Lorraine and Nikki were now all over one another, Nikki lifting Lorraine up. Nikki now between Lorraine legs, they were kissing each other. This was different Lorraine thought, in a good way, as Lorraine knew that Nikki was around her age and she could at least meet the parents. Nikki was in control and Lorraine loved that, it felt good to not be the boss for once. Nikki's hands were still gripping Lorraine's legs, the two of them on the sofa. Lorraine sitting upright, legs open and Nikki on top. Lorraine had the white top and jogging bottoms on Nikki had leant her, the top soon came off. Lorraine had no bra on, so her bare breasts were showing, Nikki's lips now on Lorraine's neck. Soft, tingly, hot kisses glided downwards. Lorraine holding the back of the sofa, her breathing making her chest rise and fall rapidly. Soon the two women were naked, now laying on the sofa, Nikki still on top, she really knew what she was doing Lorraine thought. Skin to skin, the warmth of Lorraine's skin on Nikki's.
"Shit you've got to be kidding me" Nikki got off of Lorraine, there was someone at the door. Both women looking at each other, both disappointed at the fact they couldn't finish what they had just started. Lorraine grabbed the clothes she was wearing and hurried getting dressed, Nikki also done the same, she couldn't answer the door naked. Nikki got to the door, hot and flustered.
"Michael? What are you doing here, it's late" Nikki couldn't believe who was standing on her doorstep.
"I was looking for Lorraine. I went to her house and she wasn't there, I figured she'd be here" Michael's Scottish accent broad and low.
"Oh, yeah she's here. Do you want to come in?" Nikki asked
"No, I just wanted to make sure she was ok and it was a good excuse to use to get away from Christine" Michael chuckled and smiled and Nikki, then Nikki felt something behind her, it was Lorraine.
"Michael I'm fine, really. Nikki is looking after me" Lorraine had a way of being cheeky, her smirk said it all. Michael nodded and left. Nikki closed the door and turned to Lorraine.
"Because that wasn't weird at all" it was weird for Michael to be standing on her property, he had never been before. He did say Christine was doing his head in, maybe he needed space. He also had the stress of Lorraine wanting to turn Waterloo Road into a fee paying school. Lorraine always thought she knew best, but sometimes money was more of a priority than the kids; even if she did say she cared more about the kids.
"So you want to finish what we started" Lorraine whispered in Nikki's ear, her breath tickling the inside of it. Nikki smiled and led her back to the living room, both giggling like school children.

"Hello beautiful" Nikki took a piece of Lorraine's hair out of her big blue eyes and stared into them.
"Hi" Lorraine smiled at Nikki, she felt so at home, so comfortable. They had gotten to bed last night quite late after they had... Had their fun. It was 6am, the usual time Nikki set her alarm.
"I suppose we better get ready then" Lorraine sat up in bed, the cover over her naked body. Nikki got out of bed and started walking towards her on suite bathroom. Lorraine admired Nikki's really nice and pert arse, her athletic shape and her chestnut brown hair that glowed in the morning sun seeping through the cracked curtains.
"You coming then?" Nikki asked with a flirtatious tone that Lorraine couldn't resist. They had a shower together, it was nice, Lorraine couldn't believe what she was doing, but it felt right.
"We might have to order a taxi, I left my car at Waterloo" Nikki had left her car at the school as she went in the ambulance with Lorraine and there was no other way of getting into the school. Nikki ordered the taxi and made her and Lorraine a cup of coffee.
"Thank you for letting me stay, I couldn't face my empty house" Lorraine looked into her coffee, pretending, trying to put on a brave face.
"Lorraine will you stop it, it's no trouble and you're my..." Nikki stopped in her tracks, too afraid to say the word.
"I'm your girlfriend" Lorraine smiled, the word girlfriend making Nikki grin from ear to ear.

