Together Never Again (Lesbian story)

Chapter One

Chapter  One

                      When I First Realized It

"Come on, Sarah. Stop being so dramatic. He won't break up with you," Emily tried to encourage me, but this bad feeling kept kicking me in the gut every time I looked up at her.

We were in Advanced Topics with the teacher who had given us the day off to paint our faces and get ready for homecoming activities. Homecoming activities were a very big deal every year, it was also a way for teachers to make us work harder because the better we did in semester exams, the more days we'd get to do homecoming activities. Luckily, it was the last week of September, and we had played all week. Not to mention the Junior class, my class, were ahead of the Seniors, Sophomores, and Freshman.

I had my blonde hair in a high ponytail, orange eyeshadow on my eyelids - orange is our class color - and two black streaks under my eyes. Emily had nothing on her face though. She was definitely athletic enough to participate, but she never had the school spirit I always had. Besides, the sophomore colors were red and green. Bleh! Emily and I hated those colors, except at Christmas.

"He has been completely distant from me, Emily!" I reminded, picking at my fingernails, "Do you think it's because I won't sleep with him yet?" I groaned, rolling my eyes to prevent myself from getting teary-eyed.

It's true that Jake had been very distant from me since I rejected him last week. He wanted to take our relationship to the next level in the back of his truck, but I wanted something more special than that. Next thing I know, I'm standing on the side of the road watching him drive off to find my own way home.

Truthfully, I would have broke up with him that moment if he hadn't come back to take me home and apologize to me. Still, the spaced out looks and cold hugs were a huge hint that told me that we were growing apart rapidly. I've yet to sit him down to have a conversation with him.

Emily pulled me in for a hug rubbing her hand on my back comfortingly, "It will be fine." She told me. She really was my crutch in life, I don't know how I'd be able to live without her.

I stuffed my face into her shirt and sighed. Emily is how I know God is real. She is my best friend. We've been friends since we were babies. She is my savior, she keeps me happy, and keeps me from harm. I don't know how she does it. 

Luckily, Emily was able to keep me hyper, cheery, and smiling during lunch. She really knew how to brighten my day.

She had layered wavy styled black hair, and pretty brown eyes that many guys fall for. I also have to admit that she had a rockin' body I was very envious of, although she was a few inches shorter than myself. She thinks that she is ugly and tells me all the time, but lots of guys ask me to hook them up. She doesn't have any chemistry with them though. The only person she can talk to is me. I'll just have to look for a man version of me, I guess. Maybe then she'd be happy.

Sometimes, she needs to brighten up a bit.

After the annoucement came on asking for all students to make their way to the gym, I was ready. Since it was friday and during homecoming week, I had to stay on my toes.

I'd give Em some mercy points and smile at her if she was winning or losing during the homecoming activities I love to be apart of. She only participated in the events I participated which consisted of volleyball and cheerleading.

Today was the last two competitions of the week. We only had thirty minutes 'till school was over, so we were rushed. It was the pie eating competition and the tennis toss. For the tennis toss we actually have to pass it to the person behind us without using our hands which makes it a little, in one of my teacher's words, kinky.

Surprisingly, the freshmen won the pie eating competition.. They had been much more cheerful and more playful than last year's.  To my embarrassment, my class won the tennis toss.

The tennis ball finally reached me, but I was unable to get a good grip with my chin. It fell down my shirt, and was in between my boobs. I started freaking out, but Luke, Jake's best friend, was the last person, so he all but stuffed his face in my shirt and bit into the tennis ball to finish us off with a shit-eating grin. I smacked him for after we won.

Well, we got second place since the Seniors won the spirit and attendance award which is fifty points each. It really bummed me out. Freshman were third, and Sophomores were last. Emily smiled at me to show she didn't care much. 

Before we were excused at the end of the day, I asked a teacher to go to the bathroom. I lied of course. Mainly because I didn't take any of my things with me to the Gym. Instead, I went to my locker, so I'd get my homework before the buses would leave and block me in school. 

Unexpectedly, I didn't see Jake in the stands. That was what worried me most of the time because he never missed homecoming events. I really do think that Jake is cheating on me now. Suprisingly, a part of me is dying, but another part of me is happy. Is it supposed to be so bittersweet?

I don't know. I hope it gets better bewteen us and not worse. I don't think I can handle another break-up. Especially since he and I have been together for almost a year. Please, God. Wait. Maybe this is a chance to break free from a good-for-nothing immature boy to a knight in shining armor. That would be a wonderful change.

I was walking through the hallway before the last bell rang, heading to the Gym since I still had some time before the bell, when I saw him. My so-called boyfriend kissing some girl I've never seen before. They were touching each other everywhere, being cheeky - and slutty - as they hurried into the janitor's closet.

They didn't even notice me. Oh, my God... bastard. He's lucky to have had me. I would never sleep with him... no wonder he had to go find some whore. I started stomping towards the closet, hearing the moans of that unknown girl. My fists were bawled up and I was just about to open that door and scream at them both.

Stopping myself I bagan to wonder what the point was. No matter how much I tried to tell myself that he was the lucky one... the bigger part of my heart was breaking under this despair. We were as happy could be. I can't help but wonder what had happened to push him away. It may have been as simple as the fact that he just wanted sex and was tired of waiting.

Trying to hide my confusion, I hurried out the door just as the bell rang. I was too afraid to tell Emily. Not now. I wanted to go home and cry at my confusion I held toward my feelings. I knew it. I should have known he'd do that. It's over between us, and I would end it Monday after the weekend! Might as well give my scumbag boyfriend one night before I beat the hell out of him at school Monday. I'd need to build up the courage first and hide the hurt.

I drove home in my cute red Bug that had customized black polka dots to make my car look like a ladybug. I thought it was cute. It cheered me up for a few minutes until I was reminded of Jake. He helped with painting it.

Trying to hold in my tears until I got to my quiet safe garage I bit my lip. Unfortunately I couldn't when I reached a red light. Laying my head on the steering wheel I cried every time wondering what was wrong with me. My fingers kept shaking so much I thought I'd lose my grip on the steering wheel. My chest was what worried most. Each sob I let out, felt like my chest being clawed by knives. That hurt my heart more than anything.

I knew I'd get sick if I didn't stop. I reached for the cup-holder where I left some napkins from buying a biscut from McDonald's this morning and blew my nose with one hand. It was disgusting how bad it sounded. Still my day had just went downhill.

Stalking past the living room where my parents were having 'fun'. Truthfully, I didn't really want to see that. I went into my room laying down, soundly, on the large queen white comforter bed.

Sighing I dug my face into the pillow, covering my make-up stricken face wondering if I should call Emily. No, I didn't want to burden her, she would have told me to beat his ass. How am I going to face her?

Could this get any worse?