Story: Both Sides of the Heart (all chapters)

Authors: cb_91

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Chapter 1

Title: We Meet Again

[Author's notes: Like I said it will be slow at first.]

     “Is this for me?” The young blonde asked of her short haired brunette friend.

 

     “Yes,” the brunette replied while giving the blonde a small white flower. “We’ll be friends forever, right?”

 

      “Yeah, always!” 

 

     The now fourteen year old blonde haired, green eyed girl cut the television off. Wow, I was so naïve when I was little. I can’t believe what all has changed since we were seven. Everything is so screwed up now. How did we get here? Think back…

 

     When Clair, the blonde haired beauty, and Jocelyn, the brown haired, blue eyed tomboy, were little they were the best of friends.  They had always had the same classes in school, so they had grown quite used to each other. Comfort grew into fondness, but they had not counted on one huge obstacle to their friendship. The girls lived on different sides of town. When another middle school was built to keep the old middle school from being so full, it split their school district in half and made it too where the girls would be forced to go to different middle schools. They were divested at the fact they would be split up, but soon they would both find their place at their new schools.

    

     Clair, being the beauty she was, never had a problem with fitting in at her new school. She joined the cheer leading squad and became one of the most well known people in her school, especially for her kindness. One thing she wasn’t known for was her grades. She was as average as anyone else when it came to that, but few people cared about that. Everything is going great for her. Her parents both have wonderful jobs that pay way more than the amount needed to be comfortable. Nothing could go wrong, or so she thought.

    

     Jocelyn, being the Tomboy she was, didn’t have trouble joining the basketball team. She was quite tall and skilled at it, but things weren’t going too well for her at home. Her father and mother were fighting like crazy. Eventually her father split. Her mother couldn’t afford their home, so they were forced to move into a junky one bedroom trailer. She felt like she couldn’t get control of her life, so she started to do things to the one thing she did have control of, her body. She started cutting herself and doing drugs. She got in with the wrong crowd. By her eighth grade year everyone in school, knew her and chances are were afraid of her, but surprisingly she didn’t slack on her duties. She still stayed on the basketball team and continued to be a wonderful player. Despite what people thought, she had excellent grades. Of course she had her teachers change the grade on her papers and report cards to make her seem dumb, but she rarely made below a 100. She wore headphones in class to make it seem like she wasn’t listening, but in truth the headphones were never on, but regardless of how  well she did in school or how smart she was, she still continued to abuse her body. She even “let” a member of the male basketball team have his way with her. She was under the influence so she barely remembered it, thankfully. All she knows is that in the morning she was in serious pain, but she was strong so she just let it go. My life is never going to get better, or so she thought.

 

     My first day of high school is tomorrow. I am so freaking out. The butterflies in my stomach are doing somersaults. Clair thought to herself as she picked out her clothes for the coming day. I am never going to sleep tonight.     

    

     Oh, is my first day of high school tomorrow already? Jocelyn thought as see looked at her calendar. Well this ought to be fun; I hope I don’t have suckified teachers. I’ll just wear whatever is clean and hope it looks good, not that that matters. I should probably go to sleep early, but that can wait until after a few hours of Halo 3. Jocelyn smiled to herself at the thought. 

 

     Clair got up at 6 am to ensure she had plenty of time to get ready. She brushed her teeth for five minutes making sure she left nothing. She then took a shower. She washed her hair three times in lavender to ensure a good smell. Then she got dressed and spent a good hour on her hair and makeup. I am going to look my best today.     

    

     Jocelyn awoke at 7:45. Fuck, I’m gonna be late. She jumped up and threw on a pair of black pants and a black tank and hood. She put on eye liner, brushed a comb through her hair, and ran out the door.

 

     Clair walked into her school and was quickly greeted by several of her old friends and a few new ones. She had no trouble at all in her first few weeks. Cheerleading tryouts came and went without any problems, and she was one of the few freshmen who made varsity the first time. High school turned out better than I thought it would.

     Jocelyn walked into school. She knew a few people in her first and second class, but most of them were afraid of her or just plain wouldn’t want to be seen with her. Thankfully, she had pretty good teachers. She ran into her friends during lunch. They were their normal gangly selves just with a few new additions.  In her first few weeks, she got into a few fights. The normal fights needed to develop high school hierarchy. She pulled all her teachers aside and told them either they made sure no one found out she was smart or she wouldn’t try in their class and would make their classroom a living hell. They all pretty much agreed. This hasn’t been too bad. 

     The new semester rolled around and they all had to change to four new classes and new routes to classes. Clair was walking to her class with a few of her friends. They were all wearing their cheer outfits. They had a game to cheer for that night.

 

     “Great, look who we have to walk by.”

 

     “Huh?” Clair questioned.

 

     “Oh, that’s right you don’t know. That group over there sitting by the bench is a group we try to avoid.”

 

     “Especially while we’re in uniform. They are a terrible group and completely relentless when it comes to us.”

 

     “Well, might as well face the music. Maybe they won’t say anything to us.”

 

     “Please, even we couldn’t get that lucky.”

 

      “Well, well, well, if it isn’t the little cheer bitches. Long time no see. Been avoiding us?”  The rest of the infamous group had a good laugh at this.

 

      “Look we have to get to class; we’re going to be late.”

 

     “Who cares if you’re late? We sure as hell don’t.”

 

     “Just let us through.”

 

     “Get on your knees and say please and we might.”

 

     “You stupid, little b….”

 

     “Just please let us go to class!” Clair interjected in her sweetest voice.

 

     “Clair?” The girl who had been sitting at the end of the group asked.

 

     “Do I know you?”

 

     “Well, you used to.”

 

     “Oh my God! Jocelyn?!”

 

     “Oh my God, your name’s Jocelyn?” The group laughed.

 

     “Shut up you bunch of asses! Actually Clair, its JC now for obvious reasons.”

 

     “Oh, sorry. Well, I guess I’ll see you later.”  Clair said as her and her friends continued to their class.

 

     “Well this is perfect.” The ring leader of Jocelyn’s group laughed.

 

     “What is?”

 

     “You being friends with that little bitch of course.”

 

     “Why?”

 

     “I have a nice little plan that will make a perfect bang for me as I leave high school, and if you agree to help, I’ll leave you in charge of the pack.” She said with a wicked smile on her face.

 

     “Ok, what is the plan?”

[End notes: The story will be faster in later chapters. I just had to put down a background. Please leave any reviews either good or bad to help me improve my writng.]

Chapter 2

Title: A Question and a Hoodie

[Author's notes:

This chapter picks up the pace a bit, but the writing is still rough. So, again any reviews will be greatly appreciated.

]

After class Clair met up with JC with the hope of catching up. Wow, she is so different.

     Jocelyn could feel the anxiety in her chest. I can’t believe I actually agreed to go along with that plan, but I do need a place in this school and Clair has all her new friends and she has probably turned into one of those snobby bitches I hate so bad. I can do this.

     “So stranger, how you been?” Clair inquired.

     “I’ve been doing so-so. Life could be better, but it could be a hell of a lot worse. How ‘bout you?”
 
     “I have been doing wonderful. I have made lots of friends and high school is a blast.”
 
     “Glad your life’s goin’ so fuckin’ perfect.”

     “Is something wrong?”
  
     “No, sorry. I’m just takin’ some of my probs out on you.”

     “Uh…well….uh”
  
     “Just spit it out!”

    “I was kind of wondering if you would like to come to my house this afternoon, so that we could maybe catch up.”

     “Oh. Uh, sure. Your flat still in the same place?”

     “No, we moved up to Highwing Central.  The house number is 1919.”

     “Damn girl, how in the hell you manage to end up livin’ in a fancy place like that?”
 
     “Oh, my parents both have high paying jobs now. Um, I kinda have to go, so you’re still coming, right?”

     “Sure, I’ll be there at seven.”

     “Awesome, see you then.”

     “See ya.” This plan is going to be a lot easier than I though it was going to be. I can’t believe she lives in a place like that. Stupid brat needs something like this to knock her down a few notches.


     It was 7:23 and Jocelyn had not arrived yet. Where is she? I spent such a long time making sure everything was clean and making dinner. Sigh, why I am I feeling like its my first day of school again? Did I miss her this much without realizing it?

     Jocelyn rang the doorbell.

     “Coming!”  Clair ran to the door and quickly opened it.

     Why is Clair wearing such an adorable outfit? Maybe I should have changed into something else.

     “Sorry for being late. I fell asleep after school and didn’t wake up until like thirty minutes ago.”

     “Oh, so that is why you are still in your school clothes.”
 
     Damn, I knew that would be the first thing she noticed.

     Clair studied her face for a moment and then said, “Well, let’s go up to my room. I want show you pics of me in middle school. Did you bring any pics?”

     “I have a few in my wallet.”

     Damn her house is big.

     “Your room is very…girly?”

     “Yeah, I guess it is. I mean what else would you expect.”

     “Good point.”

     Clair gave Jocelyn a big, beautiful smile when she said that.

     “So what does your room look like if not like this?”

     “Let’s not talk about my room.”

     “What is it all black and morbid or something?”
 
     Jocelyn lost all calmness in her voice. “I am telling you to drop it.”

     “Okay, I get it.” Clair replied with a nervous laugh.

     The room was silent for a few minutes. “So, uh, let me see your pics.”

     “Ok.” Clair rummaged in her closet and pulled out an album labeled middle school memories. She sat down on her bed beside Jocelyn and opened up the album.

     The two girls spent hours talking and looking at pics. It was like nothing had ever changed, but in the back of both of their minds, they knew things would never be the same.

     “Well, I have to run. It is really late and we have school tomorrow.”

     “Yeah, uh, that is probably best.”
 
     Clair hugged Jocelyn as they were going out the door. She held on maybe a few seconds longer than she should have.

     “See ya.”
    
     “Bye.”
 
     What the hell was that hug about?!

     I can’t believe I did that.


     The girls continued to meet outside of school on certain days and discuss what happened in their lives that week. They wouldn’t talk much in school, but they would talk plenty out of it. Actually it was more like Clair talked and Jocelyn listened, but they both seemed okay with that.

     Clair’s friends knew nothing of the secrets meetings, but Jocelyn’s certainly did. They would want to know everything about the meetings so that they could build up ammo to use against Clair and the others. Jocelyn felt horrible about doing it, but she did whatever it took to keep her friends, no matter how bad they are.


     The girls decided to meet at Clair’s house again on a Thursday. They were watching a movie on Clair’s bed when she asked a fateful question.

     “Why don’t you ever take off your hood?”

     “Oh, uh, I guess it is just really comfortable.” Oh my God, could my lie have been lamer?

     “Well, it is really hot in here, so take it off. The bed is plenty comfortable.”

     “No, I’ll leave it on. It will be a hassle to get up and take it off.”

     “No, it won’t. It unzips, just take it off.”

     “I said no. Drop it and watch the movie.”

     “Why won’t you take it off? What are you hiding?”

     “It is none of your god damn business! I am leaving.” JC jumped off the bed and started to grab her things.

     Clair sat up, cut off the movie, and switched on the lights. “Look, I’m sorry. Please don’t leave.” She grabbed JC’s arm and pulled her body against her, and she hugged her lower waist. “I am really sorry.”

     “It’s ok. Just please don’t bring it up anymore.” She said while stroking Clair’s head.

     “Please tell me what you’re hiding.”

     Jocelyn huffed while she stepped back from Clair’s arms. She unzipped her hoodie and pulled it off.

     “Oh my God! Why did y…how could y...why?”

     “Not everyone has a good life Clair. Some of us don’t have control over anything in our life but our bodies.”

     Clair just looked at the marks.

     “I think it is time I should go.”

     Clair grabbed her arm as she turned around, but Clair never got up off the bed. Instead she brought Jocelyn close to her. She pulled one of Jocelyn’s wrists up too her lips and started to kiss it softly.

     Jocelyn was speechless. Dangerous shivers were crawling up her spine with every kiss.

     “I really have to go.” Jocelyn managed to say in a wavering voice. She then grabbed her stuff and left. Her mind was white; she couldn’t even begin think about what had just happened.

     Oh, no! I shouldn’t have done that. Jocelyn is going to think I am a weirdo. Maybe I should just stay out of school tomorrow, but that would break my perfect attendance record. Well, I have to face the music sooner or later, might as well be sooner.

[End notes: Hope you like the story so far.]

Chapter 3

Title: A Night to Forget

[Author's notes:

Reviews are always wanted.

]

     Time to see how it goes. Clair thought as she started to walk to her and Jocelyn’s meeting spot. I hope she is here. I probably freaked her out.     

      Clair let out a relieved sigh when she saw Jocelyn waiting patiently for her on a bench. She had her knees curled up, and she was intently drawing something. Clair stared at her for a few moments longer, not yet wanting to disturb her. She looks like she is at peace. What could have possible drove her to do those things to her body?     

     Jocelyn looked at Clair as she approached. She smiled at Clair. Maybe we can pretend none of it happened. 

     “What ‘cha drawin’?” Clair asked in a playful tone.

