Chapter 7

Selena stood in the kitchen at a loss of what to do. She had never wanted things to come to this. To be honest with herself, she had no idea what had happened. Forcing her brain, she seemed to recall dreaming about kissing someone. It had been a pleasant dream, and the kiss had felt incredibly right, but she couldn't really remember kissing Sister Demi.

She was incredibly happy the young nun had feelings for her too, she felt honored a girl like Sister Demi would have feelings for her, and a she hoped she would be worthy of said feelings.

Selena decided to sit down outside on the terrace for a moment and enjoy the afternoon air. She was very sad about everything Dallas had said. She had never intended to hurt her best friend, but what she felt for her sister was real, and it was such an overwhelming feeling she knew she couldn't be wrong.

For most of her life, Selena had gone through lovers, boy toys, boyfriends, and girlfriends, but never had she given her heart to anyone. She couldn't think of a reason why; no one had hurt her in such a way that she had to be guarded, it was just a normal reaction for her. She had reflected about it once, and she had reached the conclusion that it was because she had never met the right one.

Maybe it was the Disney in her, but she really believed in the concept of the one true love. She had always been definitely sure out there was someone made especially for her, someone who would be able to complete her. She had had never cared if it was a boy or a girl; since she was very young she had realized she liked both equally. She had been in relationships with famous stars and normal people; she even had a long string of one-night stands under her belt. Yet, she had never found that one true love.

She first started looking at Dallas as something more than her best friend near her 19th birthday. She had always thought Dal was very beautiful and polished; her body was taut and toned, she was short, but with a quasi-feline grace. Around that time Dal was going through her Malibu Barbie phase; she had dyed her hair a very light tone of blonde, she started speaking with an accent, she wore designer everything. On anyone else, it would have been disastrous, but Dal had managed to pull it off with poise.

Selena had always wanted a big sister, and up to that time, she had looked at Dallas to fill that spot. She couldn't be certain when that changed; she only knew it was around her birthday party. Dallas and she had gotten wasted one night; it had been an exceptionally hot summer and they were lounging around in swimsuits. Dal looked amazing, and it most likely was when Selena started looking at her as a possible 'The one'. Maybe it had been a sign; maybe she belonged with a Munroe all along, she just was a little confused about which Munroe it was.

Selena sighed heavily; she couldn't understand how things had gotten so complicated in such a short time. She was supposed to be relaxing with her best friend; instead, she had gotten into a situation that could probably destroy said friendship.

"You look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders"

Selena was startled when she heard the melodious voice of Sister Demi of the Magdalene Sisters of Perpetual Adoration. She turned around and saw her, dressed in full nun regalia. It was a beautiful sight, even if her thoughts were a little bit sinful.

"Sister Demi! You scared me a little, I wasn't expecting you." Selena said her voice a little shaky. "Dallas told me you were next door. I trust your visit went well?"

Demi looked demurely at Selena; even while dressed in worn-out sweatpants and a ratty t-shirt, she looked stunning. The Disney queen was one of the most beautiful girls she had ever met, and she was probably used to have equally beautiful girls throwing themselves at her. Demi knew she wasn't sore on the eyes, or even plain, but perhaps she wasn't as spectacular as the girls Selena must meet every day. Most likely, she didn't stand a chance against them, and maybe Selena had just kissed her because of the alcohol she had consumed. Even worse, she might have confused her with Dallas!

That was probably the case. Demi knew she couldn't hold a candle towards her big sister. Dallas was the perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect friend. Everyone agreed she was extremely talented. And most importantly, Dallas wasn't a big screw-up like she was. Yes, that was almost certainly the explanation; Selena had confused her for Dallas and that's why she had kissed her. It was logical everyone who met Dallas, herself included, fell in love with her, why would Selena be the exception?

However, Selena had indeed said she loved her. Of that, she was completely sure. It was a really small sliver of hope, but for Demi it was as much as necessary. She knew deep in her heart she wasn't destined for the life of religion. It was going to be hard if in the end Lena wasn't in love with her, but in any case, it had served her to realize Professing wasn't her true destiny.

She stood unsure of what to do for a few moments, until she noticed Selena looking intently at her, so she decided the best course of action would be to deal with the situation directly. She moved one of the lawn chairs until it was right in front of the Disney queen, and she sat down.

"Yes, it was very enjoyable. Miss Foster always has the best cookies. But I wish to speak with you on a more pressing matter."

The seriousness of the young nun's expression convinced Selena that this was it. She was sure of what was coming next. Sister Demi would tell her she had feelings for her too, and that she appreciated the honor, but she couldn't really make herself reciprocate over the objections of her older sister. It was going to suck so much, but she could understand it. Sisterhood was a sacred bond, and siblings should always respect each other. She had to be strong and take whatever came her way.

Of course, she could count on her big mouth getting the best of her.

"I love you." Selena said before she could think, and her expression went from resigned at the young nun's comment to horror at her faux pas. For a few seconds no one spoke. Selena was at a loss of what to say and how to fix it.

"I love you too, Selena."

Demi leaned over, and they kissed. A sweet, deep, long kiss and now Selena was sure she would remember it for the rest of her life.

They finally broke the kiss, and Selena wondered what she done right that God was rewarding her with a girl like Demi.

"Does this mean that we can be together?" Selena said reluctantly.

Demi fidgeted with the Rosary on her belt, as she always did when her nerves got the better of her. "I gather by your question that you spoke with Dallas."

"She was… not pleased."

Demi sighed. "Not pleased is an understatement. Dallas is the angriest I have ever seen her. I take it she told you my story?"

Selena nodded.

"Then I won't bother telling it again, for Dallas is a fair person and she must have told you the truth. Dallas has been extremely overprotective of me since— well, since what happened." Demi leaned back on her chair, and Selena took her hand. Demi smiled at her. "She went to extremes to keep me away from the world of La La Land, as she used to call it. I think that deep down, she feels a little responsible about what happened, even if it's not true. As to why she's so adamant against us trying to develop a relationship, I do not know. Perhaps things are happening extremely fast, I will grant her that. For all I know she's still trying to protect me."

Selena's hold on Demi's hand grew tighter. "I know this is weird, Demi, I don't understand how it happened, but I can tell you I really love you. I have never felt this way before in my entire life. I can't tell you how we will go through with this but believe me; I will die before hurting you. I understand this is happening so fast, but I know in my heart that this is real. I can't explain it, but I feel like this is something that was always meant to be. Like our lives were always meant to intertwine. I'm probably not making any sense, but please Demi I'm begging you to give us a chance. I know it's hard to go against your sister's wishes, but please, give this a chance." Selena looked earnestly at the woman. Slowly, she had stopped thinking of her as just a nun.

"Selena, I don't know what Dallas said to you, but to me she said she wasn't going to stand in our way." Demi answered in a calm voice.

"Yes, she said that to me too, but you have to admit she was really angry about it."

"She was indeed, but you know her as well as I do, she will never hurt us. She loves you like a little sister. I think she needs time to get used to the idea."

"What about your parents? Won't they be angry about this?"

Demi seemed to consider this for a moment. "No, they won't. Deep down I think both Mum and Eddie never believed this was my destiny. I think they secretly hoped you and I would end up together. I'm more concerned about going back to the Convent to speak to the Reverend Mother."

"Will she have a problem with this?"

Demi had to sigh again. "I don't think so, Lena. But it's going to be hard for me to go back on my commitment."

Selena moved closer to Demi, and took her head on her hands. "No matter what happens, babe, I'm going to be by your side."

"This is something I have to do on my own, Lena. But I'm happy to know I can count on you for moral support."

"Shut up and kiss me, Munroe."