It was already 9pm I hadn't heard from Brooklyn since she left, I felt guilty in a way, but I wasn't the type to lie. My leg was now in even more pain, the cuts were deep, I had no idea if they were still bleeding. I didn't want to look at them, they reminded me of everything I wanted to avoid. I needed to take the bandage off, they were so sore, taking the bandage off took my breath away, I panicked as the bandage had slightly stuck to the cuts. Fuck they fucking hurt, I really shouldn't have done it, I should have left it; put my feelings aside. Putting my feelings aside was what i usually did, otherwise this happens. The light shone on the cuts, deep red and seeping. The blood cold. How was I supposed to stop this bleeding, why were they still bleeding? Maybe I should call Brooklyn, maybe she would know, no I'm being stupid. I picked up my phone, now with tears streaming down my face, I didn't realise how bad I'd actually cut myself.
"Brooklyn please come back, I need you" I hated to admit it, but I needed someone and anyone but my sister.
"Forget it Lorraine! You didn't want me earlier, what's so different now " her voice laced with anger
"No, please listen.." Then she interrupted me
"Lorraine I listened to you and for what? For you to tell me you don't think we're right together" I had really angered her, I've never heard her like this before
"It's my leg!" I didn't know what else to say, it just came out. There was silence between us, then..
"Why what's happened?" Her voice still angry, but this time with more concern.
"Please.. Ju.. Just come here" I was now crying, my leg was sore and I couldn't believe what I had done; it wasn't me.
"Ok, I will try and get out. Be there in ten" she was coming over, thank goodness, I needed her.
In that moment I finally realised, that she was the only person I trusted, the only person who I could turn to. No one had ever made me feel like this, no one. My leg was still bleeding a bit, it had calmed down, but was still seeping. I tried putting my leg over the bath, whilst bathing my leg in cold water. It really didn't help, it just made the pain worse. I am such an idiot, such a fucking idiot! I made my way to the living room, I also held a towel on my leg. I didn't want to go to the hospital, but if they were going to be like this all night, I might have to go.
"Hey" I felt a hand on my shoulder, touching it softly. I turned to face Brooklyn (I was turned to the side of the sofa, I had my back against the arm of it)
"Hey Bik, thank you for coming"
"It's no worry Lorraine, so what's wrong?" She still seemed pissed and she looked uncomfortable, just because she was there in the same room as me. I already felt like shit and now I felt even shitter.
"Yeah well it's my leg, I.." I didn't say anymore, instead I decided to just show her. I took the towel off to reveal the deep cuts on my leg. Some of the cuts overlapped, making the wounds bigger in parts.
"Fuck! How the, what?! Did you do this?" She knelt down on the floor, scanning the cuts with her eyes. Brooklyn then touched my sore leg, running her fingers over it, but only around the cuts. Yes it was around the cuts, but fuck it still hurt.
"Thhhssst" I gritted my teeth as the pain was too much, even if her touch was as light as a feather.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you" Brooklyn's eyes were glued to my face, looking at every line etched in my skin, the frown that escaped to my forehead, as the tears stung my eyes; eyes red. She grabbed the back of my head, her hand intertwined in my long locks, her forehead touching mine. The warmth of her breath on my lips, the tingle I got from her nails in my scalp.
"Lorraine, please never do that again.. Promise me" she stared into my eyes, she stared into the depths of my very being. I finally knew that I couldn't give her up, I couldn't lose her; we had something. She stayed by my side the whole night, me sleeping on the sofa, her on the floor. I was glad I had someone there, the bleeding had also finally stopped. Brooklyn used an old T-shirt of mine to wrap around the open wounds, just so there was pressure on them. I also noticed she would check on me every so often, she would check my leg and then cover it again. She done it for the whole night, she must have been exhausted. Brooklyn deserved a cooked breakfast or lunch, she probably wasn't going to be up early. I had phoned work, made some excuse about having family problems and needing the week off; nobody suspected. Brooklyn had missed school as it was now 10 am. Ok, so I need to get food, food for a fry up. I got ready and left the house, I snuck a kiss on Brooklyn's forehead, she was out for the count, didn't even flinch. I made it to Tesco, Asda was too far away, I know I had a car, but I didn't want to leave Brooklyn for long. Sausages, eggs, bacon, tomatoes, the whole lot. I smiled to myself as I made a mental list in my head. The queue wasn't long, probably as it was early; I paid. I think the guy behind the counter fancied me, he blushed a little too; never gonna happen! I tried not to giggle at my own thoughts, if I giggled I might have made him wet himself. Ok, now I have to laugh, good thing I was back in my car, shopping next to me in the passenger seat. On my way home I noticed the sun was starting to get out, I felt good about things for the first time, in a long time.

