Chapter 35
Denise stood in the hallway for a few minutes. She couldn’t believe she slipped up so bad. The one thing she never wanted to do was make Lena feel uncomfortable, and she could tell by her reaction that she was affected by it. She felt like crap for falling for Crystal so fast. She broke her promise to never go back to her again. The memories of when they’d first met flooded back to her mind.
It was freshman orientation. At Freedom all freshmen were required to attend a weeklong orientation to become familiar with the school. At this time freshmen also met their prospective roommates. Denise walked into her room to find a vision of beauty in front of her.
Crystal was a sexy, caramel-skinned girl. She had dark brown hair with beautiful brown eyes to complement it. Denise experienced love at first sight the moment she laid eyes on her. She had never been attracted to someone the way that she was to Crystal. She not only had beauty, but the brains to match.
They quickly became one of the hottest lesbian couples on campus. With the fame came the problems. Women were always telling Denise that Crystal was cheating on her. She even ignored Cooley, who warned her to keep a close eye on Crystal. Denise trusted her completely and would never confront her on hearsay from haters.
The first time ever the coach ended practice early, Denise decided to head to the dorm to surprise Crystal and be there when she got out of dance practice. Denise opened the door and her whole body froze. She couldn’t say anything. She just watched Crystal riding some guy in their bed. Crystal quickly realized Denise was there and panicked. Denise could feel herself about to explode.
“How could you fucking do this to me?”
“Denise . . .”
“Don’t fucking call my name! You fucking ho!”
“Don’t call her names!” the guy said.
Denise looked over at the man, who was slowly getting dressed. She could tell he was enjoying her hurt. Denise realized it was the same Marcus, the guy Crystal called her best friend. He had kicked it with them all the time.
“You better get the fuck up out my room!” Denise yelled at Marcus.
“I ain’t got to do shit!”
Denise and Marcus were standing toe to toe. Crystal was grabbing Marcus’ arm, yelling for them to stop. Marcus pushed Crystal and told her to move.
“Don’t fucking touch her!” Denise yelled, pushing Marcus.
Marcus pushed her back. Immediately they began trading blows. They fought out into the hallway. People started coming out to see what was happening. Cooley opened her door to see the scene and ran to break it up. It took three other studs to break up the fight.
“Crystal, you coming with me or what?” Marcus yelled, walking down the hall.
Cooley and another stud were still holding Denise back.
“She’s not going nowhere!” Denise yelled back, trying to break free.
Crystal ran into the room. Denise and Cooley followed. Denise felt her heart breaking as she watched Crystal packing a bag.
“What are you doing?” Denise said. As mad as she was, she didn’t want Crystal to leave.
“I am sorry, Dee, but I love him.”
“You trifling bitch!” Cooley yelled. “Get ya shit and get the fuck out of my bruh room! Fucking ho-ass bitch!”
“Fuck you, Cooley!” Crystal yelled as she closed her bag.
Denise couldn’t move. Her head was spinning. She heard the yelling between Cooley and Crystal, but it sounded like the teacher on the Peanuts cartoons.
Denise grabbed Crystal’s hand before she walked out the door. “I thought you loved me.”
Tears fell from Crystal’s eyes. “I do love you, but I love him more.” Crystal turned and walked out the room.
Denise broke down into Cooley’s arms; it was the most devastating day of her life. She never stopped loving Crystal, even though she hurt her. It wasn’t until Lena that she ever looked at another girl the same way.
The school was being transformed. Alumni Weekend at Freedom was an enormous event, and the campus was crowded with the school’s alumni, families, and various spectators greeting each other.
Cooley and Denise were standing in the field when Denise got a tap on her shoulder.
“Hi, stranger.”
Goosebumps went down Denise’s arm. The voice was so familiar, it was like she heard it yesterday. There stood Crystal, even more beautiful than she remembered. She had more hips, and her butt seemed to look even tighter.
“Remember me?”
Denise couldn’t speak. She couldn’t believe it was her. This was the girl who had stolen her heart and broken it over two years before.
Crystal hugged her and acted as though nothing had happened, like she hadn’t disappeared without even a call or a note or anything.
“What up, shorty? What’s good?” Denise decided to play it calm. She looked at Cooley who was giving her the “don’t do it” face.
Crystal was a little taken off by her nonchalant attitude. “Um, everything’s everything. I was hoping I would run into you ’cause I wanted to talk.”
Denise started to melt when she looked into her eyes. “I’m sorry, do we have something to talk about?”
“I think we do.” Crystal lowered her head. “Can you please just give me a few moments of your time? I promise I’ll explain everything.” She grabbed Denise’s hand and stroked her palm with her index finger.
