This story is true with names altered. Feel free to email me at timbrit@lycoming.edu with feedback of any kind. This story involves intimate scenes between women, if this offends you or if you are not over 18 please leave. This story may not be reproduced in any form, other then personal use, without my, the authors permission. With that all cleared up... ENJOY!
I am alone... It's not always like this, but nothing, no-one, seems to work. What happened to us Sam? You loved me once... You saved me from despondency, made me get over the girl (aly), and in time I fell utterly in love with you. I can remember back to the day we met...
"I was out at the club. I went out ever so many nights now. I might have been over Aly, but I still missed her with an aching heart. Is it possible to stop loving someone after you started? Love, what an eternal, erethreal thing, always nagging me from the back of my mind. I picked up my usual ginger ale from the bar and walked around looking for people I knew. No on was out that Saturday night. Some inebriated girl took a liking to me and tried to get me to make out with her. I pointed her, Mason, away from me towards the underaged drunken whore, Sari, heh yea I thought whore when I pointed her over. Well what else would you call a person who exchanged pleasures for drinks. Yes, its only kissing some may say, but kissing drunks can definitely lead down a somewhat different way. Then you walked in, Sam, but I didn't know you. You were just the girl in the red baseball cap. You walked over, watching me across your beer. You and your friend started flirting with me. I mentioned within the socializing how I only went after straight girls. Your friend immediately stepped towards me with an well I'm single. I ignored her and waited for you to respond. You, looking somewhat sad, replied with a I wish I was single. The red lights went off in my head, man I should have listened to them. So much grief would I never have had. I told myself to walk away, to forget you and yet I followed you onto the dance floor, for reasons I can't begin to explain. You asked my age amidst a song, and my response of twenty shocked you. You told me I was too young, so then I did walk away. Yet you followed me, grabbed my arm and said no don't go I'm sorry. Why couldn't I continue to walk away? Was it your eyes that entranced me. You had a girlfriend, she may have been straight and merely won over with your irresistible charm, but how was I to know. I didn't leave your side for the rest of the night. I felt like a wreck, I didn't want to fall for some random stranger with blue eyes that searched my soul. But I was, I was lost after hello. You stared at me all night, and I remember looking back at you. We watched a pool game for a bit and some irrational notion overtook me and I pulled you into the bathroom and locked the door. You kissed me, and it was electric. Our mouths met and I was melting. We kissed and held each other in that bathroom, it was only kissing, just kissing. Wafts of Piano Man drifted in and I began to sing along as we held each other. I think I won you over with that, you looked at me intensely and told me how hot it was that I knew Billy Joel. We stood together, talked, and danced aimlessly for the rest of the night. I went to leave, and you looked at me and said the three words that just couldn't be true. It was the alcohol, lust, it couldn't be, I just met you tonight. Yet your eyes rang like bells of truth, with an I love you... I stumbled out of the bar, my head reeling. This was all insane you had a women, I wasn't over the girl, and yet I was falling for you, no I had already fell..."
I should have known I suppose that with such a kick to the beginning that it would never last. But how could I have known it would continue after that night. How could I have known that you would steal my inner soul from me? How could I know that now I would sit here alone, all because of you, Sam. This remembrance that I don't want and shall forever have, well I give up for now and shall go to sleep alone...