 

     “A duck.”

 

     “It doesn’t look like a duck.” Clair said with a grimace.

 

     “It is a gooey duck.” Jocelyn had a devious smile on her face with this comment.

 

     “What is that?” Clair gave a puzzled look.

 

     “Something very disgusting. Our teacher told us to draw our favorite animal, so I decided to be a smartass.” She grinned even bigger.

 

     “Oh, so what is really your favorite animal?”

 

     “I like the white Siberian tiger. They are so graceful and beautiful. They are solitary creatures that are almost extinct because people don’t take to time to really notice them. They are beautiful, strong, and unique. They are kinda like people who were born before their time and were outcast because they had different ideas. People like that are becoming fewer and fewer just like the tigers.”

 

     Jocelyn looked at Clair. Clair was just staring intently at her, hanging on every word.

 

     “What?” Jocelyn said in a whisper of a voice.

 

     “Wow, you really put thought into that answer.” Clair’s face loosened up then.

 

     “Should I not have?” Jocelyn looked down on her feet with an odd look.

 

     “It’s just that…That seems like something someone with higher grades would say.”

 

     “My grades are fake. I thought you knew that.” Jocelyn raised an eyebrow to Clair.

 

     “I had no idea. What do you mean?” Clair, again, had a puzzled look.

 

     “Well, I have a certain reputation to protect, so I get my teachers to change my grades to make it seem like I don’t do well. I actually make excellent grades.” She smiled to herself about this.

 

     “Oh, well I feel dumb now.” Clair blushed as a dumbstruck look crossed her face.

 

     “You are dumb. I’ve seen your grades; they are horrible.” Jocelyn managed to say this with a straight face, but she still had that gleam of playfulness in her eyes.

 

     “You’re not funny.” Clair said with a pout on her face.

 

     “Relax, I am just being playful. Just because you don’t do well in certain things doesn’t mean you couldn’t if you tried. Also, you could just be really good at real life stuff that has nothing to do with school.” She gave Clair a loving smile with this comment.

 

     “Thanks. So, you are kinda like the tiger you know.” Clair smirked.

 

     “Good cause that is what I was going for.” She said while smiling. She grabbed Clair’s hands and pulled her to her feet.

 

     “I have to get home now, Clair. I’ll see you tomorrow.” She said with a bit of regret in her voice.

 

     “Jocelyn, how would you like to come to my house this Friday?”  Clair blushed.

 

     “Sure. See ya.”

 

     “Bye.”

 

      I hope it won’t be awkward at her house after what happened last time.     

      It seems she has either forgiven me for what I did or she just dropped it. Hopefully she isn’t planning to bring it up again at my house. 

     As Jocelyn and Clair left, they were both unaware of the fact that they were being watched. 

 

     “Seems like they are really starting to get closer then I originally intended.”

 

     “What are you going to do about it?”

 

     “Well, it is perfectly clear that both of them seem to have developed some kind of feeling for each other. I think it is about time that we set the plan into motion.” An evil grin passed over her lips.

 

     “So soon?” A look of surprise covered his face.

 

     “Yes, we are going to see exactly how loyal my little JC is. This is turning out better than I thought.”

 

     “What do you want me to do?” He asked with a worried expression.

 

     “Go tell JC to meet me by the dumpsters tomorrow after school. Tell her that we need to have a little chat about her ‘friend’.”

 

     “Okay, I am on it.” He hurriedly scampered away.

 

     This is going to be like takin’ candy from a baby.

 

Behind the Dumpster the following day:

 

     “Hey, what do you need to talk about?”

 

     “You and that Clair girl have gotten awfully close. You ain’t gonna have second thoughts ‘bout our plan are ya?” She had a hard face as she planted this question on Jocelyn.

 

     “No, of course not.” Jocelyn said as she gave an equally hard look back.

 

     “Good because I think it is about time we set our plan into motion.”

 

     “Ok, how do you plan for us to do that?”

 

     “Listen carefully….”

 

That Friday at Clair’s House:

 

     “Hey, so glad you could make it.” Clair smiled softly at the sight of her friend.

 

     “Please, like I would pass up a chance to be in a big house with as much food in it as I could eat.” Jocelyn pushed Clair playfully inside.

 

     “You are such a cow.” Clair grinned and rolled her eyes.

 

     “Like you are one to talk little miss I ate half a large pizza by myself.” Jocelyn grinned at her playfully.

 

     “Okay, okay I get it let’s go up to my room.” She rolled her eyes again.

 

     Wow, she looks unusually adorable tonight. Jocelyn could feel herself blush at the thought.

 

     “Is something wrong? Your face is kinda red.” Clair cocked an eyebrow to Jocelyn, mirroring what Jocelyn had done a few days before.

 

     “No, I’m fine. So what do you have planned for us tonight?” Jocelyn looked down to avoid further embarrassment.

 

     “I was thinking popcorn, chips, and various other snacks plus The Notebook.”

 

     “Are you serious?”  Jocelyn grimaced at that word.

 

     “Yeah, why? Do you not like the notebook?” Clair gave her a questioning glance.

 

     “I have never watched it, but from what I have gathered it isn’t exactly my cup of tea.” Jocelyn was still grimacing.

 

     “Just give it a chance.” Clair said while preparing the snacks and movie.

 

     “Fine.” Jocelyn replied while taking off her hoodie. Her wrists were bandaged up.

 

     Clair looked back at her and inquired, “Why do you have them wrapped?” She stared at her wrists.

 

     “I am still a little embarrassed about the scars.” Jocelyn sat down on the bed and made herself comfortable. She could feel herself blush again.

 

     Clair looked back at her and gave her a quick smile. “Sorry about everything that happened with your parents and such.” Clair started the movie, cut out the lights, and sat beside Jocelyn on the bed.

 

     During the movie, both girls remained quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of the movie and the sounds of the snacks as they were being carefully eaten.

 

     The movie credits started to roll, and Jocelyn leaned over to switch on the light. She had actually enjoyed the movie. It was a very touching movie with a sad ending. She was glad she had watched it. She looked over at Clair. Clair kept her head turned away from Jocelyn and ducked down a little.

    

     Jocelyn smiled. She realized Clair was crying. She got up on her knees and crawled over to Clair. She turned Clair’s head toward her and softly brushed the tears off her cheeks. Clair leaned her head against Jocelyn’s chest and sighed loudly. Jocelyn started to stroke her head. A smile was brushing across her lips from the gentle pressure Clair’s head was adding to her chest.

 

     “I hate that movie. It gets me every time.” Clair sighed again into Jocelyn’s chest.

 

     Jocelyn giggled softly at her friend’s tenderness. “It’s just a movie.”

 

     Clair got up and walked out of the room for a few minutes.

 

      I hope that comment didn’t make her mad. I was only trying to make her feel better.  

     She must think I am such a baby. I can’t believe I cried. She spent a few minutes in the bathroom cleaning her eyes. Then she returned to the room.

 

     Jocelyn was on her belly kicking her feet back and forth. She lifted her head when Clair returned to the room.

 

     “You ok?” She smiled a little.

 

     “I’m fine. I am just being stupid over a silly movie.” Clair shook her head and looked down.

 

      Jocelyn sat up on the side of the bed and grabbed Clair’s hands to bring her to her.   

      “It is ok to show emotion over a movie. I would have probably cried too if I hadn’t lost my feeling of emotions a long time ago.”

 

     Clair laid on the bed beside Jocelyn.

 

     “I wish we had never been separated. Then you would probably have turned out different. I don’t mean you attitude or anything, but just the cutting and stuff. You understand what I mean, right?” She looked at Jocelyn with a pleading look.

 

     “Yeah.” Jocelyn laid back beside Clair. “But you know, maybe it was meant to be like this. If we weren’t separated all those years back, we might have never figured out how much we meant to each other.” Jocelyn shrugged at the thought.

 

     “Yeah.” Clair barely let the words slip from her lips as she repositioned herself. She sat up and then leaned over Jocelyn. She looked into her blue eyes for a minute before she finally closed her eyes and chastely touched her lips on Jocelyn’s.

 

     She pulled back from Jocelyn to look for any sign of rejection, but there was none. Jocelyn had closed her eyes tight in anticipation of another kiss. Clair leaned over again and kissed her firmer and longer this time.

 

     They kissed softly for a few minutes. Then Jocelyn sat up and got on the bed properly and signaled for Clair to follow. Clair got to the top of the bed and laid slowly on her back with her head on the pillow. Jocelyn leaned over and kissed Clair tenderly.

 

     It was innocent kisses at first, but then Clair slightly parted her lips as if wishing for Jocelyn to put something between them. Jocelyn slowly parted her lips and let her tongue slip into Clair’s mouth. At first the tongues did an awkward dance, but then greeted each other as friends that had not seen each other for years.

 

     After several minutes Jocelyn’s cell went off. Both girls jumped making their heartbeats go faster than their already increased speed.

 

     It was one of her friends sending her a stupid text.

 

     “I think I should go. It is getting late.” Jocelyn glued her eyes to the floor.

 

     “Please don’t. You can stay the night here.” Clair was looking at Jocelyn both intently and pleadingly.

 

     Jocelyn sighed. “Okay.’ She smiled awkwardly at Clair.

 

     The girls did not resume what was interrupted, nor did they talk about it. Instead they curled up with one another and fell asleep.

     The next morning Jocelyn was the first to awake. She sat up and studied Clair’s sleeping profile. She smiled softly to herself at the wicked thoughts that were now plaguing her mind. Must resist doing bad things.  

     She waited a little longer for Clair to get up. Clearly it wasn’t going to be anytime soon. Jocelyn got up and left Clair a note as to why she was leaving. She had Saturday school she had to attend. Although she had excellent grades, she still got into trouble a lot. Saturday school is her usual punishment. She grabbed up all her stuff, gave Clair a peck on the cheek, and went on her way.

  

     That following Monday, Clair and Jocelyn meet up at their usual spot. Neither of them talked about what happened. They just talked about their normal meaningless things.

 

     “So, are you going to come to my house again this Friday?” Clair asked with red streaks dashing across her face.

 

     “Actually, I was thinking that maybe you could come to my house.”

 

     “Oh, are you ok with me coming to your house?” Clair gave a questioning look.

 

     “Yeah. It is really small, but my mom is going to her parents for the weekend, so it will just be you and me there.” Jocelyn was well aware of the fact that her cheeks were starting to mirror Clair’s.

 

     “Ok, I’ll come.” Clair looked to the ground with a blush.

 

     “Great.” The school bell now rang. “Well, we better get to class.”

 

     “K.”

 

That following Friday at Jocelyn’s house:

 

     “Well here it is.” Jocelyn said while opening the door.

 

     “Oh, wow. It is small.” Jocelyn gave Clair an evil look at this comment.

 

     “Oh, sorry. I am just so used to my house.”  She grimaced while shrugging her shoulders.

 

     “Well don’t just stand there, come in.” Jocelyn gave her a gentle push toward the door.

 

     “Oh, sorry.” Clair hurried inside while fighting a blush once more.

 

     “You say that a lot.”

 

     “Oh, sor…oops. I’ll stop.” She hung her head and giggled.

 

     “Don’t be so nervous. I’m not going to bite.” Jocelyn turned around with an evil grin. “Well, unless you want me to.”

 

     “Uh…” Clair blushed wildly.

 

     Jocelyn snickered and plopped down on her bed. Clair sat down beside her.

 

     “So what do you want to do?” Clair asked shyly.

 

     “Well, I was thinking the usual popcorn and a movie.”

 

     “Really, what movie?” Clair raised an eyebrow questioningly.

 

     “I was kidding.” Jocelyn grabbed Clair by the back of her neck and brought her in for a steamy kiss.

 

     “Wow, that was…wow.” Clair couldn’t utter out anything else. Her eyes were in a daze.

 

     “Well, I know what I want to do. Strip.” Jocelyn looked at Clair playfully as she said this.

 

     “What?” Clair’s mouth was agape at this comment.

 

     “I want you to take your clothes off.” Jocelyn did a happy shrug.

 

     “You mean like all of them?” Clair gave her a confused look.

 

     “That is usually what strip means.” Jocelyn smirked.

 

     “Uh, well ok. Turn around while I am doing it.” Clair blushed as she started to take off her shirt.

 

     “Fine.”  Jocelyn flipped around and pretended to cover her eyes. Clair slowly stripped off her clothes. Jocelyn peeked back at her.

 

     “Hey! Turn around. No peeking.”  Jocelyn snapped her head back forward.

 

     Clair took off the remainder of her clothes and crawled under Jocelyn’s covers.

 

     “Ok, I’m naked. Happy?” Jocelyn turned back around to look at Clair.

 

     “No, why are you covered up?”  Jocelyn gave her a pouting look.

 

     “This is embarrassing.” Clair sighed and looked down at her covered bare body.

 

     “No it’s not.” Jocelyn yanked the cover off of Clair.

 

     “Hey, no fair.” She curled up in a ball to try and cover her exposed privates. She sat up and tucked her knees under her arms.