The sausages were in the pan, along with the bacon. I felt two arms wrap around my waist, Brooklyn stood behind me, her chin on my shoulder.
"Smells nice" she smiled
"Well lets hope it tastes nice too" I couldn't stop myself from sounding cheeky, it was in my nature. I could make a lot of things sound seductive, even if it was about a few sausages...
We sat together at the breakfast bar, the TV on in the background. The plates were soon cleared, it was a nice meal.
"Hey Lorraine I need to go back to mine for a few" Brooklyn twiddled her fork around her fingers and stared at her empty plate.
"Yeah sure" so much for us spending the day in chilling, as I really didn't want to do much. I took her plate and washed up, the suds covering my pale hands; bubbles popping.
"Ok, I will be back later" her voice echoed in the hall way and she was gone. The door slammed shut, the sound deafening, don't think she meant to shut it that hard. This was the moment I wished I was at work, because another day alone wasn't what I had planned. I decided to go into town, making sure I looked nothing but perfect before I went. I txt Brooklyn and told her to just let herself in and wait for me, who knew how long she'd be. I paid for a parking ticket in the car park. I fancied a bit of shopping to make me feel better. I wasn't a fan of Primark, my market is more high end thank high street. I liked my Prada, Gucci and so on, I also had the money to buy those sorts of things; expensive things. I walked into Burberry on Chatham Pl. I saw the most gorgeous bag, sleek black leather. I had to smell it, take in the smell that I adored most. I glared down at the price tag, a little scared about how much. Lets just say it was in the three zero mark. I bought it, I walked up to the counter, my shoes clicking and paid for it, by card not cash. If I was to carry around hundreds of pounds, I would get mugged. I liked spending my money on myself, but I wanted to get something nice for Bickie. I went over to the dresses, all colour coordinated. Brooklyn would look amazing in red I thought, there was one which was red tartan, with white cuffs at the sleeves as a white collar. Brooklyn would look really nice in that, the sleeves were long and the dress just above knee length. She was quirky, so the dress fitted her style nicely, the price was high, but I didn't give a shit. I bought another expensive item, one for me and one for her. I had, had enough of walking around. I had trousers on, which I wasn't used to, I liked my pencil skirts, but I couldn't risk anyone seeing my leg, even if the skirts were quite long. I got back in my car a drove home. I got back, but still heard nothing from Brooklyn. No calls, no texts, nothing. I got in the door, called for Brooklyn, but no answer. I put my bags down on the kitchen counter, thought I'd turn the radio on and sit for a while, hoping Brooke would turn up soon. The minutes soon turned into hours and I was still sitting in the same position, the sun wanting to set, but it wasn't quite there yet. I was starting to get worried, Brooklyn would normally text or call, I would have thought she'd be here by now. It was getting late and I was getting restless, to the point of pacing up and down the room. I tried calling, I left about 28 voice mails and even more texts. I needed to go round to hers, even if her mother was there. I didn't care, I just needed to know she was ok, this was out of character. I got in my car once again, in the hope I'd find out what was going on. I got to Brooklyn's after twenty minutes of driving. The sun getting lower, the moon wanting to rise. I could make out some of the stars. I walked towards the front door of her house, I was shaking as I had no idea what to expect. Three knocks and I waited. The door creaked open, there behind the crack was Brooklyn. Only showing half of her face, the other half behind the heavy door.
"What are you doing here?! Go Lorraine!" She literally shouted at me, but you could tell she had been crying.
"Broo.." I didn't finish, there was a female voice in the distance, asking who it was.
"Go Lorraine!" Her voice desperate, it felt shit that she didn't want me there. Something wasn't right, something didn't feel right.
"Brooklyn just tell me what's wrong" I spat the words through my teeth, trying hard not to be heard. The door opened fully now, a woman with dark hair stood at the door.
"Is this her?" She looked at Brooklyn with anger in her eyes. She knew, I had a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach, I'm sure I turned a lighter shade of pale.
"I should go" I managed a smile and started to walk, ignoring the shouting behind me.
"Mum no!" Brooklyn screamed, I knew something was about to happen.
"Oi you, you vermin. You've been sleeping with my daughter! Tell me why I shouldn't call the police" now I must have looked like a ghost as my blood ran cold, this was my worst nightmare. I tried to keep on walking, but she grabbed my arm, tightly. Then with force she slapped me, now that stung like a bitch, the burn nearly as painful as my cuts.
"NO STOP!" Brooklyn screamed at the top of her voice, the neighbours must have heard.
"Get inside Brooklyn, NOW!" Something told me Brooklyn never even tried crossing her mother, she ran inside and looked back at me one last time.
"You better get off my property, go back to wherever your kind come from and never, I repeat never come back" her mouth now close to my ear, whispering the last few words of the sentence. Tears were falling, but why would she care, she had every right to be mad at me. I nodded my head, looked at Brooklyn's house and left.

