Sometimes It Does Ch 03

Sometimes, it Does - Chapter 3

[Author's Note: This is the last chapter for this story. After the cool reception to the Second Sight story, I decided not to do longer chapter series as I have in the past. I may come back to these characters for random stories in the future like I have done with characters from the Soccer Trilogy stories].

As I was first starting to wake up, my mind was filled with the panic. The last time I had awoken in this bed, I had been alone and Elizabeth had let her doubts rule her decision-making. This time, I was immediately put at ease. I could feel Elizabeth's breasts pushing into my back and I was pleased to feel that her nipples were hard. Our feet were intertwined below the blankets and her arm was draped over my side; her fingers were in my line of sight as I opened my eyes. Rather than rushing out of the bed, she had stayed to be with me.

As I was turning to look at her, Elizabeth awoke and our eyes met. We shared a brief kiss, neither caring about morning breath, both just wanting the feel of the other's lips on our own.

When we broke the kiss, Elizabeth looked at me with a serious expression and said, "We need to talk about something."

"

Oh Crap!

" I yelled, immediately thinking the worst.

"What?" was Elizabeth's surprised response. She seemed utterly confused until the events of that previous night and the next day must have also flooded back into her mind. I could see a look of concern come across face. "Oh no, sweetheart! It's not that. Not exactly anyway."

"That 'Not exactly' doesn't help me you know. What do you mean?'"

"There are three people we have to tell about this personally. Face to face. Not a phone call, not a text. Your parents and Cynthia. And I think it would be bad for any of them to hear this from someone else. We have to tell them together, or at least one right after the other."

"But you still want to be with me, right?"

Elizabeth slid over so we were right against each other and wrapped her arms around me. She pulled me tightly into her body and said, "Yes. One Hundred Percent. Look, if you think differently, let me know. We can talk about it more. But I really do think we have to be the ones to tell them. And both of us together; not me telling Cynthia and you telling your parents. What do you think?"

My initial reaction had been shock and fear that maybe she was backing off again. Once I realized that she was not doing that, I thought about what she was saying and I did think she was correct. So I said, "It does make sense. It will mean having to wait for Cynthia to get home from school. Do you think you can keep you hands off me for a month?"

She smiled and said, "No. But this doesn't mean I have to keep my hands off you. It just means we won't go out together until we tell them. I know you have finals coming up but I am hoping to get my hands on you as much as I can between now and then." And with that she started tickling me like the previous night. Only this time I couldn't get away and she soon had me thrashing about on the bed, laughing and just relishing the pure joy of the moment.

We eventually stopped and got started for the day. I went downstairs to retrieve my clothes and head home. Elizabeth walked me to the door naked and gave me a big hug and kiss before I left. I went home to shower and change and do some chores. Then I told my parents I had promised I would go help Elizabeth around her house, which was partially true. After helping her clean her house we went up to her bedroom and made love until it was time to make dinner.

As it got late, I said I was getting ready to head home. I caught something in Elizabeth's eye but she did not say anything and her smile was quickly back on her face. It was clear she was sad that I was leaving and that she wanted me to stay with her. But she also did not want me to see her being upset. It struck me because I could tell that smile had been put there for my benefit, just as she had done for Cynthia all those times in the past. It was a sign of her love.

When the idea of people's reaction to our being a couple had been an impediment to us having that relationship, I did not want to think about it. However, now that it was not going to prevent the relationship, it was going to be something we would both have to deal with as things went forward. It became a lot more real for me and I began to understand a little of why Elizabeth had been so concerned.

We had to talk about how we were going to arrange to tell my parents and Cynthia about our relationship and so that brought up the question about how they might react. We did go through some nightmare scenarios as well as positive ones. In the end, as we talked more about the possibilities, it always came back to the fact that we did love each other and we just trusted that love would get us through it.

Right before finals began, I got a call from Cynthia. "Hey, I wanted to thank you for hanging out with my mom a couple of weeks ago. She was really down but she sounds great now. Plus, she has been pretty guarded but she let it slip that she has someone in her life now and that is why she's so happy. Do you know who it is?"