 

     “Wow, your body is beautiful.” Jocelyn let her eyes linger on Clair’s body.

 

     “No…uh…”  Clair blushed even deeper than before.

 

     Jocelyn crawled onto the bed and wrapped her arms around Clair’s bare body. She started to kiss her while slowly caressing her back. She slowly and gently forced Clair onto her back. She dipped her head down to softly kiss Clair’s neck. She then got on her knees to take a good look at Clair. Then she stood up off the bed. Clair opened her eyes to see where Jocelyn had gone to.

 

     “Why are you standing?” Clair gave her a hard, questioning look.

 

     “I wanted to get a better view of you. You are really wet.” Jocelyn smirked and winked at Clair.

 

     “Don’t say stuff like that; it is embarrassing.” Clair covered her embarrassed face.

 

     “Well, since you clearly want that wonderful sensation, masturbate.” She pointed her finger at Clair’s private area.

 

     “What? No!” Clair looked even more horrified than before.

 

     “Just do it. I want to watch you pleasure yourself. I’ll help you after that, I promise.” She said that with a coo in her voice.

 

     “O…Ok.” Clair slowly spread her legs to where Jocelyn could see everything.  Then she tightly shut her eyes and laid her head back. She reached down her hand and slowly started to rub the outside of her lips. Then she slowly parted them and started to rub that eagerly awaiting pink pearl.

 

      Jocelyn watched in awe for a few minutes. The small pants coming from her smaller friend were like music to her ears. She then remembered what she had to do. She pulled out her cell phone to take the pics.  Can I really do this…..? 

Flashback:

     “So what is the plan?”

 

     “I want you to get back as close to that little brat as you can. When you do, I want you to find a way to ruin her reputation. I want to go out with a bang in this school and what better way to do it than ruin a girl’s perfect life before she has ever left ninth grade. So are you in?” She smirked at her own brilliantness.

 

     “Sure why not?” Jocelyn agreed right away, but hesitance was shaking her voice.

 

By the Dumpster

     “I think it is time we set our plan into motion.”

 

     “How are we going to do that?” Jocelyn got a troubled look on her face.

 

     “It is clear that little bitch has developed some sort of feeling for you. I want you to play along with this little crush. I want you to get her into an embarrassing sexual position and then take pics with your cell. After that, send the pics to everyone in your phonebook and let them spread. Let’s see how quick snow white loses that perfect rep of hers.” She grinned even bigger at her own evilness.

 

     “I don’t know about this.” Jocelyn’s voice was now wavering considerable.

 

     “Your not going to back out now, are you? Don’t you want to prove that you have what it takes to run the pack, or are you going to be one of them little pussies that fell back in the crowd because when the going got tough, they decided to pull out?” She gave Jocelyn a pissed look.

 

     “No, I don’t want that. I’ll do it.” She looked down. She could fell the sadness rushing over her body.

 

     “Good girl. Now get to it.”

 

     

     I can’t, I can’t do this to her. Jocelyn threw her cell onto the nearby chair.

 

     “Clair, you need to leave.” She said as her voiced slowly receded to little more than a whisper.

 

     Clair stopped what she was doing and sat up to look at Jocelyn.

 

     “Are you serious?” She had a pained look on her face.

 

     “Yes, I am. I will explain everything to you later. Just get dressed and go.” Jocelyn ran into the bathroom and locked the door,

 

     Clair slowly got up tears in her eyes. What did I do wrong? She got dressed as fast as possible and ran out the door.

 

     Jocelyn heard Clair’s sobs as she left the house. This is for the best. I’m sure she’ll understand it was. God, this hurts so much.

 

Chapter 4

Title: A Destructive Video

[Author's notes:

Thanks to angelface for all her help with this chapter and others. Please review and thanks for reading.

]

Jocelyn cringed when she heard the door slam. God, why didn’t I stop her?

Why did this happen? Why did I have to leave? Jocelyn ran as fast as she could from Jocelyn’s home, but little did she know she was being watch by a figure in a car close by.

"I knew she would chicken out." The girl shook her head in disgust.

"How can you tell she chickened out? She may have finished her task and then told her to leave."

"Very unlikely. If she had done the task, she would also have the guts to finish it and would have gone all the way with that girl." She now had her arms crossed staring at the trailer.

"So what do you plan to do now?" He had an inquiring look upon his face.

"Well, I knew that lil’ puss might chicken out, so I found a way to insure the plan would go through." She smirked at her own evilness. "I talked to JC yesterday at her house about the plan. While she went to go piss, I grabbed one of her teddy bears and slit its back open. Then I planted a camera into it and sat it beside her bed. The only thing better than pics is video." She chuckled a little at the thought.

"But how does that work? The camera would not have enough battery life or recording time to be able to have recorded until it now."

"You honestly think I wouldn’t have thought about that. I didn’t cut on the camera. I unlocked one of her windows and sent one of my boys to go cut on the thing right before they arrived." She smirked again.

"Wow, you really thought this out, didn’t you?" He shook his head with a dumbstruck look. "So how are you going to get the tape?"

"Hmp, easy. I am going to go get it right now, and I am going to tell that lil’ bitch exactly how I feel." She opened her car door and got out. "Stay here." She then slammed the door and headed for the house.

Jocelyn had now come out of the bathroom and was lying on the side of her bed. Fuck, Monday is going to be difficult. How am I going to explain to her why I made her leave?

Jocelyn looked toward the door when she heard it open. Is she back?

The leader came barging into the room. "Figures your lil’ pussy ass would back out."

"Please just leave me alone."

"I would love to, but no!" She walked over to the teddy and ripped out the camera.

"What the hell is that?" Jocelyn sat up to get a closer look at the item.

"This is my insurance to my plan. I figured I might have trouble with your ass." She gave Jocelyn a disgusted look.

"You were video taping us?!" Jocelyn was now in shock.

"Hell yeah, good thing too."

"Oh my God! Give me that!" Jocelyn tried to grab the camera from the older girl’s hands. She received a good smack in return.

"Are you honestly that fucking stupid? What did you think would happen? You decide not to hurt her and then she accepts you as her girlfriend with open arms." She gave her a questioning hard look.

"What, no. That’s not…" She looked down, not quite sure what to say.

"You haven’t thought it through have you? Even if she does decide to go along with this for the time being, how long do you honestly think it will last? She doesn’t love you. She likes the thought of you. A childhood friend that she found love with is all you are, but as soon as the flare dies down, what do you think will happen? She will dump you like a sack of potatoes that’s what. All it will take is some hot, young guy coming along to sweep her off her feet. It may just even take one of her friends finding out about you. She doesn’t want her friends to know about you because she has a perfect reputation to protect that doesn’t include an embarrassing freak like you. So tell me how long do you think it will last? How long before the little bitch goes back to boy town?"

"She is not like that." She heard the flatness and uncertainty in her own voice. She glued her eyes to the floor never looking up.

"Yes she is. After she left you when you were little, did she ever look back to remember you? No, she led her perfect fucking life. She became a lil’ snob who didn’t care about you. She probably would be ashamed to even be seen with you. She is at the top of the social chain and you are at the bottom. You two don’t belong in the same world. That girl has probably never been in a fight in her life. We fight for life. Let me ask you this, when you were in middle school and got into a fight that was over your head, who was the one there for you?" She pulled Jocelyn’s face up to look at her.

"You were." She said barely above a whisper with tears in her eyes.

"Well she sure as hell wasn’t. I was the one there for you. I am the one who has always looked out for you. I know what is good for you. So be a good lil’ bitch and don’t ever try to fight me again." She gave Jocelyn a good punch in the face, forcing Jocelyn back onto the bed. Then she stormed out of the house. Jocelyn just laid her head into the pillow and cried.

 

Monday at School:

Clair walked into the school with her head still heavy with thought. She had barely slept in the last two days. I need to talk to Jocelyn as soon as possible, but can I face her? Today is going to be awkward. Maybe I won’t see her today. I need more time to think.

Clair heard someone giggle. She turned to look at them. They were staring at her laughing. She shrugged it off and continued to walk.

She saw her team captain walking up to her with a few team members. She waved at them. They did nothing in return. They just glared at her instead.

"We have been trying to call you?" The captain said with a cold voice.

"Sorry, I have had a lot on my mind. Why did you need me?"

"Well as much as I ‘hate’ to say this, you are off the team."

Clair suddenly came to her senses. "What? Why?"

"Sluts aren’t allowed on the team." She huffed.

"What are you talking about?" She asked with a pleading look.

The girl held up her phone with the video on it. Clair looked at it and gasps.

"Oh my God! What is that?"

 

"That would be a video of you doing more than I ever wanted to see you do."

The girl closed her phone and walked off with the group.

Oh my god! What did Jocelyn do? Clair’s eyes started to tear up. She ran out of the building as fast as possible. She ran past the parking lot and down the street. She ran until she couldn’t feel anything and then some. When she finally stopped, she realized it would be quicker to walk home than go back to school. She had to walk her again for the second time in the past few days. She sighed.

"Hey pretty lady, why the long face?" A man had stopped beside her in his car and his passenger had rolled down the window to ask this question.

"I’m fine. It’s nothing." She replied while quickening her pace.

"It doesn’t look that way. Do you need a little man company to cheer you up?"

"No thanks." She quickened her pace as fast as she could without it being considered a run.

"What we not good enough for you? We saw the video. You’re a pretty easy little slut, aren’t ya?" Both men started to get out of the car.

Clair broke out into a run as fast as she could, but she was still tired from her earlier run and was easily caught.

The smaller guy put tape on her mouth, while the bigger guy held her still. He then tied up her hands and forced her into the nearest alley. He pushed her up against the wall and put a knife to her face. "Try anything funny and rape will be the least of your worries." He pushed her down to the ground.

"This is gonna be fun. He sat on top of her and ripped her shirt open. "Now where should we start?"

 

 

Jocelyn walked into the school. She was wearing sunglasses to hide the fact she had a black eye. I can’t believe she punched me. I hope none of my teachers make me take them off. She sighed. I need to find Clair I hope she is ok. She saw the cheerleaders close by.

"Any of you know where Clair is?" She asked while glaring at them.

"That little slut ran out the door a few minutes ago." She said while turning around to leave.

Lovely, now I have to try and catch up with her. Hopefully she is headed for home. Jocelyn ran out the door toward the path she figured Clair would have taken. She was in better shape than Clair, so she knew she could probably catch up to her.

She ran as long as she could, and then slowed down to a brisk walk. I hope she actually went this way. Jocelyn looked at an oddly parked car on the street. I can’t drive and I can park better than that. She rolled her eyes. Then she looked in the direction of the alley where she heard a rustling noise. She went to go see what the commotion was about.

She looked down the alley to see a man sit on top of Clair and pull her shirt open. She was mortified. She ran down the alley towards the man and Clair.

"What are you doing you son of a bitch?" She pushed the man off of Clair.

Another man knocked her down. "It is none of your fuckin’ business, but now it looks like my fun can begin early." The man tried to pin Jocelyn down.

Jocelyn reached up and punched the man. She knew she could hold her own. She and the man started to fight. The man was obviously losing. He retreated down the alley, but before Jocelyn could turn around to see where the other guy went. She felt an enormous pain in her back. The man had stabbed her. He pulled out his knife and followed after his buddy.

Jocelyn put a hand on her now gaping wound. She felt dizzy as she looked at the blood covered hand. She collapsed on her knees.

She heard Clair scream as Clair’s arms wrapped around her. She completely collapsed. She heard her names several times, but each one seemed further away. She slowly faded into unconsciousness.

 

 

 

Jocelyn opened her eyes. She heard the steady sound of beeping. Ouch, oh my God! My back is killing me. Where am I? She looked around the room. She saw her mom and dad resting on the sofa. Wow, they’re actually that close without fighting. She continued looking around the room. She laid her eyes on Clair’s sleeping form. Why is she here?

Jocelyn’s memories rushed back to her. Oh, I remember now. I hope she is ok.

Jocelyn laid her head back. She decided to wait patiently for the others to wake. She figured if she tried to wake them up or even speak for that matter, it might hurt. She wiggled her toes to ensure she could feel them. Well at least I’m not paralyzed.

Jocelyn’s mom was the first to wake. She looked over to see Jocelyn staring at the ceiling. She punched her ex-husband in the shoulder. "She is awake." The man woke up and both adults ran to Jocelyn.

"Honey, are you ok?" Her mother inquired.

"I am a little sore." She replied in a struggled voice.

"Oh my God! I am so glad." Her parents moved out of the way of an intruding nurse.

The nurse roughly opened both of her eyes and shined a light into each eye.

"She seems to be alright for now. I will get the doctor to check in on her a little later." She left as quickly as she had entered.

Jocelyn looked over to Clair.

"She has been here the entire time." Her father added to Jocelyn’s stare.

"How long have I been here?" Jocelyn was now carrying a worried look.

"Well honey, you have been asleep for six days."

"Are you serious?" Jocelyn’s eyes got wider. "Wow." That was all she could say.

