they both began laughing. The chemistry between them was still there. The sexual tension crackled like fireworks.
"I see you still have the mouth of a sailor"
Lisa stepped closer to her, invading her space. Jennie rubbed her legs together as an all to familiar ache settled between them. Lisa was so close to her, she could so easily lean forward on her tippy toes and touch her lips to Lisa. It would be so easy.
But she had a girlfriend.
Lisa's signature wicked smirk came into play and a wetness built between her thighs.
"Only for you, little minx" she voice was gruff and she found herself practically panting in front of Lisa.
Wicked memories seemed to flow through both of their minds.
Jennie watched in astonishment and anticipation as Lisa's eyes darkened with sexual desires. The hard ridge in her pants almost touching her.
The last time they'd had sex, she'd walked away and lost her forever.
Would she make that mistake again?
How many chances did one get before it became to late?
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