Elizabeth and I already had our plan for telling Cynthia and it did not call for me to blab it to her over a phone call. So, I tried to be evasive. "I have seen her a few times recently and she hasn't said anything about any new dates to me. Maybe she's just having a good streak or maybe it's something at work?"

"No, it's definitely someone, not something. I know you have finals too but see what you can find out. I want to know what I might be walking into when I come home. I'm gonna have my own surprise and I certainly want her to be in a good mood when I spring that on her. And you."

While I was curious about the surprise Cynthia mentioned, I spent more time thinking about the plan Elizabeth and I had devised and hoped that Cynthia would be happy about the relationship between her mother and I. After all, this "someone" was making her mother very happy. And she was happy that her mom was happy. If we kept her focused on that, we figured she would end up being okay with us as a couple.

I had no idea how Mom and Dad were going to take it. I never doubted their love for me and I knew they always said they just wanted me to be happy. So, in theory, they should be fine with something that was making me so very happy. I guess we'd have to find out together.

I was caught a little off guard when Elizabeth asked, "So when will you be bringing your stuff over?"

"What stuff?"

"Your stuff. Your clothes and things. You are moving in here after we tell your parents, aren't you?"

"Um, yeah. Oh wow. I guess I hadn't even thought of that."

Elizabeth suddenly looked upset and said, "Well, if you don't want to do that now, we don't have to."

Wanting to make sure she understood my feelings; I quickly went to her and took her in my arms. "Elizabeth, you have to understand, I spent so much time dreaming about just getting to this point, I never thought past it. Of course I want to move in here and live with you, not just visit. As happy as I was, you just made me even happier. We'll move my stuff over as soon as we can." Her smile came back and she kissed me. Now I really couldn't wait for Cynthia to get home.

It was hard to study over those next few weeks. Now that we had made this life-altering decision, we could not do anything about it for a month. We wanted to start this new life but we still had to continue with the old one for now. In order to keep up appearances, I still went over to Elizabeth's house a few nights a week. It was not wall to wall sex on those visits, although we did express our love physically as well as verbally. Time being at a premium, we rarely made it beyond the couch.

Knowing I had this big news to drop on my parents also made it weird when I was home with them. I actually threw myself into my schoolwork and spent many hours at the library that month. It ended up being my best semester.

Elizabeth and I had planned telling Cynthia when she got home and then going to my parents' house. My mom questioned me about why Elizabeth and I wanted to speak with her and Dad. I gave some excuse which I was sure was flimsy. When she did not question it any further, I just breathed a sigh of relief and went to the library to do more studying.

There is an old saying about the best laid plans and ours fell victim to that axiom. I got a text from Elizabeth the night before. "

Cyn is home now. Her roommate is here as well. I still have to go to work but you can go see her in the morning if you want

."

I replied, "

How do we tell her with the roommate here?

"

Elizabeth replied only, "

idk

" Then she sent, "

Let's keep the plan as is for now. We'll still tell her tomorrow night after I get home from work and then go over to your parents' house.

"

"

OK

" was my reply and I went to bed. I tossed and turned a lot knowing tomorrow was the day we would finally be telling Cynthia, my parents and the world in general that we were now a couple. The one good thing about all the lack of sleep due to my finals was that I finally was just too tired to worry about it anymore and I fell asleep out of sheer exhaustion.

The next thing I recall was a phone call at roughly ten o'clock in the morning. "Hey lazy bones. I'm home. How come you aren't already here saying hello?"

"Good morning to you too Cyn. I thought you weren't getting in until this afternoon?" I did not want to give away that I knew she came in last night since I would have had to explain why her mother and I were sharing late night text messages.

"Nope. I came in last night. I took mom to work so I could use her car. I want to go shopping and get some lunch. Plus, I have someone with me I want you to meet. When can you be over?"

"Who do you have to meet?" I knew it was her roommate but again could not say anything without divulging my source.

"Get over here and find out. C'mon, I've missed you. Haven't you missed me?"