"Wait. She has been her the entire time? She hasn’t left at all?" Jocelyn looked shocked.

"She hasn’t even left the room. Your father has been bringing her food. She said she wanted to be here when you woke up. Poor thing hasn’t slept over a few hours these past few days."

"Oh. Well shouldn’t you wake her?" Jocelyn stared at her mom.

"Well, I suppose so." Her mom got up and walked over to Clair.

She shook her softly and said, "Sweetie, Jocelyn is awake."

Clair snapped her eyes open and stared at Jocelyn. She let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God!" That was her only response. She stayed where she was though. Jocelyn’s mom returned to her side. Jocelyn could understand why Clair was still not sure about approaching her.

 

 

Over the next few days, doctors came and went and Jocelyn’s parents came and went slowly returning to there normal lives. Her parents had continued to come together to the hospital. Jocelyn started to notice that they were being awfully friendly with each other. Nothing like your child almost dying to bring you together. She laughed at this thought.

The only thing that didn’t change over the time was Clair. She never left the room and mostly stayed curled up in her chair. She would occasionally talk to Jocelyn, but for the most part she was quite.

Clair and Jocelyn were alone in the room one day when Clair walked over to Jocelyn’s bed.

 

"Thank you." Clair said with her eyes glued to the floor.

"Why?" Jocelyn replied while studying Clair’s face.

"You saved me." Her voice wavered.

"No I didn’t. It was my fault you were in that situation in the first place." Jocelyn looked away from Clair.

"Why did you record us?" Her voice was now teary.

"I didn’t, but does that matter?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that that video tape was there because I was stupid. I agreed to a plan to ruin your life when you first came here. That wasn’t exactly how it was supposed to go, but that whole night was a set up for it."

"It was a setup?!" She looked dumbfounded. "Did I ever really mean anything to you?"

"What the fuck does it matter? You would have dumped my ass regardless of what I had done. I was nothing but a fling and a lovely idea to you." Jocelyn had also begun to tear up.

"What the hell are you talking about? You meant a hell of a lot more to me than that. Do you honestly think I would be here right now if I didn’t care about you? Have you even thought about the fact that I have been here the entire time for you?" Her voice shook with angry sobs.

"I…" Jocelyn couldn’t say anything else. Her voice was already cracking,

"You haven’t have you? You don’t even care that I have been here for you. Forget you; I am out of here." Clair ran out the door sobbing.

Jocelyn laid there and cried until sleepiness over took her body.

Her parents questioned her about why Clair left, but all she could come up with is that she had to return to school. She started to notice that her parents had started to look at each other lovingly again. Soon they informed her that she would be returning to a new home. Along with this new home would be a new school. Maybe this is for the best. There are so many bad memories associated with that school.

 

Jocelyn was soon allowed to return home. Her father’s house was enormous. It was even bigger than Clair’s. Jocelyn settled into it nicely. She liked having her own room.

Jocelyn had mellowed out extremely. She stopped wearing earrings in places that weren’t her ears. She stopped wearing crazy hairdos and stopped trying to be a badass that stuck out. She still wore all black clothing, but she had actually started to enjoy wearing them. After a week of staying at this new house, she knew she had to return to school. She was actually looking forward to going to school in a new district. Maybe she would get a fresh start. She had decided to make friends that weren’t a bad influence on her.

Clair’s life had returned to normal. The hype about the tape died down and Clair was accepted back by her team and friends. She had decided to try and forget about Jocelyn. She thought it couldn’t be that hard because she had done it before, but love doesn’t work that way. Thoughts of Jocelyn constantly plagued her mind. After a week of Jocelyn not coming back to school, she decided t inquire about her. She was devastated when she figured out she had moved towns and schools. Maybe this is for the best. I think it is probably time I move on. Clair carried on with her school life.

Jocelyn started her new school. She actually made good friends really fast. She figured out that when she wasn’t being a bitch, people actually enjoyed being around her. This is nice; maybe I can forget it all.

Jocelyn and Clair both finished out their ninth grade year without any major problems. Life was going great for both of them. Clair had started to date a member of the male basketball team and Jocelyn had joined her basketball team. She discovered it was a great way to make friends and also that she was really good at it.

Maybe I can grow to love him. He is a really nice guy. This might actually be a nice summer, who knows maybe it could end with summer love.

Basketball has turned out to be a blast. I can’t believe I have so many friends now. I can’t wait to spend summer playing basketball and hanging with my friends.

 

Both girls eagerly awaited the beginning of summer, little did they know of how eventful the summer would be.

[End notes: Sorry about the b/f arc, but it is needed to finish the story.]

Chapter 5

Title: A Heart Felt Reunion

[Author's notes: Thanks for reading and please review! Also thanks to Angelface for once again helping with this chappie.]

Jocelyn grabbed her beach bag. She couldn’t wait to go to the pool. She smiled to herself. She was planning to meet her friends down by the pool. She ran out the door and walked towards the pool. It is such a perfect day for a long walk and a good swim.

Clair grabbed her sun block and jumped into the car with her boyfriend. They were headed to the pool for a nice relaxing day. Nothing like a good swim to make a relaxing day.

Jocelyn smiled as she plopped down into a chair beside her new best friend. His name was Daniel, and he was very much gay. He wasn’t one of those guys who just screamed gay. He is one of those hot guys who make you think, "Oh my God! He’s gay!"

What made her enjoy it even more was the face of the girls that ask him out when he informed them he was gay. She would laugh every time.

Jocelyn sat up to grab her water bottle when she spotted a familiar face playing in the water with who appeared to be her boyfriend. "Oh my God!"

 

"What’s your problem?" Daniel inquired.

"You see that girl right there?" Jocelyn pointed with a finger.

"Yeah. What about her? You got the hots for her or something?"

"No. Well, yes, but that is not the point. That is Clair." She had a worried expression now.

"Clair. Like video tape Clair?" He sat up to take a closer look.

"Yep, that’s the one." She looked at him.

"So do you want to leave? ‘Cause if you two run into each other it is going to be awkward." He cocked an eyebrow at her.

She sighed. "Yeah, I think that is probably best." They both got up to leave.

The two friends gathered their things and headed for the exit while trying not to be seen. Suddenly something hit the back of her head.

She heard a guy yell, "Oh, sorry about that. Hey could you throw it back?"

Jocelyn leaned over and grabbed the pool toy. She turned around to look at who was yelling at her.

To her surprise it was the boy playing with Clair. He was poking her making her giggle. He stopped and put his hands up to receive the toy. Clair turned around to see who held the toy. She stopped smiling, and her eyes grew wide.

"Jocelyn?" She murmured it barely loud enough for Jocelyn to hear.

"Uh, yeah." Jocelyn blushed. "Here is your toy back." She threw the boy the toy.

"Thanks." He screamed back.

 

Jocelyn and Clair continued to look at each other for a moment to long. Jocelyn broke the gaze. She turned around and headed for the exit.

 

"Wait!" Clair yelled as she pulled herself out of the water. She ran up to Jocelyn. "Can we talk?"

"Uh, sure." Jocelyn stammered.

"Uh, alone and in private?" She blushed.

"Ok. Let’s um go to my house. It is only about two miles from here." Jocelyn blushed deep feeling her body getting hotter than the already hot temperatures.

"It is hot out here. I can drive you two?" Daniel interjected.

"Yeah, that would be great." Jocelyn looked at him with a thank you.

Clair screamed to her group that she would be leaving for a little while and then they were off.

The car was as silent as the grave on the drive there.

What does she want to talk about?

I need to apologize. I need her to understand.

"Well we’re here." Daniel broke through the silence.

Clair hurried out of the car. "Wow, your house is big."

"Now where have I heard that before?" Jocelyn said in a sarcastic voice. "Clair go ahead to the door. I need to thank Daniel."

"Oh, okay." She jogged up to the door and turned to look at them.

"Anyways, thank you for driving us."

"No problem. Just be careful." He said in a happy tone.

"What are you talking about?" Jocelyn looked suspiciously at him.

"Let me put it to you this way, if you were a guy, I would tell you to use a condom." He giggled.

"You are so not even funny." She looked evilly at him. "It is so not even like that."

"Whatever, just call me after you two get done having hot smex." He grinned.

"I am going to kill you." She leaned over and pretended to choke him. She smiled and then jumped out of the car.

He smiled and winked at her. "Have fun!" He quickly sped away before she could comment on what he had said.

She rolled her eyes and walked to the door. She got out her key and unlocked it.

Clair and she walked into the house as a cool blast hit them.

"You two seem very close. Is he your boyfriend?" She looked at Jocelyn.

She laughed out loud at that question. "He is very gay. Like Peter Pan in tights gay."

"Are you serious? He doesn’t look it." She made a shocked look.

 

Jocelyn shrugged her shoulders. "Do you want anything to drink?"

"Water is fine."

"Ok." Jocelyn disappeared for a few minutes while Clair just stood there.

Jocelyn came back with a bottled Pepsi, bottled water, and a bag of chips. "Let’s go up to my room to talk."

Clair followed her obediently. It feels like nothing has changed, but she seems so different.

I wonder what Clair is thinking. What does she want to talk about?

They arrived at her room. Jocelyn grabs a long shirt out her drawer and puts it on. She grabs another and throws it to Clair. Clair mirrors what Jocelyn had just done.

Jocelyn plopped on the bed in front of Clair. "Talk." That was all she said.

"I wanted to tell you that I am sorry about what happened. That leader girl of yours had a lackey that came and talked to me after the incident. He told me everything. It seemed he felt bad about everything that had happened. He told me about all the things that girl had said and done to you." Clair had walked up to Jocelyn and now had her palm cupped against Jocelyn’s cheek. Jocelyn shivered at the touch.

"But I am no better than she is. I put you into the situation that made everything go wrong. I am just so…sorry!" She sighed and looked down.

Clair sat down in front of Jocelyn to make her look at her. "You are not like she is. You decided to stop. You never did anything to hurt me. You were more or less tricked. Plus, when it really counted, you saved my life. I will never be able to thank you enough for that." Clair laid her head into Jocelyn’s lap. "I just wished I could have told you sooner." She closed her eyes.

Jocelyn petted Clair’s head lightly. An internal conflict was going on in her head. If I kiss her things could go back to something like they were, but she has a boyfriend. But that kiss could lead to a lot more and my body would get the touch it has been eagerly waiting for, but what if she doesn’t want it? What do I do?

She looked down at Clair and sighed. While trying to figure out what to do her petting had put Clair to sleep.

Jocelyn lightly picked up Clair’s head and moved out from under it. She then scooped her up softly and placed her on the bed. Jocelyn grabbed a book and sat down at the foot of the bed and started to read it.

 

When Clair woke up, several hours later, Jocelyn was nowhere in sight. She got up and yawned. She walked out of Jocelyn’s room and headed downstairs to see if she could find Jocelyn.

When Clair got downstairs, she realized that Jocelyn wasn’t in the living room, but she heard talking in the kitchen. She peeked into the door to see Jocelyn was in there joking around with her now remarried parents. She is so much happier now.

Jocelyn spotted Clair and waved for her to come in.

"Hey sleepy head. You remember my parents, right?" She smiled.

"Yeah. Hi again." She was somewhat nervous.

"Well, long time no see. We’re happy that you have taken time to visit our home."

"Oh, uh, thanks." She blushed.

"Well, as much as we would like to catch up, we have got to be going." They smiled as they headed out the door. Each one gave Jocelyn a kiss and then were gone out the back door.

"Where are they going?" Clair looked at Jocelyn questioningly.

"They are going on an over night business trip."

"Oh. I think I need to call my parents. They are probably freaking right now."

Jocelyn smiled at her. "My parents have already covered it. They got your parents number out of your phone and called them. My mom told your dad that you are spending the night here."

"Oh. Well I kinda wish I had clothes." She looked down at herself and realized she was still in a bathing suit.

Jocelyn got up and walked over to Clair. "You can wear some of my pajamas. They will be kinda long though. Are you hungry?"

"A little." Her stomach growled at the thought of food. "Okay, maybe I haven’t eaten all day."

Jocelyn laughed at her and made Clair two sandwiches and a salad.

Clair quickly ate, and then the girls headed up to Jocelyn’s room.

Jocelyn grabbed her shirt back from Clair as Clair took pajamas and underwear from Jocelyn.

She went into the bathroom and quickly changed. When she returned, she stuffed her bikini into her bag. Her phone rang, which made her jump. She looked at it and clicked silence before throwing it back into her bag.

"Who was that?" Jocelyn turned around to look at Clair.

"Oh, it is just Michael."

"Michael? Isn’t he your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Just a lucky guess by the way you were playing with him at the pool."

"Oh." That is all Clair could reply. She plopped down on Jocelyn’s bed with a worried expression. "What are you doing?"

"I am writing a note to myself to not forget to call Daniel later to tell him to return my shirt that I dropped in his car on the way here." She stopped what she was doing and walked over and sat beside Clair. "So, do you love him?’

"Um, he is a really nice guy." Clair looked down.

