"No, and they never will, only you get to do that," she pulled me closer in her arms, "and only I get to hear all of those divine noises you made just now..."
"Just for you and my next-door neighbors."
I felt in my gut that Cate was viscerally moved by my adoration of her body. She could read me so easily, and I had no acting ability in me whatsoever, so there was no way I could've faked my attraction to make her happy. I could feel her wounds starting to heal and some of her former confidence coming back.
We lay in bed together until night fell. And the following night, we still found ourselves in the same position, stark naked, my face nestled on her shoulder, her arms wrapped around my ribcage, our legs intertwined under the covers. And the night after. So inevitably I had to pop the question.
"Where do we go from here?"
The silence that unfolded mapped out a thousand possibilities extending from the present moment like a pitchfork, and it sent chills down my spine.
"I need time to think," she finally said.
"Okay." I said calmly.
We never broached the subject again. Over the next few days, we got brunch and dinner regularly, and she talked about how much she missed performing on Broadway before and expressed her wish to stay in New York for a while. She was even thinking about renting a house here for a few months. But in any case, she had to fly back to LA first and sort some things out with Andrew and the kids.
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I didn't see Cate for a couple of weeks after that. I missed her terribly, but it didn't bring me down as much as the previous times. Most importantly, distance didn't terrify me anymore. I knew it in my bones that if Cate really believed in us, she would traverse oceans and continents to make it happen.
Meanwhile, my own career was flourishing, I had no boss to please, no 9 to 5 to clock, and a room of my own. I still had a very long way to go before I needed no introduction in the industry, but for the first time in my life, I enjoyed being in my twenties and didn't want to be middle-aged anymore. I was so young. Enviably young. I was perpetually anxious about everything going wrong. But what if everything went right?
I was walking home one day from a director meeting, and my phone buzzed. A quick text from Cate, "check your mail."
When I arrived home, I found a small white envelope sitting outside my door. It felt very light, as if it contained nothing but air. There was nothing fancy written on it, just Cate's and my name, and our addresses. But something about its simplicity suggested the complete opposite, and it suddenly felt very weighty in my hands.
I sat down on my couch, took a deep breath, and emptied its contents onto my coffee table.
A key. An address. A U-Haul reservation.
I smiled to myself. Then I began packing. All my belongings, my memories, my whole life. It wouldn't be the first time, and it wouldn't be the last. I didn't know where Cate and I'd be in three months, six months, 2 years, 10 years. I didn't know if our love for each other was enough to overcome her past, my insecurities, her fame, my doubts, our age gap, and the burdens of simply being two women in love.
But she saw me playing the piano one day well over a year ago, and the rest was history. All I could do was to hold on to my one certainty as my crux and catapult myself over the cliff of our lives.
I took a leap without looking back.
Note from the writer:
You have reached the end of the story! Thank you so much for your support if you've had the patience to get this far. Your votes and comments have really inspired and motivated me. I never meant to write this much (look at my handle, I only came here for research XD), but somehow kept at it for longer because I feel like I found my people here on Wattpad, even though I don't know who you are or where you're from.
In any case, I do plan on writing more fanfics about Cate or others in our collective pantheon of MILFs (you know who they are) for *anthropological* purposes. All in the name of lesbian science! So please leave a comment if there's a particular movie or role of Cate's that you'd like to read about, or another actress, or several of them appearing in a story at the same time engaging in group activities (ahem).
My new Cate fanfic, Me Against Her, is out now! Please check it out if you enjoyed this one.
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FanfictionThe bedroom door was wide open. "So. It is you." It was barely 6:30pm, the room was dimly lit, and Cate was wearing a lavender nightdress, reclined on an upholstered chaise longue. A cigarette lay fresh in the ashtray on her nightstand, a flim...
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