Dream a little dream.
She thought about how much they were risking.
And found out she didn’t care.
Her petite frame nestles into the crook of the other girl’s side. Laying on the hood of the girl’s dingy car and letting the wind ruffle their hair, tangling the strands together until it was hard to tell which strands belonged to who.
“You’re okay with this… Right?” She girl who lay flat on her back against the hood of the car asked the other, her voice sounding hoarse and broken and bare. Like she let the petite girl beside her dig deep into her soul until she found the secrets buried there, and if that wasn’t enough, pulled them onto the surface splaying them out for all to see.
But it was only the two of them.
Safe in each others company.
The petite girl was silent for a moment, head nestled into the neck of the other girl. She felt the girl beside her tense, like she wasn’t sure what to do, until her fingers twitched and found the line of exposed skin above the line of the petite girl’s jeans. The two of them stopped breathing, but the girl against the car only waited a minute before continuing.
Pushing her forefinger against the skin and wrapping her arm around the smaller girl’s waist.
“Of course.” It was the smaller girl’s turn to sound hoarse, and broken, and bare.
They lay there, the smaller girl swathed in the other girls arms. While the one against the car stared up at the glittering stars, the others eyes were closed, face nestled against the skin and soft shampoo scented strands tickling her nose.
This was there secret. Every Friday, Every Wednesday, and sometimes during the weekend, they would come here. To this… Place. They would come, and they would embrace each other.
And every time, it ended the same.
After a few minutes, the smaller girl stirred, causing the other girls hand to shuffle under the hem of her blue/purple T and flannel. The hand that rested on her waist snow tracing shapes into the small of her back.
“Where you going?” The girl against the car asked. Her voice seeming having regained it’s protected tone. The smaller girl wanted to hear that rough, breathy voice again. She wanted to bring that voice back. And every night she tried.
“No where. No where ever.” She whispered, causing the girl’s fingers to still. Hand falling flat against her skin, fingers cold against the warmth of her back.
The girl’s eyes peeled open, blinking up at the sky, then at the smaller girl whom had propped herself up beside her.
“Promise?” She whispered, her eyes tearing into hers.
The smaller girl felt her face flush, her heart stop beating. She knew what was coming next.
“Promise…” She whispered in response. The girl against the car did not look satisfied, though. Or, she looked like she hadn’t heard her companion.
Her hand already ruffling, wrinkling, bending the flannel the smaller girl was wearing. Her hands traveling up and down the spine of the petite framed girl.
The smaller girl couldn’t help but shiver. Her arms, her bones, going weak under her skin. Lowering herself so her forehead brushed the lips of the other girl.
The hand on her back ceased to move. Laying limp against the girl’s waist.
Time was stilling.
The girl’s hand slipped out of the back of the other girl’s shirt. The smaller girls heart pittered against her ribcage, feeling the other girls now warm fingers curl under her chin.
The smaller girl’s eyes fell closed as she tilted her head up.
Seconds, Minutes, hours passed before the girl spoke again.
“Let me see your eyes…”
She whispered, a plea. Her lips so close to the other girl’s ear, ruffling the dark brown strands that hung there.
She opened her eyes, looking down, then up. Her heart ached, swelled, burned. So alive, so pounding, ricochetingly alive.
The girl against the car felt her companions breath against her lips, she could smell the scent of the cinnamon gum on her breath.
The girl’s so vulnerable, so real in this secret place they shared. Their noses nudged each other, unsure of who nudged whose first.
They were so close…
The smaller girl could feel the soft, tenderness of the other girls lips.
“Wake up…” The girl against the car breathed.
The smaller girls eyes snapped open, watching the night around her being sucked away. The girl under her fading, fading, fading…
“No!” She wanted to scream.
But it was too late.