Jocelyn studied Clair and continued, "But that doesn’t answer my question. Do you love him?"

She looked at Jocelyn with a need to tell the truth. "I don’t."

"Good." Jocelyn got up and moved close to her television. "Do you want to watch something?"

"Any love stories?" She asked with an awkward grin.

"Uh, how about the Wedding Crashers? It is romcom." She looked back at Clair for approval.

"What is romcom?"

"Oh, sorry. It means a romantic comedy."

"Oh, well I have seen the movie but I like it, so let’s watch it."

Jocelyn turned on the movie and off the lights. She and Jocelyn laid against her backboard while they watched the movie.

Jocelyn looked over at Clair. She seemed to really be into the movie. Jocelyn smiled softly. She could feel her face get warm. Suddenly, Clair leaned her head a little forward and tucked her hair behind her ears. Jocelyn could not help but to wonder what she was doing.

Clair Slowly laid her head onto Jocelyn’s lap. Jocelyn blushed harder. She could feel that place between her legs starting to heat up. She turned her attention back to the movie, hoping to drive away this feeling.

Soon the movie was over. Clair pushed off of Jocelyn’s lap to allow Jocelyn to cut off the movie.

"Well it is getting late. We should probably go to bed now." Jocelyn said while trying to avoid Clair’s gaze.

"Well I just woke up like three hours ago, so I am not really tired yet."

Jocelyn stood up and faced Clair. "Well what do you want to do?"

"I don’t know." Clair laid down on her side and gave Jocelyn a puzzled look.

Wow, she looks so cute. Jocelyn crawled up onto the bed and leaned over Clair.

"What?" Clair looked confusingly into Jocelyn’s lustful gaze.

Jocelyn leaned over and kissed Clair. She only gave her four or five small pecks and then she sat up and leaned against the backboard beside Clair.

Clair sat up and looked at Jocelyn. "What was that about?"

Jocelyn shrugged her shoulders. "It’s because I wanted to."

Clair blushed intensely. Should I kiss her back? She laid her head softly onto Jocelyn's lap and sighed.

"Is something wrong?"Jocelyn tenderly petted her head.

Clair sat up and gave Jocelyn a serious look. "You can't...We can't... do stuff like this. I have a boyfriend and none of this is fair to him."

Jocelyn looked nonchalantly at Clair. "Jeez, you act like we're going to have sex. It was just a few little pecks on the lips."

"It is still cheating."

"No it's not. You are over reacting. You need to just chill. Plus you don't even love him. If it bothers you so fucking much, maybe we shoudn't sleep in the same room." Jocelyn got up and headed out the door. "I'll just go sleep down stairs. Do whatever the fuck you want to entertain yourself before you go to sleep." She slammed the door shut.

Clair stared at the door confusingly. Ugh, what was I thinking coming here? Why did I think things could be normal again? I just want to be her friend again. No, I don't know what I want.

What did she hope to accomplish by coming here? Did she think everything would be normal? Did she seriously think that there would be no tension between us? Jocelyn sighed as she plopped down on the couch and laid her head onto one of the pillows.

A few moments later Jocelyn felt a presence behind the couch. "What do you want?"

"I'm sorry. Please come back up stairs."

"Why? You'll probably do something you might regret if I am up there."

"It's not like that. I just don't want to do wrong to anybody and I don't want to hurt anyone."

Jocelyn sat up and looked at Clair's hurt filled eyes. "No matter what you choose to do, someone is going to get hurt, but if you really do not wish to hurt that boy, then stay with him and go up stairs and pretend none of this ever happened. Go to sleep and in the morning walk away from this house and don't look back. It has been over half a year since we saw each other and both our lives seem to be going by with no problems. If we never see each other again our lives will be no different. So go upstairs and just forget it all. It will be less painful for both of us this way." Jocelyn laid back on the couch and turned away from Clair.

Jocelyn heard small sobs escaping from the girl behind her. She sighed and sat up to look at her. Clair has knelt down and buried her face in her hands pushing back sobs. Jocelyn got up off the couch and made her way over to Clair. "What do you want? Who do you want?"

"I don't...know...sniff...what I want, but...who I want...sniff...is you." Clair sobs started to come at a steadier pace.

Jocelyn scooped Clair into her arms and started to carry her upstairs. Clair buried her red face into Jocelyn's shoulder.

When they reached the room, neither one dared to say a word. Jocelyn softly laid Clair on the bed. Clair curled up into a ball while small sobs still leaked from her lips.

Jocleyn laid on the other side of the bed and turned around and gently spooned Clair from behind. Jocelyn reached her head over to Clair's ear and softly spoke, "Everything is going to be okay, just go to sleep." Clair flipped around and snuggled into Jocelyn's chest. Soon slumber found it's way into both girls.

 

Jocelyn openned her eyes drowsily as she heard a faint ringing sound. She look over to her nightstand and saw her phone lighting up. She slipped her hand from Clair's back and reached over as gently as she could to keep from arousing Clair.

"Hello?"

"So how'd it go?" Daniel said in a chipper morning voice.

"What are you talking about?" Jocelyn returned in a whisped annoyed voice.

"Uh, hello? The fact that I left you on your doorstep with a smokin' hot blond. So what did you two do?"

"We talked and then she left. Happy?" Jocelyn was getting increasingly annoyed.

"Yeah, sure whatever you say. So how does it fell to have her asleep with you?"

"What are you talking about? I told you she left."

"Riiiiggghht, so why are you whispering?"

"I...uh...damn!"

"That is what I though. So what really happened?"

"Well we did talk and I kissed her, but she flipped out, but then she told me I am who she wants, but it is also painfully obvious that she has some serious internal conflicts going on."

"Well that is to be expected. I mean I went through hell and high water with my feelings when I first figured out I was gay and it became even worse when I figured out my first boyfriend was cheating on me, but I got over it."

"I don't think this is quite the same senario."

"No, but it is close. Well it is actually more like all the things I went through with Tom. Tom and I were also childhood friends. He was the first person I ever told I was gay and he helped me with all my boy troubles. It just makes my heart heat up at the thought that I can finally call him my own. I love the sweet taste of his kiss..."

"Uh, Daniel? Do I need to give you a moment alone?"

"What? Uh, no. Sorry, I got sidetracked there for a moment."

"So, I can tell. So am I right in the assumption that you probably have Tom asleep in your bed right now?"

"That obvious huh?"

"As obvious as the fact that I was whispering."

"I am so glad Tom was able to spend the night with me, but I am even more glad for you."

"What? Why?"

"Because that girl was the only thing you talked about when you first moved to our school. It was pretty obvious that you were head over heels for her. So I am really glad that she has returned back to you."

"Thanks. Well I better let you go." Jocelyn was now staring down at a very much awake Clair staring back at her.

"Ok, well I will talk to you later ttyl."

"Ttyl." Jocelyn shut the phone. "Good morning sunshine." The sun was shining slightly though the window illuminating Clair's hair giving her the appearance of a morning angel.

"Good morning. Was that Daniel?"

"Yeah, he wanted to know about how things went with you."

"Oh. Uh, we should probably get up." Clair sat up and stretched. Jocelyn marveled at the clothes that hung loosely over Clair.

"What is the rush?" Jocelyn grabbed Clair by the shoulders and forced her back into a laying position.

"I guess there is no rush." She laid on her side and looked Jocelyn in the eyes.

"You look really beautiful in the morning." Jocelyn reached over and ran her fingers though Clair's golden hair.

Jocelyn leaned over and gave Clair a small peck on the lips. She leaned back and looked at Clair. "Is this ok?"

"Yeah...I uh...think so." Clair had streaks of red doing a morning jog across her face.

Jocelyn kissed her a few more times on the lips and then moved to Clair's neck. She softly let her lips run gently over her neck. She licked the girl's neck and the softly nibbled at it. She continued on to suck on it for a bit. Suddenly she heard her door swing open and her mom hopped inside. "Good morning ladies." She said in an annoying mom tone.

Clair froze where she was and Jocelyn let a sigh slip out onto Clair's neck. She turned to look at her mom. "Good morning to you too. What's up?" She said in an annoyed voice.

Her mom took a minute to realize what she had interupted. She blushed and said, "Sorry to disturb you, but I made breakfast this morning and it is getting cold, so come on down and eat." She quickly exited the room.

Jocelyn sat up and looked down at Clair's tense body. "You okay?"

"I'm fine. I thought your mom wouldn't return until later."

"My parents are weird, they show up whenever they want to. Now come on. It is not very often that she makes breakfast, but it is delicious when she does, so let's go enjoy it." Jocleyn smiled and looked at Clair. The blond was clearly still blushing. Jocelyn looked at Clair's neck and noticed little marks were starting to form.

"Oops, you probably want to cover those up first." Jocleyn giggled.

"Huh?" Clair pulled a mirror out of her bag and looked at her neck. "You gave me a hickey?!"

"Yeah, uh sorry about that. Do you have your stuff to cover it with?"

Clair looked seriously at Jocelyn. "I don't know. I have never had a hickey before."

Jocelyn laughed. "Really?" Clair nodded. "Do you have liquid or powder concealer?"

"Liquid."

"That's good it will be easier to use the liquid. Hand it here." She showed Clair how to cover the hickey with makeup.

"There you go, well now that we're done with that, how about we go eat breakfast?"

"Okay." Clair smiled at Jocelyn, but her cheeks were still a deep maroon.

 

Clair and Jocelyn hurriedly finished breakfast. Clair thanked Jocelyn's mom for her breakfast and then they headed back upstairs.

"You can wear some of my clothes home, since you have none here."

"Thanks, so your dad is driving me home. Are you coming too?"

"Of course. I wouldn't make you drive with my dad by yourself. That would be akward." Jocelyn handed Clair some clothes.

Clair went to the bathroom and changed as quickly as possible. She came back to an already changed Jocleyn.

"Well get your stuff and let's go." Clair nodded.

Clair and Jocelyn walked down the stairs in silence, but they had there hand intertwined.

Jocleyn opened the door to the back seat of her dad's car to allow Clair to enter first. She then stepped in behind her.

The car ride was quite, but the two girl's sat close to each other with their hands clamped together. When they arrived at Clair's house, Jocelyn leaned over and gave Clair a small peck on the lips.

"See ya later."

Clair stepped out of the car and turned to reply. "Bye." She waved as Jocleyn's father pulled out of the driveway.

Clair ran up to her door. She sighed softly as she opened the door. "Mom, dad, I'm home!"

"She seems nice." Jocelyn's father said to her as they drove home.

"Yeah, I just hope things go smoothly with her."

"Don't worry sweety things will work out for the best." He smiled at his daughter. They finished their drive in silence.

Chapter 6

Title: Love Comes Through

[Author's notes:

Hope you enjoy the new chapter. Please enjoy and review. Finally a reason for the ma rating. No reviews=no new chapters.

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     Clair sat up and put her arms far above her head trying to shake the tense feeling in her body after sleeping. After she had arrived home, she had went straight to her room and crawled into her bed for a nap.  I need a shower.     

     She got up and gathered her usual shower accessories and headed for the bath. After twenty minutes of hot, steamy water running over her and doing her usual bath routine, she hopped out of the bath and started to dry off. After a few seconds her mother popped into the door.     

     “Hi, honey, so how was your night with Jocelyn?” She smiled brightly.     

     “It was fine.” She said in an annoyed voice. She hated her mother’s chipper morning tone.     

      Her mother eyed her suspiciously. “Are you sure you were at Jocelyn’s?”     

     “Yeah. Hello, her parents called you, and you have talked to them before so you know it was them. Why?” She tilted her head at her mother.     

     “Well, it could be the hickey on your neck that made me think you could have possible been lying.” She crossed her arms and glared at her daughter.      

     Clair quickly clamped her hand on her neck. Shit, I forgot. “Michael gave this to me while we were playing around at the pool yesterday, but if you don’t believe I was with Jocelyn, you could call her parents. They woke me and her up this morning, so they know I was there.”      

     Her mother sighed. “You need to be more careful next time. Those things look trashy; make sure you cover it up. Do you know how?”      

     “Yeah, Jocelyn showed me.” She grabbed her concealer and started to apply it.     

     “Well, good. Just try not to let it happen in the future. I don’t want a pregnant teenage daughter.” She turned around and walked out.     

Clair looked at the back of her head a little wide eyed and bewildered. Was she serious? I have never even been close to having sex, well, with a boy anyways.     

Clair’s phone rang, which made her jump a little. She walked to her room and grabbed it up and answered,” Hello?”     

“Hey baby, where ya been? I have been tryin’ to get in touch with you since you left the pool yesterday.” He said in a nonchalant voice.     

“Oh, sorry. I went to Jocelyn’s house and ended up falling asleep, so I just stayed the night. My phone battery went dead so I didn’t know you had called.” I can’t believe I am already lying.     

“That’s ok, so do you want to go to a movie tonight? It won’t be just us though so it isn’t a date sorry, but I will still pay for your ticket.”     

“That’s ok, but I will pay for my ticket. Is it ok if I invite Jocelyn along?”     

