i love you Erica (17/?)
CALLIE
I took Erica by the hand and led her into the kitchen where my brother sat. He hadn’t been able to come because his final exams for his legal studies were in a week’s time. He was studying to be a lawyer. He’s 27. “Erica this is my brother Douglas. Douglas this is Erica.”
ERICA
I could see his dislike towards me as soon as he extended his hand. I don’t get intimidated very often but he did just that. After shaking his hand he quickly excused himself. “Sorry about that, he can be like that sometimes. He didn’t like George either if that helps.” I gave her a fake smile while I pondered this new information. I was hoping he was just being the protective older brother. If he didn’t like George, maybe he just thought that no one was good enough for his older sister. Maybe it wasn’t just me. I’m sure being a woman didn’t help my case but I prayed that he wasn’t homophobic.
After i met her brother , I glanced at the time and noticed that it was heading towards midnight here. "Maybe we should go to bed. Then we can get up bright and early and do something together.” She smiled and led me to my room.
My room was huge. There was a sitting area, a television and then a huge king size bed in the centre of the room. My bags were dropped by the walk in wardrobe. Callie stood at the doorway. “My room is right across the hall.” I could see the door to her bedroom as she moved from the door frame to kiss me good night. She placed a chaste kiss on my lips before leaving the room. “Good night, mija.” “Good night, Cal.” I smiled and watched the swing of her hips as she walked out of the room.
CALLIE
As I got changed and laid in my bed I couldn’t help but feel lonely. My bedroom was exactly the same way I’d left it the last time I’d stayed here. The soft toys sat on their shelves and rock posters that I hung on my walls during my rebellious teen years still clung to the walls. Yet it all still felt so unfamiliar. This was a different Callie, a younger, straighter Callie.
This didn’t resemble who I was now, so I climbed out of bed and pulled the rock posters down, grabbed the stuffed toys off my shelves and threw them all in a big bag. Next I grabbed the sheets and pillow cases off my bed and they joined the rest. Picking up all the things in my room that no longer fitted into my life anymore, I grabbed all the clothes in my wardrobe that represented my past. I needed to start afresh. I needed a clean break with Erica. I took out a photo of the two of us together and I sat it on the bench top. The maids would come and collect all the things that I was throwing away in the morning. The room looked bare. It was virtually empty. The plasma TV still remained, as did the furniture but the room still looked empty and I decided that I needed to go shopping tomorrow. I wanted to choose things to put in my room in Spain that represented my present, my future. I opened the door and knocked lightly on Erica’s door. “Come in.”
ERICA
I was sitting in bed reading through a medical journal when Callie entered my room. She seemed nervous but still had a confident stance. “I, I was wondering if maybe, you would like to sleep in my room. I mean you don’t have too. It was just an idea but…”
“I’d love too.” Her rambling quickly stopped and a grin graced her features. “Really? Okay.” I climbed out of bed and she took my hand and led me to her room. She smiled, “I want this to be our room now. When we come here I don’t want this to be just my room, I want it too be your room too.” I smiled and placed a kiss on her lips. “I’d love that Cal.”
She pulled the doona back and hopped into bed, I followed suit and soon we were both relaxing into each others embrace. She kissed my lips, deep and passionate and I let a groan out. She continued kissing me her tongue entering my mouth. I kissed her back hard and passionate and I felt her hand under the hem of my shirt, circling my belly button. She moved her lips onto my neck, she kissed me hard. I felt her leg come over mine. Trapping me beneath her, I kissed her. I felt Callie’s hand fall lower, playing with the drawstring on my pyjama pants.
It suddenly hit me, what we were doing. We were lost in a passionate embrace. As much as I wanted to continue kissing her I didn’t think that it would do any good to lose ourselves. I pulled her hand away and removed my neck from her embrace. She stopped what she was doing, confused and hurt.
She got off of me and turned around. “Cal…” She quickly cut me off. I could hear the catch in her breathe. She was trying to hide the fact that she was crying. “It’s ok, Erica. I understand.”
CALLIE
My tears were soaking the pillow. I knew that Erica wouldn’t want to be with me anymore. I tried desperately to hide my tears. I was upset, confused, defeated and heart broken. “Cal, please turn around, I want to talk to you.” I slowly shifted and turned around in the bed. I could see the concern on her face. “Callie, I want you. I want you so bad sometimes I can barely stand straight but I don’t think we should get physical until you’re fully recovered but I was thinking that maybe we could see a therapist tomorrow and we can ask them about us.” “A smile graced her features. “okay, we can see my family therapist. I’ll just ring a maid to do it tomorrow morning.” She smiled at me. "That would be great."
I lay back down and we both fell back into our original embrace. I held onto her tight and she kissed me. She pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Don’t you ever doubt that I don’t want you, mind, body or soul. Okay, my love?” “okay, baby.”