I got back to my apartment, got in and what greeted me made me fall to the floor, it was the dress I had bought Brooklyn. I was on the edge, I couldn't breathe. My breath quick and heavy, pacing, my hand on the wall, the other on my chest. The pain in my chest was severe, it felt like I had been running for miles, yet I was still. I was sweating, but my hands were stone cold, I also had tingling in my hands. My head felt light, the worse I felt, the worse it got as I panicked more. I need her, why was my mind so fucked up, her mother just had a go at me and I was wanting to ring her! My phone dialled the number, I dialled the number, yet it felt like I hadn't. It rang and rang, then a faint voice said my name.
"Lorraine, I'm so sorry, she just.. Are you ok?" Brooklyn could hear me breathing heavily.
"Brook, I.. I.. I can't.. Help" I burst out, so many emotions in my words.
"Lo calm down, I'm coming round" she told me she would be here soon and hung up. I was scared that her mother would call the police, but I needed her, I loved her. I tried getting a glass of water, but my hands shook too much, why isn't this ending? Stop for goodness sake, I need to keep composure; I always keep my composure. I'm usually the one that's got it together, yet here I am bending over with my forehead on the wall.

"Shit Lorraine!" It was Brooklyn she had a key to my flat and let herself In, she saw me laying on the floor. I was on my side, crying and curled up into a ball. Never has this happened, but I guess it was all leading to this.

She cradled me for hours, I sobbed in her arms for almost all of those hours. The quiet weeping heard in the air, I'd become a wreck, the thing I most feared, was to be perceived as weak and in that moment I, well, was weak. We didn't move for a good few hours, her warm arms wrapped around my whole body, her grip tight, but soft.
I rested my head on her chest and after those three hours of not moving, I lifted my head to look at her, to look in her eyes. She planted a feather soft kiss on my lips, told me she would never leave me.

Another hour had passed, she passed me a piping hot cup of tea and a plate full of biscuits.
"Babe I'm not hungry" all the crying had made me tired and queasy.
"Lo you need sugar, just eat them will you" she spoke with lightness to her voice, I smiled and dipped one digestive into my tea. After carefully trying to dip my biscuits without making them too soggy, so they wouldn't break, I noticed Brooklyn's cheek was red. Her left cheek was darker than her right and it looked a little bruised.
"What happened to your cheek?" I had to ask.
"What? Nothing why?" Her voice shaky, I could tell she was lying.
"Come on, I know when you're lying. You can tell me" I tried to be as calm as possible, because mostly I was too blunt and cocky.
"Mum, when she found out. Don't worry it's not always, this is the first time she's actually hit me. Well she hit both of us haha" she looked at me, shrugged her shoulders and looked to the floor. I cupped her face, making sure I got the right cheek and then started stroking it with my thumb. I can't believe her mum done that to her, I mean yeah be angry, but don't hit your own daughter.
"Oh! I have something for you" I beamed, maybe a little too excited, but I hadn't had a chance to give Brooklyn the dress I bought her.
I gave her the bag with the expensive dress in it.
"Lo! You shouldn't have" a smile danced across her face as she lifted the dress from the bag. I shyly looked away, feeling embarrassed all of a sudden.
"It's no bother" I tried to sound cool and not so idiot like. She came forward and kissed me, those type of kisses where one peck leads to passion. In that moment, even though I had the shittest day, this was bliss.

It was soon that time where you need sleep, but can't be bothered to move as you're too comfy.
"Pull me up" I asked cheekily with a sigh, acting like a ten year old. It make Brooklyn smile though, that's a bonus. She heaved me up and we went to bed, both sleeping naked next to each other, cradling each other. I had a weird dream that I woke to see everyone I've ever met surrounding me, poking me and judging me for being with Brooklyn. The nightmare woke me up, there I was sweating and panting, trying to grasp what was reality. Brooklyn was still asleep, I quietly got out of bed and made myself a cup of tea. The days seemed to merge together, I wasn't at work and felt as if I needed a new direction, I just didn't know what it was yet.