“Yeah, sure the more the merrier.”     

“Okay thanks. So what time?”     

“Uh, seven. I will pick you and that Jocelyn girl up at 6:15. I am curious to meet her.”     

“Uh, ok. Well I’ll talk to you later.”     

“Ok, bye.”     

Well, guess I should call Jocelyn. She blushed at the thought.      

Jocelyn had taken to reading a book the moment she got home. She read it for a few hours and then laid on her bed to engross herself in some music. A few moments later her phone rang. She grabbed it and answered, “Hello?”     

“Uh, hi.” Clair said in a small voice.     

“Oh, hi. Um, how are you doing?” Oh my, Clair sounds so cute right now. Jocelyn shivered at the thought.     

“I’m fine. Do you have any plans tonight?”     

“Uh, no. Why?”     

“Because I was wondering if you might want to go to the movies with me and Michael?”     

“Uh, wouldn’t I kinda be like a third wheel?”     

“Oh no, it’s not a date or anything, other people will be there. I really want you there.” Clair put an emphasis on the last part.      

Jocelyn smiled. “Fine, but I think it is going to be a little awkward, so if I go, I have to get something out of it.”      

“Huh?” Clair tilted her head in confusion. “Wait you don’t mean…”     

“Oh, I didn’t mean anything perverted although that would be nice.” She smiled hugely. “I meant you should come spend the night at my house again.”     

 “I don’t know if I can. My mom found those hickeys on my neck this morning. I don’t think she thought I was actually with you, but I’m sure you could spend the night at my house if I can’t at yours.”      

“Cool, anyways what time do I need to be at your house?”     

“Before 6:15, that is what time Michael is picking us up.”     

“Ok, well see you then. Bye.”     

“Ok, bye. Oh uh wait, one more thing…”     

“Uh, what?”     

“Never mind, I’ll see you at six or whatever, Bye.” She quickly hung up the phone. I wonder if I had told her I love you if she would have said it back. She sighed.     

Around five Clair decided to get ready. She just threw on her normal casual clothes. She wanted a relaxing evening. She did the works with her makeup and waited patiently for Jocelyn to arrive. Around 5:45 the doorbell rang.     

“I’ll get it.” Clair yelled as she slammed down the stairs. She ran to the door and quickly opened it. What she saw took her breath away.     

Jocelyn had dressed to be a regular prince charming. She had her hair pulled back into a neatly done bun of sorts with little designs all though it. She wore a light blue tank that greatly complimented her eyes and showed part of her midriff. She had a black jacket pulled loosely over her shoulders. She was wearing tightly fitting black jeans that showed her curves in all the right places. Her black converses had apparently been cleaned and her makeup made her face glow in a way that warmed Clair to her toes.     

Jocelyn smiled at Clair’s look. Apparently this is what she was shooting at. She knew that it would be hard for Clair to keep her hands off of her. She cleared her throat. “So are we just gonna stand here?”     

“Oh, uh, what?” Clair blushed and returned her stare to Jocelyn’s face. “Oh, sorry. You look…amazing. Come on in. Btw, I thought I told you to wear something casual?”     

“This is casual.” Jocelyn replied as she stepped into the door.     

Clair glared at her. “Sure it is. You wear makeup all the time.” She said in a sarcastic tone.     

Jocelyn leaned close to Clair and touched her cheek. “What you can’t stand the heat?” Jocelyn leaned so close that her searing breath softly touches Clair’s lips.     

Clair licks her lips and chastely touches them to Jocelyn’s.      

Jocelyn drew back and leaned into Clair's ear, "I don't think we should do this in here."     

Clair blushed and replied, "Alright, let's go up to my room. It is still a good thirty minutes before Michael will arrive."     

Jocelyn chuckled a little, "Nothing like going on a date with your girlfriend and her boyfriend."     

"It is not a date. He is bringing friends with him. Now come on." Clair started to stroll up the stairs.     

Before the door to Clair's room had even closed, Clair captured Jocelyn in a steamy kiss.     

"Whoa there tiger. What's the rush?" Jocelyn pushed Clair lightly away and rubbed their noses together.     

"God, why did you have to dress like that? It is gonna be hard to have to keep my hands on Michael the whole time."     

Jocelyn chuckled again, "You could just break up with him." Jocelyn said sarcastically.     

Clair's face turns serious, "I don't know. I really don't wanna hurt him."     

Jocelyn grabbed her gently around the waist, "You will have to eventually." She gave Clair a few light pecks.     

"I know." She kissed Jocelyn back.     

By the time the door bell rang, signaling Michael was there, Jocelyn was sitting in the floor leaned against the bed with Clair straddling her. They were deep in a kiss when they heard the bell rang; they both jumped like children who have been caught doing something bad. Clair jumped up and straightened her clothes. She helped Jocelyn get up, and they both darted downstairs to answer the door.      

"Hey baby." Michael grabbed Clair and tried to give her a long kiss. She gave him a peck and pulled away.     

"Hey, so who's gonna be with us?" She tried to look over his shoulder at the car.     

"Just a few friends from your squad and my team." He smiled at Jocelyn to acknowledge her.     

Jocelyn rolled her eyes. "Just great. This is gonna be fun. You just know how they love me."     

"Huh? You know them?" Michael gave her a confused look.     

"Yeah, I went to school with them. You do know I used to go to school with you?"     

"Really, you don't look familiar. Well, never mind, it's not important. Let's go." He turned around to lead the way.     

He walked over to the passenger side and let Clair in, and then he returned to the driver side and got in. Jocelyn got in the back with a couple who were locked in a passionate but sloppy kiss. She rolled her eyes. The car started up and they were on their way.     

The couple stopped kissing to look at the person who occupied the seat next to them. "Oh my God! Is that you JC?"     

"Uh, yeah."     

"Why is she here?” The girl asked in a disgusted tone.     

"Nice to see you too, Katie."     

Clair snapped at Katie, "Don't be rude. She's done nothing to you."     

"Fine, whatever." Katie laid back with a thud into the seat.     

"Okay, did I miss something?" Michael cocked an eyebrow.     

Katie replied, "I just have a small problem with Clair hanging with JC again."     

"JC?" He looked confused, but then realization crossed his face.

"Oh my God! You're that Jocelyn?!"     

"I'm the one and only." Jocelyn said in mock humor.     

"Why didn't you tell me?"     

"I did. I ask you if Jocelyn could come."     

"But you didn't say anything about it being that Jocelyn."     

"Oh my God! That was a long frickin' time ago, can we drop this?"     

"Fine."     

The rest of the car ride was silent until they reached the movies. They all decided to watch The Watchmen. They all went inside and Michael ensured that Jocelyn was unable to sit beside Clair. During the movie he held her really close and Jocelyn noticed he kept a close eye on her. God, what is his problem? I feel like he is going to burn a hole in me.      

Clair looked uncomfortable at Jocelyn. When Michael caught this, he grabbed her face and pulled her in for a forced kiss. Then he made sure her eyes stayed on the movie.     

The most awkward part of the movie was during the sex scene. All the teens could feel their skin tingling while watching this scene. Michael could feel his lower member getting stiff. He leaned over into Clair's ear and whispered, "Why don't you help me out here?" He took her hand and laid it on his crotch. She looked at him stunned.     

"You can't be serious?! We have never been anywhere close to doing anything like this, so why would we do something like this here?"      

"Oh come on. Teens do it all the time. You know you want to." He started to force her hand up and down over his pant. Jocelyn caught sight of this. She couldn't see Clair's face, because it was turned away from her, but this scene still made her sick. She got up and walked out of the theater.      

Clair turned to face her. Michael grabbed her face and made her look at him. While she had been looking away he had undone his pants and now his member was jutting out from the unzipped part. He grabbed her hand and put it on it. "Hey pay attention to me. I am your boyfriend after all. Now move it up and down nice and slow."      

Clair looked at him mortified. She grabbed her hand away and slapped him hard across the face, and then she darted out of the theater.      

When she got outside, she spotted Jocelyn. She ran up to her and put a hand on her shoulder.       

Jocelyn snatched it off. "Don't fucking touch me. I saw where your hands were." She turned to look at Clair. Clair's face was streaming with tears. She tried to wipe them away with her hands unsuccessfully.      

"He...made me...sob..." Jocelyn grabbed Clair and pulled her into a tight hug. She laid her lips softly on Clair's head.     

"It's okay. I've called my dad. He is coming to pick me up. I guess you’ll be comin’ home with me."       

About ten minutes later her father pulled into the parking lot to them. He jumped out. "I thought it was only you." He looked disgustedly at Clair. She then realized what Jocelyn must have told him.     

"I was wrong about it dad. Apparently he was forcing her to do it." Jocelyn helped Clair into the car as she said this.      

"Oh my God! Where is this boy? I am going to go give him a piece of my mind." He was furious.     

"Dad don't, let's just get out of here." He obliged and got into the car.      

When they arrived at Jocelyn's house, Clair ran inside first thing and scrubbed her hand until it was bloody raw. Jocelyn told her father goodbye; he had to return to work. She told him to tell her mother hi. She and Clair had the house to themselves. Jocelyn walked up to Clair and took her hand out of the sink. "Stop. Your hand is already going to hurt like hell." She kissed it gently. "Come on. Let's go to my room. We'll let my dad take care of calling your parents and telling them you’re staying with me."     

When they arrived upstairs, Jocelyn gave Clair pajamas to change into. They both quickly changed. They both were also aware of the growing silence between them.      

Jocelyn pulled Clair into a hug. "It wasn't your fault."     

"I shouldn't have lead him on. I should have broken up with him first thing."     

"That's true, but stop worrying about it. It's water under the bridge now."     

Clair pulled out of the hug and gave Jocelyn a peck on the lips. "I wished we would have chosen a movie without sex. That is what caused it to happen."     

"Well I for one am glad it did. Ya'll are finally broken up." She smiled at Clair. Clair didn't look amused. "And besides, you would be a complete and total liar if you said that scene didn't make you tingle as well."     

"I plead the fifth." Clair giggled. Jocelyn rolled her eyes.     

"I knew it. You are a sex fiend."      

"Oh, this coming from you." She hiked up an eyebrow as far as she could without laughing.     

"Oh, whatever. Well, anyway, let me see if I can't make you repeat that feeling." She pulled Clair on her toes for a steamy kiss.      

"Well this...proves...my point." She said when Jocelyn's would allow.     

She pushed Clair down on the bed and put an arm on each side of Clair's head to support herself. She put a knee on each side of Clair hips for support as well. Clair's feet were dangling off the bed still. Jocelyn captured her lips, but then slowly strayed from her lips. She let kisses fall softly on Clair's jaw line, her cheek, and then finally her ear. She blew softly into it. Then she took the softest part between her teeth. She licked it and softly nibbled at it.     

Clair moaned softly, "You are definitely bringing that feeling back."     

"Good, because I love you." She continued to kiss her ear.     

Clair pulled Jocelyn down to eye level. "You really love me?" She said in a sort of teary voice.        

"Of course I love you silly. How could I not?"     

"I love you too!" She grabbed Jocelyn and kissed her hard. Both girls knew they had both secretly given permission to the other to do whatever they wanted for that night.     

Soon, Jocelyn was leaned against the backboard of the bed with Clair straddling her. Clair was giving her a very passion filled kiss.      

Jocelyn loved the feeling it gave her to have Clair kissing her. Jocelyn leaned over and kissed Clair’s knee and then returned to Clair’s mouth. Jocelyn started to rub her right hand up and down Clair’s leg which is bundled up beside her. As she let her hand slip lower and lower and more into the inner part of Clair’s thigh, Clair began to shiver with pleasure.      

Jocelyn had already put her hand far into the other girl’s shorts when she touched the cotton cover body part. She rubbed a finger down the panty line. Clair broke their tongue and lip connection to let out a small moan. Jocelyn started to softly kiss her neck while gently stroking that area. She earned more and more noises from Clair.      

Jocelyn removed her hand from the girl’s shorts and pulled Clair’s shirt off in one quick motion. She resumed kissing Clair while she undid Clair’s bra.     

Clair returned half of the favor by removing Jocelyn’s shirt. Jocelyn started to work her way down Clair’s neck. She slowly pressed kisses over every uncovered piece of skin on her way to Clair’s breast. She put her hands onto Clair’s shoulders and pushed her onto her back.      

Jocelyn quickly covered Clair’s body with her own. She gave her a long kiss before returning to her journey. She kissed the starting points of the mounds slowly. She worked gently up to the peak of the fleshy mountain. Earning beautiful moans along the way. Her hand ascended the peak a few moments before her mouth. She wrapped her fingers around it and softly played with it.     

Soon, her mouth reached its destination. She took the erect peak into her mouth. Earning her a rather loud moan. She sucked softly on the delicate peak. Then she nipped gently on it. Clair’s back arched slightly in response to this.      

Jocelyn put her hands on the waistband of Clair’s shorts and started to pull them down, but because Jocelyn had made no attempt to leave the peak, Clair had to lend a hand and lift up her legs so that the shorts could easily be taken off.      