I took Erica by the hand and led her into the kitchen where my brother sat. He hadn’t been able to come because his final exams for his legal studies were in a week’s time. He was studying to be a lawyer. He’s 27. “Erica this is my brother Douglas. Douglas this is Erica.”
ERICA
I could see his dislike towards me as soon as he extended his hand. I don’t get intimidated very often but he did just that. After shaking his hand he quickly excused himself. “Sorry about that, he can be like that sometimes. He didn’t like George either if that helps.” I gave her a fake smile while I pondered this new information. I was hoping he was just being the protective older brother. If he didn’t like George, maybe he just thought that no one was good enough for his older sister. Maybe it wasn’t just me. I’m sure being a woman didn’t help my case but I prayed that he wasn’t homophobic.
After i met her brother , I glanced at the time and noticed that it was heading towards midnight here. "Maybe we should go to bed. Then we can get up bright and early and do something together.” She smiled and led me to my room.
My room was huge. There was a sitting area, a television and then a huge king size bed in the centre of the room. My bags were dropped by the walk in wardrobe. Callie stood at the doorway. “My room is right across the hall.” I could see the door to her bedroom as she moved from the door frame to kiss me good night. She placed a chaste kiss on my lips before leaving the room. “Good night, mija.” “Good night, Cal.” I smiled and watched the swing of her hips as she walked out of the room.
CALLIE
As I got changed and laid in my bed I couldn’t help but feel lonely. My bedroom was exactly the same way I’d left it the last time I’d stayed here. The soft toys sat on their shelves and rock posters that I hung on my walls during my rebellious teen years still clung to the walls. Yet it all still felt so unfamiliar. This was a different Callie, a younger, straighter Callie.
This didn’t resemble who I was now, so I climbed out of bed and pulled the rock posters down, grabbed the stuffed toys off my shelves and threw them all in a big bag. Next I grabbed the sheets and pillow cases off my bed and they joined the rest. Picking up all the things in my room that no longer fitted into my life anymore, I grabbed all the clothes in my wardrobe that represented my past. I needed to start afresh. I needed a clean break with Erica. I took out a photo of the two of us together and I sat it on the bench top. The maids would come and collect all the things that I was throwing away in the morning. The room looked bare. It was virtually empty. The plasma TV still remained, as did the furniture but the room still looked empty and I decided that I needed to go shopping tomorrow. I wanted to choose things to put in my room in Spain that represented my present, my future. I opened the door and knocked lightly on Erica’s door. “Come in.”
ERICA
I was sitting in bed reading through a medical journal when Callie entered my room. She seemed nervous but still had a confident stance. “I, I was wondering if maybe, you would like to sleep in my room. I mean you don’t have too. It was just an idea but…”
“I’d love too.” Her rambling quickly stopped and a grin graced her features. “Really? Okay.” I climbed out of bed and she took my hand and led me to her room. She smiled, “I want this to be our room now. When we come here I don’t want this to be just my room, I want it too be your room too.” I smiled and placed a kiss on her lips. “I’d love that Cal.”
She pulled the doona back and hopped into bed, I followed suit and soon we were both relaxing into each others embrace. She kissed my lips, deep and passionate and I let a groan out. She continued kissing me her tongue entering my mouth. I kissed her back hard and passionate and I felt her hand under the hem of my shirt, circling my belly button. She moved her lips onto my neck, she kissed me hard. I felt her leg come over mine. Trapping me beneath her, I kissed her. I felt Callie’s hand fall lower, playing with the drawstring on my pyjama pants.
It suddenly hit me, what we were doing. We were lost in a passionate embrace. As much as I wanted to continue kissing her I didn’t think that it would do any good to lose ourselves. I pulled her hand away and removed my neck from her embrace. She stopped what she was doing, confused and hurt.
She got off of me and turned around. “Cal…” She quickly cut me off. I could hear the catch in her breathe. She was trying to hide the fact that she was crying. “It’s ok, Erica. I understand.”
CALLIE
My tears were soaking the pillow. I knew that Erica wouldn’t want to be with me anymore. I tried desperately to hide my tears. I was upset, confused, defeated and heart broken. “Cal, please turn around, I want to talk to you.” I slowly shifted and turned around in the bed. I could see the concern on her face. “Callie, I want you. I want you so bad sometimes I can barely stand straight but I don’t think we should get physical until you’re fully recovered but I was thinking that maybe we could see a therapist tomorrow and we can ask them about us.” “A smile graced her features. “okay, we can see my family therapist. I’ll just ring a maid to do it tomorrow morning.” She smiled at me. "That would be great."
I lay back down and we both fell back into our original embrace. I held onto her tight and she kissed me. She pressed a kiss to my forehead. “Don’t you ever doubt that I don’t want you, mind, body or soul. Okay, my love?” “okay, baby.”