"Of course I have Cyn. I'll be over as fast as I can." I had mixed emotions as I got ready to go out. Cynthia was my best friend, but I had no idea how she was going to take the news that I was going to be moving into her home with her mother. That same weird feeling I'd been having at my house followed me as I walked down the block to the Porter home.

Almost as soon as I knocked on the door it flew open. That was followed by a loud shriek and a body blow that knocked me back a step to keep my balance. ""RO! SO GREAT TO SEE YOU! COME IN! COME IN! THERE'S SOMEONE YOU HAVE TO MEET!" The onslaught of Cynthia's greeting had me wrong-footed but I recovered and stepped inside.

"Ro, this is Susan Randel. But everyone calls her Suzy." I was suddenly staring up at Susan Randel. She was very tall, probably close to six feet. She was in shorts and a tee shirt and it was clear to see she was an athlete or at least kept herself in very good shape. She had long legs that were muscular but not thick. Her arms were also very tight and sculpted. Her tee shirt was cut and her taut stomach was also on display. She had long straight brown hair and brown eyes that did not seem overly pleased to be seeing me.

I stuck out my hand and said, "Nice to meet you, Susan. I am Rosemary Hannigan."

She accepted my hand but quickly released it. She said, "I finally meet Ro. I have heard quite a lot about you this past year." Her voice was not confrontational but it clearly was not friendly either. One might assume that she did not really want to have heard all that much about me. Before I could react to this, Cynthia was back hugging me and then went off a-mile-a-minute telling me all about Susan.

"So, Susan is my roomie and she is the greatest roomie ever. She's a Poly Sci major and she is on the swimming team. She does the backstroke and the crawl and she's the best one on the team. I went to all of her meets that were on campus. She was the one who talked me into going to Spring Break and I am so glad she did. It was an amazing time. Life changing.

"Look, I drove Mom to work so we could have the car. We need to do some shopping and I want you to come along. You don't have anything to do today, do you?"

"I have some stuff tonight but I am free all day. The mall sounds great so we can catch up."

We went out to the car and Susan used her long legs to walk a bit faster so she got to ride shotgun. She did not cut me off as she walked, but it was very clear she did not want me sitting next to Cynthia in the front seat. I was not sure exactly what her deal was although I had no problems sitting in the back seat.

The whole drive to the mall, walking around the mall and driving back home was mostly Cynthia telling Susan stories of her and I growing up. I think Cynthia was going out of her way to make me look cool and it seemed as if she was pushing Susan to like me. Unfortunately, I think her plan was backfiring.

Throughout the afternoon, Susan was finding a way to get in between us. When she could get a word in edgewise (and as Cynthia's lifelong friend I knew that was not easy), Susan always seemed to bring things back to school and her and Cynthia and away from anything dealing with Cynthia and me.

Around 4:30 Cynthia said, "I have to go pick up Mom since I have the car. Why don't the two of you stay and get to know each other more. I have something I want to talk to Mom about on the way back anyway."

I expected Susan to object but she just said, "Okay, fine." I nodded my head and Cynthia smiled and headed off to get Elizabeth. With everything else that had been going on that day, I had lost track of the fact that we were going to have our talk with Cynthia and then my parents. I was thinking of how we were going to tell Cynthia with Susan present when Susan spoke to me.

"So, what is your deal with Cynthia?"

"We've been best friends since kindergarten. We grew up together."

"Cynthia said you used to double date a lot."

"I don't know about a lot. She was the most sought-after girl in the school who wasn't a cheerleader. Most of the guys would have a wingman to occupy me so his buddy could hit on her. But they never got anywhere with her. She was much too good for them."

"What about you?"

"What about me?" I did not like Susan's tone or how she was interrogating me. For Cynthia's sake I tried to stay friendly.

"Did you go out with the wingmen?"

"Nah. Not really. We both knew that we were just the sideshow while his buddy went after Cynthia. I knew it would end once Cynthia had enough of the guy chasing her."

"So, you were never really interested in the guy you ended up with, you just marked time until you got back with Cynthia?"

"Yeah, I guess. I never thought of it that way before, but that was pretty much how it was."

"So, you never thought about Cynthia?"

"Thought about Cynthia what?"