Jocelyn leaned up and in one swift motion pulled off Clair’s underwear. She then pulled off her own pants leaving only her own bra and underwear as a barrier between the two’s skin.     

Jocelyn leaned over and kissed Clair’s stomach. Clair's back once again arched up. Jocelyn lowered her head and kissed right below Clair’s navel teasing her tremendously. Clair put her hands on Jocelyn’s head and gently pushed her southward down her body.     

Jocelyn then kissed right below Clair’s pants line and worked slowly down. She kissed Clair’s outer lips one good time before repositioning herself and Clair to make this more comfortable.      

Clair’s legs were lying gently over Jocelyn’s shoulders. Jocelyn leaned over and kissed Clair’s outer lips again. Then she took her hand and lightly parted Clair’s flesh. Clair moaned noisily at the sensation.      

Jocelyn leaned down and touched her tongue lightly to that priceless pearl. Clair’s body quacked at the feeling of it. Jocelyn lightly but forcefully lapped at the pearl with her tongue. She let her tongue venture further down until it reached the entrance of Clair’s vaginal canal. She stuck her tongue deep into Clair and then started to lick all around that region. Her tongue went back and forth between the nub and the opening.     

Clair held one hand on Jocelyn’s head and the other clinched the covers. Clair’s body was shivering and quaking repeatedly. Jocelyn was well aware of the fact that she was almost pushed to the breaking point of an orgasm.      

She stopped lapping at her and slowly put a finger into Clair’s awaiting opening. She didn’t want to accidentally hurt her. She was well aware of the fact Clair was a virgin, even if she was not one herself.  She slowly pushed and pulled it back and forth wanting to build up every bit of energy in Clair as she could before allowing her to come.      

After insuring that her finger was nice and lubricated by Clair’s wetness, she started to thrust her finger quickly in and out of Clair. Clair’s body shook as it inched closer and closer to that ultimate pleasure.     

Jocelyn leaned down to add her tongue with the finger. She moved that tender muscle hard and fast against the tender pedal. She felt Clair’s body stiffen as she was basking in pre-orgasmic tremors.     

Jocelyn sped up what she was doing to draw out the inevitable. Clair’s body stiffened and twisted as the wave of pleasure crashed over her. Jocelyn continued what she was doing to draw out every drop of pleasure and energy awaiting in Clair’s body. Clair moaned loudly at the sensations. Jocelyn was glad her parents weren’t at home. Anyone in the house could have heard Clair yell out.     

After the waves subsided, Clair’s body went limp. She was still shivering, but she could do little more than that. Her body felt as though it had lost all energy possible.     

Jocelyn sat up and smiled at her work as she looked down at a now spent Clair.     

Clair leaned up and wrapped her arms around Jocelyn forcing her down on top of her. Clair gave Jocelyn a nice long kiss. She knew she needed to return the favor to Jocelyn for what she had just done, but she needed to recover some of her energy first. A kiss seemed like a perfect way to allow it to build again.     

Clair twisted Jocelyn onto her back. Then she slowly started to kiss Jocelyn’s neck region while fumbling to undo Jocelyn’s bra. Jocelyn arched her back to give Clair better access to the clasp of her bra. Soon Clair managed to clumsily pull it off Jocelyn’s arms. Jocelyn giggled at the amateur’s effort.      

Clair did not take it as slow as Jocelyn. She quickly ascended to the top of the mounds. Her right hand gently tweaked Jocelyn’s left nipple, while she forcefully sucked on the other. Jocelyn was considerable more quite than Clair. She bit her lip to ensure she didn’t let out any embarrassing noises.     

Clair’s right hand rubbed its way down to Jocelyn’s only covered area. She gently rubbed the place between Jocelyn’s legs. She could feel the wetness soaking through. Jocelyn’s body was starting to shake, mirroring her own body earlier on.     

Clair reached around to Jocelyn’s backside to slowly take off her underwear. Jocelyn lifted her lower body and legs to give Clair better access to pull off the underwear. When they were off, no boundary remained between the two’s hot flesh.     

While still sucking and nipping at Jocelyn’s nub, Clair started to gently stroke Jocelyn’s awaiting pearl. Jocelyn arched her back as sensations rushed up her spine one after the other. Then Clair did a bold move. She pushed both her ring and middle finger up into Jocelyn without any foreplay or warning. She earned her first real moan from Jocelyn.     

“Oh my God! Ah! Don’t stop...that...fe...fells...so...goo…fantastic!” Clair quickened her steady pace into and out of Jocelyn. She pressed her thumb against Jocelyn’s pedal. Jocelyn moaned and shook becoming ever closer to her climax.     

After a few minutes of quick thrusting, Jocelyn’s body stiffened. Pleasure wiped her mind blank. She couldn’t think or move. She was completely powerless to the pleasure that was draining the energy out of her. Clair continued to thrust. She felt every wave of Jocelyn’s orgasm through her fingers. Jocelyn let out a muffled but noisy moan and then went limp.     

Clair pulled her lips from Jocelyn’s breast. She leaned up and kissed Jocelyn quickly and then laid peacefully on her arm.       Both girls laid quietly in the room for what seemed like eternity. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable at all. If anything, it was too comfortably.     

 Jocelyn was the first to break the quite, “Um, how do you feel?”     

“I feel…amazing!” Clair’s eyes sparkled in the moonlight now illuminating Jocelyn’s room through her window. “But I do have some concerns now.” She sighed.     

Jocelyn looked lovingly at Clair and question, “What could possibly have you worried right now?”     

“Well,” again she sighed, “I can’t help but wonder what my parents are going to think. They aren’t exactly pro-gay. Didn't you worry about that?"     

Jocelyn giggled. “Actually I knew my parents would be okay with it, but,” Jocelyn got a serious look on her face, “Things over the next few weeks probably aren’t going to be easy for you if you come out now. My friends are very accepting; something tells me that yours won’t be. So I think for the time being you need to keep us a secret."     

"But what do I say to them? 'I'm gay' doesn't exactly seem like it will do."     

“Well you could probably add a few more things, but let’s talk about this later. This is the first time we have been together like this; the first time we ever really did anything together other than just kiss, so let’s enjoy our love for the night. We’ll worry about all the hard stuff tomorrow.”     

"Alright, I love you." She closed her eyes and snuggled close into Jocelyn’s arms.      

"I love you too." Jocelyn flipped on her side and cuddled Clair into both arms. Both girls fell asleep to the gentle breaths escaping from their lips.

[End notes: Well hope ya enjoyed!]

Chapter 7

Title: A Mother's Confrontation

[Author's notes: This chapter is kinda boring, but it is setting up for something else. Please review! Also, please excuse any mistakes, I have no beta reader. If interested in doing it, please message me.]

Clair rustled around in the bed. She was coming close to waking. Jocelyn, who was at the foot of the bed in a chair, grinned at the smaller girl. Adorable.  

Jocelyn closed her book and walked over to the bed. She sat on the side of it and watched the placidly sleeping girl. She leaned over and kissed Clair on the forehead. Clair stirred in her sleep. She stretched out and opened her mouth to let a little squeak escape. I am going to tease the hell out of her later about that, but it’s definitely adorable.  

“Are you gonna join us some time this century, love?” She smiled brightly at the half-awake girl. 

“I don’t wanna wake up yet.” Clair half lifted her eyelids. “Hey, you’re dressed.” 

“Yes, that is usually what I do when I get up in the morning, or in this case, the afternoon.” Clair giggled a little at her. Jocelyn rolled her eyes. 

Clair heard a vibrating noise and looked to where it was coming from. Her phone on the nightstand was lit up. “That thing has literally been going off like every 30 minutes since I have been awake.” 

Clair grabbed the phone and looked at the caller id. The phone read mom. “Oh my gosh, why didn’t you wake me and tell me? My mother is probably so pissed.” 

“A. It is your phone and I don’t touch other people’s phones. B. Your dad knows you’re here because my dad called him, so what could be the problem?” 

“I don’t know. I guess I will call her and see.” Clair hit dial on her phone and put the phone to her ear. 

“Clair what the hell happened last night?” “Well hello to you to mom. What are you talking about?” 

“Michael called and said that you both were having a good time at the movies, but then you went all whack and left with a lesbian. I ask who he was talking about, and he said Jocelyn. He told me that I should get you away from her before she becomes a bad influence on you, and also before she can screw up your relationship with him. He told me to control my daughter and then hung up. Honey, what happened last night? Is Jocelyn a lesbian? And what does he mean bad influence? She isn’t trying to get you to do bad things is she? And did…” 

“Mom, chill out a sec. That is way too many questions at once.” 

“Well, I want you to come home immediately so that we can talk about this. Bye.” Her mother hung up as quickly as she has answered. 

“What is going on?” Jocelyn asked with a worried expression. 

“Michael called my mother and told her a lot of things. My mother wants me home now, so that she can figure it all out.” Clair sighed. 

“Okay, I will get my dad to drive you.”  

At that moment Jocelyn’s mother popped into the room. “Do you two want lunch?” 

“No, mom, Clair has to get home like now.”  

“Oh, well she might want to consider dressing first.” Her mother turned and exited the room. 

Clair turned bright red. “I forgot I wasn’t dressed.” 

Jocelyn laughed at her. “I’ll go get my dad while you get dressed.” Jocelyn went out the door. 

Clair got up and put on her clothes. She did her best to straighten them, but anyone could tell they had been bunch up. She sighed. 

Jocelyn returned a few minutes later. She giggled a little at the sight of the wrinkled clothes.  “You could have borrowed some of my clothes.” 

“No, hopefully the wrinkles will fall out. Plus your clothes are too big, and I don’t think wearing your clothes will help the issue.” Clair looked sadly at Jocelyn. 

“I’m sure everything will be fine.” Jocelyn pulled Clair into her arms for a loving hug. 

“I hope so. I might not get to see you for a while if things go bad.”  

“I know, but you won’t know until it happens. Come on, my dad is waiting outside.” Jocelyn grabbed Clair’s hand and led her downstairs and to the car. She opened the door to let Clair into the car. Then Jocelyn crawled in after her. 

“It’s nice to see you again.” Jocelyn’s dad commented. 

“Dad, you saw her last night.” 

“I know, it’s just good to see her a little happier. So why are you still lookin’ a little down? From what I gathered from my wife, you should be plenty happy.” 

Clair brushed profusely. “Uh, my mom is a little upset right now.” 

“Oh, why?”  

“Michael told her things. That is why I have to go home.” 

“Well that’s unfortunate.” Jocelyn’s dad flipped on the radio at the impending silence. 

Clair snuggled into Jocelyn’s arms and rested on her shoulder.  

Soon they were in front of Clair’s house. Jocelyn leaned over and kissed Clair softly. 

“Well wish me luck.” Clair hopped out of the car. 

“Good luck. I love you.” 

Clair smiled. “I love you too.” 

“Bye Clair.” Jocelyn’s dad smiled and said. 

“Bye.” Clair replied.

Then she headed up to her house and went in the. 

“Do you think she’ll be alright dad?” 

“She’ll be fine sweetie.” Jocelyn sighed while her father drove off.  

Clair slowly made her way into her house. She figured her mother would be in the kitchen. 

“Oh, there you are honey. Look I’m sorry I yelled on the phone.” Clair’s mother said upon the encounter. 

“It’s okay mom, so what is it you want to know?” Clair sat down in one of the table chairs. Her mother sat down across from her. 

“Honey, how about you start from the beginning? What exactly happened the day that Jocelyn was stabbed? You never clearly told us why neither of you were at school.” Clair’s mother looked at her expectantly. 

Clair let out a breath of air. Then she told her mother everything from the video to the movies.  

Her mother just stared at her. She never said a word through the entire thing.  

“Well?” Clair questioned. “Well that sure explains the way you have been acting amongst other things.” 

“What do you mean?”Clair titled her head sideways with a questioning expression. 

“Well, the fact that I am your mother means that I notice things. Like the fact that when Jocelyn started to come around again, you seemed to light up more every time she was around. Like how when she was stabbed, I never saw you because you were always at the hospital. Also I noticed when you came home from the hospital looking crushed. Then I figured out Jocelyn moved schools, and it was slightly obvious you were depressed. I noticed that you never warmed up to your boyfriend like you did Jocelyn. And last, but not least, these past couple of days, you have been hopping around in happiness. I couldn’t figure it out, but then I figured it must be because of Jocelyn, so when Michael told me the things that he told me I started to worry. Well, it seems my intuition was correct.” 

“I’m sorry mom. I don’t want to disappoint you.” 

“Sweetie, you haven’t disappointed me. It just seems to me that you have been through a lot more than people should when they first start high school.” Clair’s mother titled her head, “Was the hickey from Jocelyn?” 

“Oh, uh, yeah.” Clair blushed. 

“I thought that might be the case. Sweetie, I am going to tell you now that I don’t exactly approve of your relationship with Jocelyn, but I’m not against it either. But, if you continue this relationship, you have to promise me one thing?” 

“Oh, and what would that be?” 