Nikki walked towards her office, the thought of officially being Lorraine's girlfriend made her grin.
"What's putting a smile on your face? Good night?" It was Audrey, the beaming glow Nikki had on her face said it all. The truth was, that Nikki had the best night and shared that very night with Lorraine.
"You could say that" Nikki smiled at Audrey
"Ahhh Lorraine" Audrey suggested, that's when Nikki's smile dropped.
"Oh don't worry, I won't tell" Audrey's smile now more prominent. Nikki walked always worrying in case everyone knew, if Christine found out, she would eat her alive.
Lorraine had arrived at the entrance to the staff room when Christine stopped her in her tracks.
"You and Nikki are getting a bit close" she smirked
"Me and Nikki is none of your business" Lorraine annoyed at the fact Christine was mocking her
"So there is a you and Nikki then" Christine smiled and walked off leaving Lorraine with her cold words. Lorraine rolled her eyes and unfortunately followed Christine into the staff room.
"Hello all, if you haven't heard already, you're now going to hear it from me" Lorraine announced, then began to speak again.
"I'm turning Waterloo Road into a fee paying school. I'm throwing money at this place and nothing is coming back in. Before any of you say anything, it's my school, you're either in or you can collect your P45 at the end of the day" her words blunt as usual, the teachers were all taken aback by how serious she was. Lorraine left the room with a sway to her hips.

"So now your girlfriend is ruining kids lives!" Christine hit Nikki with a left hook of words. Nikki didn't want to side with anyone, even if she was behind Lorraine, but she loved the kids and they were the most important thing about Waterloo Road.

Lorraine was walking down the corridor with her folders and accidentally dropped some of them.
"Hey let me help" a soft and husky voice she recognised said.
Brooklyn bent down alongside Lorraine and helped with picking up the folders.
"Really there's no need" Lorraine said
"I don't mind it's fine" her voice made Lorraine's spine tingle.
"It's fine!" Lorraine snapped and picked up the remaining folders.
Both girls now standing in front of each other.
"Sorry, I was only trying to help" Brooklyn's voice was low and quiet.
"Jesus what happened to you?" Lorraine had noticed Brooklyn's cheek, which was bruised and scratched.
"What? Nothing, honestly" Brooklyn ignored Lorraine's kindness.
Before Lorraine could say anymore, Brooklyn walked away. Lorraine felt a bit of guilt creep up inside of her, the fact she cared about both Nikki and Brooklyn made her feel bad. She carried on her way and stuck out another long day at Waterloo Road.

It was soon the end of the day and Lorraine had asked Nikki back to hers for he night. Brooklyn was standing next to her car and Lorraine thought to go over and see her. Brooklyn looked down, like he was upset, she looked as though she had been crying.
"Hey tiger, you alright?" Lorraine asked with a hint of laughter.
"Yeah, yeah in fine" Brooklyn's face looked so pale in the natural lighting.
"Bik, I can tell when you're lying. I know you" Lorraine's hand now on Brooklyn's shoulder, her eyes wide and sincere.
"It's just being alone, the house empty. My mum doesn't even want to know" Brooklyn's voice shaky, tears started streaming.
"Hey, hey come here" Lorraine grabbed Brooklyn and pulled her into her arms. The two hugging each other tightly. Lorraine span her head around, just to make sure no one was around, her hugging a pupil wouldn't look good, especially if Barry Barry was around.
"Come on, you can come to mine for a bit if like?" Lorraine sincerely asked Brooklyn round, even though she knew Nikki was coming at around 8.
"I don't want to be a bother Lorraine" Brooklyn holding back the tears.
"Look, I wouldn't have asked if I didn't mean it" Lorraine's smile really was heart warming, it was one of her best features. Brooklyn nodded, smiled and got into Lorraine's car. The drive silent, neither of them knowing what to really say to the other. The radio was on, it was at just the right volume. Then "I wanna dance with somebody" came on.
"Aha! Lorraine remember this?!" Brooklyn beamed at the memory that had just came to her.
"Haha yeah, yeah I do" Lorraine's perfect white teeth gleaming.
"We used to dance to this! Can you remember when we were cleaning your place and this came on? Your dance moves were awful!" Brooklyn was nearly wetting herself at the thought of Lorraine's cardboard moves.
"Oi you, I'll have you know, my dancing has improved" Lorraine winked at Brooklyn, her long lashes batted.
"Oh really, well maybe you should show me sometime" Brooklyn flirted with Lorraine, it being natural.
Lorraine smiled, then it hit her. Brooklyn was her past, Nikki is who she wanted to spend her future with.