"About you hooking up with her."

"What? That's preposterous."

"Why?"

"Well..." I had to stop and think for a moment. I guess if I had not been pining over Elizabeth maybe I would have thought about Cynthia that way. Susan was still staring at me but as I looked in her eyes, I did not see anger. If anything, I thought it was fear. She was still waiting for an answer so I just said, "I just never thought of her that way."

"Why not? She is so incredible. She's the nicest person in the world and she is so beautiful and she has that adorably petite body and that amazing blond hair. You mean to tell me that you seriously never noticed how hot she is? You never once thought about kissing her or being intimate with her?"

"No. I mean, yeah, I know how beautiful she is. But she's Cyn, I've known her forever. We just..." And at that moment it all finally hit me why I was getting this third degree.

I asked, "Susan, are you and Cynthia...together?"

"She wanted to be the one to tell you and she had to tell her mother first."

"These Porter women." I had not really meant to say that out loud.

"What?"

"Oh nothing. Susan, that is wonderful. I am so happy for you and for Cynthia. But why the interrogation? You were just shy of using thumbs screws on me?"

"Cynthia talks about you all time. Ro this and Ro that. Ro is the most amazing person. I fell for her on day one and I spent these last two semesters fighting off all the competition until I could finally get my shot. It was during Spring Break and I told her exactly how I felt. She was a little unsure but she gave us a chance and it has been magical. And the only thing that is going to derail us is you. She definitely loves you, I just wanted to know exactly what the nature of that love was and how you felt about her. Now that she is with a woman, maybe there was another woman in her life she might look at differently."

I surprised Susan by going up to her and giving her a big hug. When I stepped back, I said, "Susan I do love Cynthia. She is my best friend and that and another thing are going to make her and I bound to each other for life. But she and I never had and never will have that kind of relationship. Believe me, I am in no way competition for you. Not that I would have been any competition to you even if I had wanted to try to be with her that way.

"But now that you've told me, I have to ask you; what are your intentions with her? Cynthia is my best friend and I would not want you to toy with her affections."

My question seemed to throw Suan off-balance. She had prepared to do an interrogation, not be interrogated. "I love her. I've known it all this time. I just want to be with her and let our relationship develop. I just want the chance to make her happy."

"That's what I wanted to hear. If you wanted to know if I was going to be a problem for you, the only way I will ever be a problem for you is if you hurt her. You are right that she is a very amazing person and if she is choosing to be with you, I am going to guess you must be pretty amazing as well."

Susan had been afraid that I was a threat to her having a romantic relationship with Cynthia. Now that she could put that concern to rest, she shed her cold attitude toward me and leaned back in for another hug.

We had just sat back and started talking about how Cynthia and Susan ended up together when the front door opened and there was a very loud shriek.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Cynthia came charging at me from the front door. She launched herself into my arms with such force, she almost knocked the couch backwards. When I regrouped, her face was right in front of mine and she said, "It's you!"

Confused and still a bit disoriented, I replied, "Of course it's me. We just spent the day together." Her actions might have made sense if we had not seen each other for a very long time but having been together most of the day made this all so discombobulating.

Smiling as much as I had ever seen her, Cynthia continued, "No, silly. I mean, it's you. Your Mom's new boyfriend." Although the syntax was off, I could tell what Cynthia meant. I looked around her to see Elizabeth standing sheepishly by the door.

"Sorry, but something came up during the drive home and I had to tell her. She has some news of her own." Although I knew what that was, I pretended not to know. I turned back to Cynthia with a questioning gaze.

She said, "Susan and I are dating. Well, kind of more than dating. We are going to be living together next fall at school but we didn't want to wait that long. So, she is going to be staying here for the summer. When I told Mom all that, she kind of had to tell me about you two."

At this point, Elizabeth picked up the story. "Cynthia mentioned that she had really big news to tell me and a really big favor she needed to ask from me. The news you just heard. Cyn wasn't sure how I would take it and if I would have a problem now that she realized she was a lesbian. I did not have a problem with that but what I said was 'It would be a bit hypocritical of me to have a problem with it.'"