“I want you to tell your father, because it’s not my place or responsibility.” 

“Uh, I don’t think dad will be quite as accepting. When do I have to tell him?” 

“Do it when you’re ready. But please do it soon; I hate keeping secrets from your father.”

Clair giggled at her mother. “Thanks mom.”

Her mother gave her a hug. “By the way, you never told me what happened last night after the movies.”

 Clair blushed and mockingly looked at her watch. “Gee, look at the time. I have got some things I have to do.” Clair sat up and started to head out. 

“Hold it right there young lady.” Clair froze. She turned to her mother. She wasn’t quite hiding the smile creeping up her face. “Young lady, do we need to have a talk about the birds and the bees?” 

Clair while trying to stifle a laugh replied, “No mom, I found out about them well enough on my own.” 

“Oh, jeez.” Her mother dropped her head into her palm. 

Clair walked out of the room laughing. Then she popped back in, “Can you give me a ride to Jocelyn's?” 

“Didn’t you just get back from her house?” 

“Yes, but she is probably worried right now because of our earlier conversation.” 

“Why not just call her?” 

“Please.” She whined. 

“Fine, but don’t think I am doing this every day.”   

“Thank you mother.” She said happily as she headed toward her mother’s car.  

Soon they were in front of Jocelyn’s house. 

“Do you need to be picked up?” 

“No, I will get Jocelyn’s dad to drive me.” 

“He has already driven you to our house once today.” 

“I’m sure he won’t mind to drive me again tomorrow.” Clair said as she hopped out of the car. 

“Wait a minute; I didn’t say you could stay the night.”  

Clair walked away pretending not to listen. “Bye, love you mom.” 

Her mother sighed. “My daughter is insatiable.” She laughed as she drove off. 

Clair did a happy beat on Jocelyn’s door. 

Jocelyn opened the door and smiled. “Ya know, you could use the doorbell.” 

“I could, but I can also do this.” She grabbed Jocelyn and pulled her into a kiss. 

Jocelyn pulled away. “So I take it things went well.” 

“They went as well as they probably could have. Thank God.” She sighed. She smiled at sweetly at Jocelyn. 

“So, I assume you want to come in.” 

“Duh.” Clair rolled her eyes. Jocelyn smiled as she allowed Clair to come in.

[End notes: Thanks for reading.]

Chapter 8

Title: Truth

[Author's notes: The story may seem a little uneven right now because it has been a while since I have written a chapter. Also I don't have a beta reader, so if there are any mistakes please point them out.]

Jocelyn layed on her bed naked, grinning to herself. She looked over at Clair who was brushing her long, blonde hair. The moonlight through the window was making it sparkle.

Clair could feel she was being watched. She turned to Jocelyn. "What?"

"Nothing, you're just very beautiful." Clair blushed.

Jocelyn went from smiling to a very serious face. "Did I tell you what happened to Sam?"

"Who?" Clair looked at Jocelyn questioningly.

"You don't remember the girl who caused us all that trouble during the school year?" Jocelyn cocked her eyebrow.

"Oh, her. I never knew her name. What about her?"

"Well, she got caught in the wrong time and place during a drug bust."

"Oh, so she's in jail. Well, that's good."

"No, she's not in jail; she's dead." Clair chocked on her air and turned to look at Jocelyn.

"Oh. Um, that's sad but she still caused a lot of crap for me, so I'm not exactly going to grieve for her."

Jocelyn looked the other way. Clair still saw the hurt in her eyes. "I wished I could say the same, but she helped me deal with a lot, especially in junior high."

Clair looked strangely at her, "But what about all the awful things she did this year?"

Jocelyn looked at Clair. She had tears in the corners of her eyes. "I just can't think ill of the dead. Also there is something I never told you."

"What?"

Jocelyn sighed. "Sam was the first girl I ever had sex with."

This time Clair chocked hard. "Um, well that's...are you okay?"

Jocelyn took a deep breath and then let it out slowly. "I will be as long as I have you." Jocelyn snuggled her head into Clair's stomach. Clair petted it softly.

Some time later, Clair was almost asleep in Jocelyn's arm when Jocelyn commented, "You know it actually surprised me that you stayed a virgin as long as you did."

Clair's eyes opened wide. "Where did that come from? You said that like I'm easy or something."

Jocelyn laughed at her. "That's not what I meant. It's just that it was so easy for me to get you to take your clothes off for me and to do other things."

Clair blushed. "Well it is no secret that I love you. So it isn't really a surprise that I would do stuff like that for you; even if you were tricking me back then."

Jocelyn giggled, "Yeah, sorry about that. At least I loved you enough not to go through with it."

"What I don't understand is why you made me leave when you decided not to take the pics? You could have easily had sex with me."

"I couldn't. I was sick to my stomach with guilt. Plus that video would have been a lot worse. Also, it seems that it was well worth the wait. With everything out in the open, it felt so much better than it would have with guilt behind it."

Clair smiled. "True." Clair slid on top of Jocelyn. "I'm not tired anymore. How about you?" Jocelyn grin wickedly.

Eleven in the morning rolled around. Jocelyn's mother decided it was time for the two lovebirds to get up and go outside for some fresh air. She barged into her daughter's room. "Okay, you two. It's time to get up." She went up and shook her daughter's bare shoulder.

Jocelyn mumbled, "I don't want to get up." She covered her head with the blanket.

"Well get up anyways." Jocelyn's mother jerked the blanket off her head. "I expect you downstairs for lunch in twenty minutes."

Jocelyn opened her eyes and stared. "Fine, whatever."

Jocelyn and Clair reluctantly got dressed and went downstairs. Jocelyn's mother had them a big lunch ready.

"Is she tryin' to fattin' us up or something?" Clair looked at Jocleyn and then back at the lunch enough for a dozen.

"I think so." Jocelyn looked at her mother.

"Both of you could use a little more meat on your bones. Plus you two could probably use an energy boost." Both girls turned crimson at this comment. "I am going to be leaving now. I have to meet your father for lunch. You two try to get some fresh air. Also, Clair your parents might want to see you eventually. They are going to start thinking you live here. Well, bye bye." Jocelyn's mother kissed both girls on the cheek and left.

"Did I ever tell you how strange you mom is?" Clair looked at Jocelyn while trying to keep a straight face.

"I didn't even know how strange she is. It seems she has gotten worse lately."

"I wonder why?"

"I don't know. It has either something to do with us or with my father. It is more likely to be my dad. She has been unusually jumpy lately."

"Hmm...well, if there is something up we might as well wait for her to tell us. Anyway let's go out for a walk. Your mom's right; I need to stretch my legs."

Around seven at night Clair decided she should go home. Jocelyn's father drove her home after work.

They pulled up to Clair's house. Jocelyn leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. "I'll see you tomorrow. I love you."

"I love you too, bye." She hopped out of the car and ran happily to her door.

Jocelyn's dad smiled as he pulled away. "Well it is good to see that you both are completely happy now. It almost reminds me of the first time your mother and I got together. Man, I screwed up bad when I left her. Honey, don't ever let fear or anything else break you two up."

"Don't worry, I won't. And, dad, don't worry about the past. We've all done things we're not proud of." He smiled at his daughter lovingly.

Clair walked into her house just as her mother was setting up supper. Her father looked up at her.

"Are you hungry honey? I have made plenty." Her mother said upon her entrance.

"Yep, I'm starved." Clair plopped down at her place at the table.

"Where have you been all day?" Her father questioned.

"Oh, I have been at Jocelyn's."

Her father cocked an eyebrow. "What happened to you hanging out with Micheal?"

"We broke up."

"Why?" Her father looked expectantly at her.

"Because he wanted me to do something that I didn't want to do." Clair said matter-of-factly.

"So when did you and Jocelyn become all buddy, buddy again?"

"I don't know. It just happened. What's with all the questions?" She looked nervously at her food.

"I'm not sure I like you always hanging with that girl. I think you should hang with your other friends for a while."

"But I don't want to. What does it matter? She's no different from my other friends."

"Yes she is. I still remember all that crap with her from school."

"You mean when she got stabbed because she saved me?"

"Well you wouldn't have been in that situation if you two hadn't been in a fight. Look, honey, all I'm saying is you two's relationship seems a little too intense."

"Of course it's intense; we're dating." Clair said it before she could think. Oh God, what did I just do.

Her father jumped out of his chair knocking it over. "Oh, no your not. No daughter of mine will be a lesbian. You will stop seeing her now."

Clair jumped out of her chair as well, "Yes I am. I love her and there is nothing you can do about it."

"Yes there is. Either you agree to quit seeing her or you get out of my house this second."

Finally Clair's mother stepped in. "Honey, don't you think you are being rash. Let's just talk about this."

He glared his wife. "This doesn't concern you." He turned back to his daughter."Now choose."

Clair had tears streaming down her cheeks. She screamed, "I choose Jocelyn!" and then ran out of the house and down the street as fast as she could.

Her mother tried to follow, but her father grabbed her. "Your not going anywhere. Now sit down and let's have dinner."

Their dinner was in complete silence.

Clair ran for as long as she could. she stopped at a park and rested on a bench. She was crying too hard to even think. She pulled out her phone and dialed Jocelyn's number. Jocleyn answer,"Hello?"

"Jocelyn...sniff...please come...sob...get me."

"Oh, baby what's wrong? Where are you?"

"I'm at..sniff...Miller Park. Please hurry!"

"Okay baby, I will. I love you."

"You too." It was all Clair could get out. She hung up and waited patiently. She curled up on the bench and cried.

A while later, she felt arms under her. She was being lifted. I must have dozed off. Oh, it's Jocelyn's dad. She looked at him for a second and then buried her head in his chest. He put her into the back seat. Jocelyn was there. She put Clair's head in her lap and petted it.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

Clair buried her face into Jocelyn's pants. "I told my dad about us, and he kicked me out." She felt tears start to sneak back up to her eyes.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. It's okay. You can stay with us until things get cleared up. Right dad?" She looked at her father.

He had a look of great sympathy. "Of course honey. For as long as she likes."

Jocelyn continued to rub Clair's head and whispered sweet nothings to her.

When they got to the house, they filled Jocelyn's mother in on what happened. Jocelyn and her mother helped the broken girl get undressed and into pajamas. They tucked her into Jocelyn's bed.

When they got downstairs, Jocelyn asked, "Is it really alright for her to stay here?"

Her mother smiled. "Of course sweetie. She is already like family. It'll be enjoyable to have her around. She can keep you company while your father and I go to work."

"Thanks mom. Well I think I am going to turn in. Goodnight mom. I love you."

"Goodnight darling. Sweet dreams. I love you too."

Jocelyn walked into her room and laid gently beside Clair. She turned Clair's head and kissed her gently. She snaked her hand up Clair's shirt and gently messaged the plump flesh there.

Clair pulled free from Jocelyn's lips. "Honey, I'm too tired to do anything."

Jocelyn smiled, "You don't have to do anything. I will do everything to you. Just relax."

Clair smiled. "Okay." She laid on her back and closed her eyes. Jocelyn slid on top of her and slowly kissed her way down Clair's neck. Clair sighed softly.

Jocelyn reached under Clair's pajama top and pulled it off as smoothly as possible. She kissed her collarbone and slowly made her way down to her now erect nipples.

She kissed her way slowly up the mounds and took the nipple into her mouth. She licked it lightly. She didn't bite it or do anything that might cause Clair to jerk.

Soon Jocelyn was finished with Clair's erect buds and started to kiss her way down Clair's stomach. She spent a lot of time kissing around Clair's belly button. She loved her belly button. She dipped her tongue into it and licked all around it. Clair let out a sigh. Jocelyn knew that meant she was turned on. Jocelyn finished with her belly button and decided to venture further down.

Jocelyn gripped the waistband of Clair's pajama bottoms. She slowly slid them off while allowing her hands to rub gently over Clair's legs. She kissed the top of Clair's foot and slowly worked her way up. She kissed the back of her knee and then the inside of her thigh. She got to the last covered part of Clair and kissed it gently. Clair's back arched slightly. Jocelyn smiled. She hooked her fingers under the top of her panties and slowly pulled them down her legs.

Soon Jocelyn found herself facing Clair's sweet sex. She breathed in her scent. She lowered her head and took a taste. Clair's back arched significantly this time. Jocelyn stuck her tongue into Clair's alive opening. Clair moaned. Jocelyn licked slowly over Clair's awaiting nub. Clair was trying not to move too much or make too much noise, but it was almost impossible. She was close to climaxing.

One slow lick over Clair's clit, sent her over the edge. She bit her lip hard to keep from making noise.

Jocelyn licked her vigoriously until it was over. Then she smiled up at Clair. She crawled back up the bed and pulled Clair into a hug.

"Feel better?"

Clair smiled sleepily. "Wonderful."

Jocelyn kissed her cheek. "Good, now go to sleep." But Clair's eyes were already close and her breathing was slowing down.

Jocleyn smiled and snuggled closer. Goodnight, my love.

[End notes: Well hope you like it. Please review!]

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