I hope yall enjoy this. Just to clarify, Nelle wanted Carly even though, yes, she was drunk. Probably under normal circumstances she wouldn't have done this, but it was coming. She has always been curious what it's like to be with someone without being forced. With all the abuse, I thought she needed to be shown what it was like to be with someone in a good way. I hope this doesn't offend anyone. She turned to Carly because she trusts her. This idea just wouldn't leave though so I had to write it. This may ormay not be a one time thing. I'm not sure yet.
Carly entered the Metro Court, sighing in relief when she saw Nelle at a table, head bent as she glanced at a menu. Carefully as to not startle her she approached the table before speeking softly. "Hey, baby. I got worried when you left the house." She said as she took a seat beside her and picked up her own menu. "I'm sorry. I got hungry, but I was feeling chlosterphobic in the house, even though your mom's place is huge." The girl whispered as she looked at her.
"So, any word from Dianne or Margo?" Carly questioned and Nelle shook her head. "No. I mean the judge thinks I was credible but the jury is still out." She said with a tremble in her voice and Carly slid closer, placing an arm around her. "Do you ever think about-" She started but then stopped, not sure how to continue. "What, baby? What is it." She questioned. "Carly? Can I get you guys something to drink?"
"I'll have water." "And I'll have a whiskey." Nelle said and Carly frowned but didn't comment. Once they had received their drinks and ordered their food Carly returned to the conversation. As Nelle downed the whiskey she took a deep breath, clearly beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol. "Do you ever wonder what it would've been like if you'd raised me?" She slurred, motioning for the waitress to refill her glass which she did, glancing at Carly.
"It's alright. She's not driving." "Am to." She responded, reaching for her car keys which Carly snatched away. "No. You are not. You're going to eat something and this is your last one." She said firmly as the girl began swaying slightly. "I...I...I love you." She slurred, shifting a little closer, arms going around Carly's neck.
"You're so beautiful." Nelle mumbled and Carly sighed, finally opening the door. "Come on. I'm getting you in to bed." She explained and Nelle sent her a flurty smile in response. "I want you on top." She whispered as she moved towards Carly.
"Listen to me. That's not going to happen." She responded as she guided the girl in to the bedroom and she wondered how this was all going to play out. Nelle was clearly coming on to her, and had been since about the 3rd or 4th whiskey. She knew why. She had truly never had a good experience when it came to sex, but Carly knew she'd never be with a man. As strange and possibly wrong as it was, surprisingly Carly didn't care.
She would do anything for her. She was brought out of her thoughts by the girl's next question. "Would you be gentle?" "Yeah, baby. I would." She answered quietly and at that, Nelle leaned forward, claming Carly's lips with her own. . As Nelle deepened the kiss, Carly could taste the whiskey and she also felt a spark.
As she pulled away, she looked at the girl in front of her. Nelle's eyes were closed and she had a smile on her Face.
"Touch me, Carly." She pleated and Carly looked at her. "Sweetie, you're drunk. I don't want to take advantage of you, scare you or send you into a flashback." She responded softly. "You won't. I want this. I want you. If it gets to be to much I'll have you stop. You'll make me feel good, and you'll never hurt me." She remarked as she kissed Carly more desperately this time as Carly carefully began removing her clothes and Nelle did the same, desperate to be shown what it was like to be with someone willingly.
30 minutes later
"Sweetie are you ok?" "I am now. Where did you learn to, um, do that." She questioned with a sleepy smile and Carly chuckled. "I've actually never been with a woman." She responded. "Lier. Your hands are to good for this to be a one time thing." She whispered, cuddling closer to Carly who kissed her head. "Well, maybe once you're sober, you can show me what you're capable of." She whispered and Nelle shivered, the thought of that exciting her more than she was willing to admit but she told herself this was a one time thing, that only happened because she'd had to much whiskey.
A few hours later, Carly was awakened by her phone. Glancing at the caller ID she saw Dianne's name flashing across the screne. "Hello?" "Carly. The jury is back." "Ok. We will be right there." She said as she hung up the phone.
"Nelle, honey. Wake up. The jury is back." "Is he free?" "I don't know, baby. We have to get dressed and find out." She said and Nelle looked at her. "I love you." She whispered as Carly moved closer, kissing her and pulling her in to a gentle embrace as Nelle immediately deepened the kiss, needing to forget, if only for a moment. She knew she should pull away, but she just couldn't. "I love you too, baby." She responded when they broke apart for air and Carly just prayed he wouldn't go free.
Entering the courtroom, they took their seats, Carly lacing her fingers with Nelle's as she hung her head, clearly terrified. "Has the jury reached a verdict?" "We have, your honor. We the jury find the defendant, Frank Benson guilty on all charges."
At those words, Nelle turned, collapsing in to Carly's arms. "You did it, baby. I'm so proud of you." She praised before leading Nelle out of the courtroom.
As they returned home, Nelle finally let out the emotions she'd been holding in and broke down in to sobs as Carly held her close. "Daddy." She sobbed. "Shhh. I know, but everything is ok. I've got you." Carly whispered, guiding them over to the sofa and taking a seat with Nelle in her lap. "Miss daddy." "I know, baby. I know you do. I know you miss how he was before he began hurting you." She said and the girl nodded, shifting closer to her protector even though it was impossible and Carly held her a little closer, sighing sadly when she saw Nelle had cried herself to sleep.