When the Right One Comes (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 11: Fixing Things

It was almost about 3 days after the dinner and when I revealed to my mom that I knew all along the real reason behind the divorce. Luckily mom was on a business trip the next day and won't be back until Sunday. Jeff was also busy with his firm which I thank the heaven's for. I know he's just waiting for a chance to confront me for making mom cry that night. I'm normally collected under such situations but knowing how she's willing to retire now that she's going to be married to Pierre but not when she was with dad brought out the anger I bottled up inside me. Ken invited me to hang out today saying it's not good for me to hole up in my room and I know he'd kept annoying me if I said no, so I find myself sitting on the hood of his car while he buys food. We're hanging out in the beach once again but we haven't gone surfing yet.

"Here you go. One jumbo hot dog in a bun for you and soda." I smile my thanks at him as I take the food from his hands while he sits down next to me. "So, any plans?"

"I was just planning on getting through with the wedding then fly back to Japan as soon as it's done." I tell him taking a bite.

"But the wedding is still in 3 weeks. I'm pretty sure you can't escape your mom or Jeff. One way or another you're gonna have a talk." He tells me enjoying his burger.

"I know. It's not like I haven't thought about it ever since I blew up." I look out to the ocean and see waves upon waves crashing against the shore. Water has always had a calming effect on me since I could remember. "I just don't want to talk right after. I need to calm myself before I face them again."

"True. I've only seen you angry once. Not really a sight I want to see every day." He grins at me as I roll my eyes. "How's your dad though? Did you tell him about it?" I'm thankful he changes the subject.

"He's fine so far. He had a check up yesterday so I just talked to his nurse." I pause looking at my soda can. "I haven't told him about it yet. He's probably gonna scold me." My best friend laughs knowing I was right about the scolding part. "He hasn't been telling me about his results though."

"He's probably fine. He wants you to enjoy your time here Des." He reassures me with a gentle smile. "Besides, why won't you when I'm here?" He jokes getting a chuckle from me.

"And I'm here too." The familiar voice says behind us and we both whip our heads to see Samantha standing there beside the car in her shorts and beach shirt. "I have to say I'm quite disappointed you didn't come looking for me after that night Destiny." She glides up to me.

"Uhhhh Des?" Ken asks clearly lost as to whom this girl is.

"Ken this is Samantha Baltimore, I met her during the dinner party. Samantha this is my best friend Ken Nakamoto." I introduce the two and Ken seems to have fallen under a spell.

"Hi, nice to meet you." Samantha as always gives him a charming smile as Ken dumbly shakes her hand, she then turns her gaze to me. "I was really waiting for you to come look for me at my mom's studio or call me." She says and I raise my eyebrow at her.

"If I remember correctly, you never gave me your number and I didn't know you usually hang out at your mom's place." I tell her.

"Why don't we fix that up now and exchange numbers?" She takes out her phone handing it to me.

"And what makes you think I'll give you my number?" I challenge, she simply smirks at me.

"Because I know you'd want to know me better." She says confidently. "But if you don't want to give me your number, I can always ask Clarice." She shrugs still holding her phone out to me. I notice the look on Ken's face as he looks back and forth between me and this very confident girl.

"It feels like I'm missing something." He mutters to himself but we both hear him. "Are you....flirting with Des? I mean, I didn't think you're gay or whatever but if you are then I'm totally okay with it." He rambles nervously as Samantha's eyes locks with his. "You know what, I think I'll go catch some waves...yeah....see you Des." He quickly makes his escape leaving me with my predator. Now that I really think about it, Samantha is like a predator with the way she looks at me and I'm the unsuspecting prey...well not really since I expected her to find ways to corner me.

"Now that I have you all alone, I wanna continue on what we did during that dinner party." She twirls some locks of my hair in her finger as she leans forward, leaning on her arm that's against the hood of the car conveniently just a few inches from my hand. "It's a shame I wasn't allowed to go after you." Her tone suddenly becomes serious. "I saw and heard everything. That explains the sadness in your eyes the first time I saw them." That shocked me to my core, for someone who only knew me that night she was able to see through my facade.

"How?" I ask simply. Then for the first time since I met this girl, she gives me a sad smile.

"Because believe it or not my dad left as well. He found another woman to love." She places her other arm on the hood. "You're lucky to have a mother like Clarice. At least she's trying to reach out to you." She admits looking away as if shy to admit such intimate detail about her life. "Mom never tried. She only sees me as an investment. A model for a photographer." She gives me a fake smile after that.

"Samantha." I start but she shakes her head as she moves to hug me and I let her.

"Sam. Just call me Sam." She whispers to my ears. "And I don't want you to feel bad for me Des. I want you to know that I'm not just a flirt. I want you to see a different side of me." I slowly wrap my arm around her while my other arm supports my weight against the hood. We stay in that position until she moves away from me and her bright smile comes back. "I know what Clarice did is quite unforgivable but I do hope you make peace with her." She tells me.

In the end, I gave Sam my number and we hung out the entire day at the beach before deciding to go home. Turns out there is more to Sam than what she showed me that time and I can't help but be interested about her. Ken asked questions of course as to who Sam really is and what she is to me. I told him in all honesty that I have no clue whatsoever as to what she is to me. He drops me off at my mom's house before telling me to call him if I want to get out of the house again.

"Thanks Kenny. I really needed to get out today." I tell him as I ready myself to get out of the car.

"What are best friends for right? Just call me if you want to go out again." He says and I kiss him on the cheek. I get out of the passenger side but before I could close the door he calls out to me. "Everything's gonna be better Des. Just trust me." I give him a nod before closing the door and walking up the stairs. When I reach the porch, I see my mom sitting on the chair and she looks to me.

"How was your day honey?" She asks with a small smile.

"It was alright mom. Sam was at the beach as well so we hung out." I tell her and she nods before looking down. "I thought you're staying in Seattle for 2 more days?"

"Yes but I couldn't focus on anything until I have a talk with you." She then looks up, patting the space beside her. "Will you please hear me out?" I wanted to say no but Sam's words echoes in my head making me sit beside mom. She seems relieved with it before facing me. "Des, I'm so sorry if I caused you any pain. I would never want to cause you any pain." She reaches out for my hands, tears already brimming in her eyes. "I didn't know you were there all those times, witnessing our arguments. If I had known I would have handled it better but it's done now and I know you can't forgive me for what I've done but I want to make up to you. You're my daughter and losing you is my greatest fear." She says as her tears fall down her cheeks. "I did love your dad but I was young and I wanted to be successful. I let my fear of just being a housewife break our family." She explains sincerely. "But in just the 5 year marriage I had with your dad, I loved him. He will always have a special place in my heart. Sometimes things just don't work out. I fell in love with my career, with my ambition and fell out of love with your dad." She stops, her hands shaking against my own. "I hope someday you can forgive me." I stay quiet as I let my own tears fall.

"He still loves you mom. He never stopped." I tell her and she nods. "You're not gonna lose me mom and maybe one day soon, I'll be able to forgive."