Denise couldn’t resist. “We can go to my room,” She said, turning to Cooley.
Cooley instantly gave her the “sap” look. “I ain’t even gonna say what I want to say. I’m out. I gotta go to the mall anyway.” Cooley gave her daps and headed off toward her car.
Once they made it to the room, Crystal began to apologize and cry. “Dee, I never wanted to hurt you. I was confused. My parents were going to disown me if they found out I was gay.” Tears rolled down her eyes. “So, I started dating Marcus again, and well, I guess you know what happened from there.”
Denise looked at Crystal. “That’s bullshit, and you know it. You could have told me what was going on. I wasn’t going to out you. I loved you.”
“I know that now. I never wanted you to find out.”
“You were in our bed!” Denise could feel herself becoming angry. “I think this conversation is over.”
Crystal began to sob more.
Denise could feel her heart breaking all over again. She hated to see women cry. “Please, Dee, don’t let it be like that. I really am sorry. God, if only you could know how much I love you.”
“It’s nothing you can do. It’s all over now.” Denise stood up and walked toward the door.
Crystal was not going to give up that easily. “Denise, I loved you. I loved you so much, I . . . well, look.” She pulled her shirt up to see a tattoo across the bottom of her back. It said Denise.
Denise was amazed. She brushed her hand against her name engraved in ink on Crystal. “Crystal, when did you do this?”
“After everything happened, I came out to my parents, and they disowned me. I got a scholarship to Howard, so I moved there. I have been out and proud since. It took me this long to come back and see you. I didn’t know what you would say. You have been my only love.”
“You’re saying you haven’t been with anyone else?” Denise didn’t believe her.
“Look, I can’t lie and say that I haven’t been with other people, but it never worked because I always compared them to you. Denise, I never got over you, and I needed to come and settle our unfinished business.”
Denise didn’t know what to say. There on her bed was the girl she wanted for almost two years. Crystal leaned over and kissed her; it was sweet, just like she remembered. Denise immediately wanted her back, and lust took over her body instantly.
Denise let her hands roam and explored all of Crystal’s new curves. She unbuttoned her shirt. Her breasts were beautiful, and she had to taste them. Denise laid Crystal down on the bed and started to roll her tongue over her nipple. They instantly became hard as she sucked on them.
Crystal whispered, “Take me,” which aroused Denise completely. She started to unzip her pants.
Denise’s pent-up sexual energy was present as she pulled Crystal close. A piece of her wanted to just savor the moment, but the stud in her was out to make Crystal realize what she had missed out on.
Denise pushed Crystal’s legs up on her shoulders. She missed Crystal’s small pussy. It was wet for Denise. She began to taste Crystal’s sweetness. She missed the taste. Crystal moaned for more, and her reaction was a turn-on. Denise sucked and licked like she was starving, and Crystal was her last meal.
They didn’t hear the key opening the door. They didn’t hear the door open. All they heard was Lena’s scream.
Denise stood in the hallway speechless. She was mortified that Lena caught her, but Lena’s reaction puzzled her even more. She stood in the hallway thinking, confused about the whole situation. She headed back to her room.
“So, you could have told me you had a girlfriend.” Crystal stood in her room, now fully dressed with an angry look on her face. “And then the girl lives with you, I can’t believe you.”
Denise was still dealing with Lena’s reaction when what Crystal just said got into her head.
“She’s not my girlfriend,” Denise said, her mind still on Lena’s reaction.
“Don’t no gal get that mad if you ain’t fuckin’ her! She was beyond pissed and jealous.”
That was it, the word Denise was looking for. Lena had acted jealous. She didn’t understand why. Lena never showed any interest in her. Denise decided she was losing it.
“Dee, you aren’t even listening to me!” Crystal whined. “You know what, I am out.” Crystal turned to walk out the door.
“You really think she was jealous?” Denise asked. She didn’t hear a thing Crystal said after that.
“Denise, that girl was acting like a jealous girlfriend. I don’t know what game she’s playing, but she’s playing you for a fool if you don’t notice that she wants you.”
Denise was speechless; she just looked at Crystal, and she didn’t know what to think. “Crystal, I am sorry about this. It shouldn’t have happened.”
“So, it’s like that?” Tears began to form in Crystal’s eyes.
“Yeah, it is. See you around.” Denise opened the door to let Crystal out. Crystal stated that Denise was the dumbest girl on earth, but Denise didn’t care. She closed the door and sat down. She had to think of what to do next.
Suddenly her phone rang. She picked it up to hear the sound of Cooley’s voice.
“Man, I need your help.” Cooley’s voice was a mixture of anger and fear. “I’m in the campus jail.”