After the exchange of those 'three little words' neither Marti nor Savannah knew what to say. Ultimately it felt like there was nothing else more to say. Like anything else would have been trivial. So eventually Savannah just smiled softly and rested her head down on Marti's chest, the blonde happily holding her lover against her body as they snuggled.
Generally Marti was the type of girl to stay up late and squeeze every second out of her life she could, but there were exceptions to every rule and apparently this was one of them because Marti didn't want to move from this spot. Ever. In fact if the world ended right now she would probably be content, because really, what could possibly top this?
The girl she loved more than she could have ever imagined loving anyone or anything had just told Marti that she loved her and wanted to be with her. Was willing to be with her no matter what the consequences of it might be. And right now for the first time they were truly together. They were finally a real couple. They were girlfriends.
As a result Marti couldn't imagine ever being this blissfully happy again. Like no matter how amazing future moments might be they couldn't compare to this. But... Marti wanted to try. Despite a moment of insanity she wanted the world to keep spinning so she could see if she could feel this way again, and honestly she'd settle for pretty close which she was sure she would be whenever Savannah was in her arms. Or kissing her. Or maybe even just in the same room as her.
Besides, if the world ended now Marti would be robbed of the chance of spending a lifetime with Savannah, which at that moment Marti wanted more than anything. Not that she would freak Savannah out by saying anything of course, but in that moment Marti found herself weighing the pros and cons of adoption vs artificial insemination and desperately trying to remember what Savannah had told her was her favourite flower so Marti could decide how many there should be for their wedding. Which again Marti knew was bordering on psychotic, but she was just so happy she couldn't help it.
While Marti was perfectly happy to remain where she was for the rest of the evening so she could plan out her life with the girl in her arms Savannah was trying to gather up the physical and more importantly mental strength to get up and to come out.
Part of her didn't want too, at least not right away, not when she could be spending the entire night, or at least the next couple of hours, lying in Marti's arms. But, thanks to Dan, Savannah needed to act fast.
So once she had regained enough strength Savannah murmured, "Marti, I'm... I'm hungry. Can, can we get something to eat?"
"Sure, no problem." Marti said as she let go of Savannah, making it easier for the other cheerleader to get up, "Do you wanna go out and celebrate?"
"No, I'd, I'd like to just eat in, ok?" Savannah asked as she quickly picked up a towel and wrapped it around herself.
"Ok." Marti murmured, her eyes lingering on Savannah's body.
"Just going to freshen up." Savannah said unnecessarily, "Back in a sec."
With that Savannah quickly slipped out and headed for the showers.
Considering the amount of girls living under one roof it seemed criminal to have one shower per floor, but it was just one of the little quirks Savannah had learned to deal with in college. Of course the worst part of it was that it was commonplace for the other girls in her squad to walk around wearing nothing but a towel at all hours of the night and day given what sweaty, active lives they lead. Scantily clad girls had always made Savannah nervous for reasons she'd never wanted to analyse and it had always been difficult pretending it didn't bother her.
On the bright side no one batted an eye at Savannah taking a shower right now, and the shower itself wasn't occupied, and no one really saw her, particularly the latter of which being a relief as it meant no one saw her with Marti's cum covering her face. And sure, it had dried to the point no one would have noticed anyway, but it was the principle of the thing.
Once she'd showered and returned to her room she found Marti waiting for her in a towel, the blonde gently smiling before wordlessly slipping away to freshen up herself, leaving Savannah to stare at herself in the mirror. Moving closer to it Savannah imagined she was looking into the eyes of her fellow Hellcats. Into the scary and judgemental eyes of Alice. Of Lewis. Of... her family. Her sister Charlotte, her Dad... her Mom. She could all see them staring at her. Judging her. Hating her. But still, she owed them the truth.
"I'm... I'm..." Savannah repeated over and over for what felt like hours, only finally able to say something else when she looked down at her feet and mumbled, "I'm gay."
Just then the door opened, Savannah grateful she was still in a towel because even if it was only Marti someone could have been behind her or something. Although such a thought quickly became trivial as Marti was now looking at her with concern.
"What's wrong?" Marti asked after she had closed the door.
"N, nothing." Savannah mumbled unconvincingly.
"Savannah, you're crying." Marti pointed out as she quickly moved to her girlfriend's side.
Looking up into the mirror Savannah saw that Marti was right, which was weird because she honestly hadn't noticed given how hard she had been trying to concentrate on coming out to her own reflection.
"I was just..." Savannah began to make excuses but Marti just looked at her in this way which prevented the brunette from lying, "I was practising."
"Practising what?" Marti asked softly as she moved a little closer.
"Coming out." Savannah whispered, unable to look Marti in the eye.
Smiling softly Marti cupped Savannah's face, "There's no rush?"
There was but Savannah didn't want to tell Marti about it, so she told her a white lie followed by a couple of half-truths, "I know, but... I just really want to get this over with. I, I just... I want to do it before I loss my nerve, ok?"
"Ok." Marti said softly, gently pulling Savannah into her arms, "I just want to be with you. I don't care how or when or even if anyone finds out, so just tell me how you want to play this and we'll do it. I'll do whatever you want me to do."
Savannah smiled softly, then told Marti the plan she had been working on since pretty much after Dan called her and that she had finalised in her shower, "I, I was thinking we could tell the squad over dinner. That, that kind of gets most of it out the way in one go, then tell your Mom, then... mine, my family."
Marti bit her lip. Savannah was clearly struggling just to tell her how she wanted to come out, so who knows what she would be like when it actually came down to it. However she had seen Savannah perform well when she needed to under stressful situations, and as much as she didn't want to push Savannah into anything she wasn't ready for Marti also wanted to be able to scream from the rooftops that she was in love with and dating Savannah Monroe.
So after a brief pause Marti said, "If that's what you want... just be sure it is. And if it's too much, or you want to chicken out, or whatever, just say Goth, ok?"
"Goth?" Savannah questioned with a frown.
"Yeah, Goth." Marti grinned softly, "It's what you called me during our first meeting, remember? Shortly after I called you a football groupie, then, erm, other not so nice things were said. Point is, we could have a safe word which we can use if one of us changes their minds, or just doesn't think they can go through with it right now or whatever."
"Oh, ok." Savannah said softly, knowing she really didn't have the choice but it was nice for Marti to think of that.
"Ok." Marti confirmed unnecessarily, an awkward pause falling between them before Marti asked, "So... do you want some help practising?"
