Love isn’t something that has been plentiful in my life.
It’s been a long and rocky road; everything from death to broken marriages I’ve suffered everything. I’ve seen it all, except for true love.
But that changed, one night.
–S–
A simple situation; take care of the house while my Aunt and Uncle went on a trip to some kind of propane event. I was sitting on the couch flipping through channels when the doorbell rang, I got up and answer the door to see Khannie standing there.
“Hi,” she said. “Is Bobby home?”
“I’m sorry Khannie, he’s at a friend’s,” I said.
Khannie looked behind her to see the car drove off.
“Do you want to come in,” I said while stepping aside. She stepped in, I wonder what she’s thinking about.
“Would you like me to take your coat?” I asked, she shrugged. She slipped it off and handed it over.
“Would you mind if I stay here while my parents go out?”
“No, I don’t mind.”
I put her coat away, my mind was kind of pre-occupied with something that has been nagging me for a while. But that was my problem, I shouldn’t really burden on someone else – namely Khannie – even if they can help. I walked to the couch than sat down, my worries were still running around my head.
“Man,” Khannie said bringing me out of my thoughts. “That is so fake, I have never seen anyone kiss like that.” I noticed she than blushed and kind of looked embarrassed, in a way I thought she looked cute.
Okay, now it was my time to be embarrassed.
“Geez,” she said. “Their tongues are e practically all over their faces, didn’t anyone on this crew did any research or something?”
“I remember a guy that did that,” I said. “He didn’t last a month.”
“Come to think about it, Chane kissed like that too.”
I snorted, “why do we have to endure such stupidity?”
“What do you mean by that?” Khannie ask.
I became flustered, now I was caught between a rock and a hard place. Should I tell her what’s on my mind, or just make up some lie? She would be too smart for a lie, but is she open minded about my life choices?
“I hate to ask this,” she said. “But are you…?”
“I-I don’t… Know,” I said trying not to look at her. I didn’t want to admit this, but after so many men and bad relationships; I’ve try to look for the alterative, and I…
“It’s okay, you can tell me,” she said as she reached out and grasped my shoulder. I shrugged her off, now I was turning my attention to the tv. “If it makes you feel better, you can check by-“
“NO!” I snapped as I leapt out from the couch, “Khannie… It’s can’t be figured out in a kiss or anything like that?”
I saw her sat there, staring up at me with those brown eyes. Such deep brown eyes, the type I would just get lost in. “There’s more to this, it’s emotions and feelings.”
She just sat there, she was staring into my eyes. “Well, how do you know if you know… I feel like I am gay too.”
I was a little taken back, it felt so strange to be face to face with someone that felt like me. “I don’t have the answers, Khannie.”
There was a moment of silence as she looked down at the floor, she pulled her legs underneath her.
“What do you think of my body?”
I was taken back, a 16 year old just had ask me, a 24 year old, about how her body looks to me. “What?!”
“I’ve watched you every since I’ve met you, wishing to be as developed as you,” she said. “I want to know, are you attracted to me in someway? Despite age?”
I was going to lie, but she looked to be on the emotional edge. She’s defiantly filled out since 13, not like most women but she’s got shape. “You’re just my type.”
She jumped me and pressed her lips against mine, just as she was about to place her tongue into my mouth I felt like I was falling. Because I was! I landed hard on the floor, despite the dull pain I smiled.
“Want to go out tomorrow?” I asked.
“Six?”
I lean in to give a small kiss while we picked ourselves up and sat on the couch for the rest of the night, Khannie’s parents came back. As I sat here, I kind of felt at ease.
Maybe she will be the one.