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Chapter Sixteen:
Five months prior, Auburn Maine
| Whitney |
“She’s a coward, Whit. Just let her go. You don’t want people like that in your life, do you?” Theresa York-O’Sullivan watched her younger sister’s teary gaze follow Hollis’ blue corolla until it was out of sight with tightly crossed arms. Whitney refused to face her, or their expectant parents as she shrugged out of James’ general vicinity from where he stood massaging her tired shoulders. Using a shaky hand to wipe the tears that spilled down her flushed cheeks, the brunette pulled her phone out to text for an Uber.
No way was she planning on telling Kendra what happened, at least not right now. She had a bad habit of intervening and despite her very best intentions, this wasn’t something Whitney wanted her meddling hands in. Hollis couldn’t have meant any of that...she just wanted to sleep off this nightmare and g
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| Hollis |Hollis watched Whitney pace around their hotel room slowly in silence, occasionally glancing at her phone’s illuminated screen before tapping the device against her trembling lips deep in thought. It’d been a good half hour since the conflicted artist begged Hollis to give her some direction regarding Theresa’s unexpected Facebook message, and the blonde swallowed the overwhelming urge to take control of the situation by gently advising her to do what she thought was best.Their food had arrived not long ago, but Whitney was still agonizing over the unread message. Hollis asked her to sit down and eat twice, but gave up after her girlfriend waved her away with a frustrated sigh.Fine. She’ll eat when she’s ready I guess. She knew Whitney was lost and it hurt her to see the woman she loved so fiercely walk around blindly in the dark, but this wasn’t Hollis’ decision and that was the bo
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Three days later| Hollis |"Hey Holl! How are you two fairing out there? We finally broke 60 degrees in Auburn if you can wrap your head around that shit." Dalton's voice seemed rushed but content, and it sounded like he was rustling through a hefty stack of papers. Nina shouted something about grabbing takeout and it made Hollis grin broadly as she finished lacing up her black Timberland boots in a hurry. With just this evening and and all of tomorrow left of she and Whitney's vacation in New York, she was taking her lover somewhere special tonight and didn't want to be late for the event. Still, it was nice to hear from her brother for a few minutes while she got herself all fixed up. "We were riding in the 70's earlier, but from the looks of outside I'm sure it's dipped. 60 isn't bad. I can't wait until it gets hotter in June though; Prime swimming weather around our parts." The whole 'how's the weather' r
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| Whitney |“So, how many drinks do you know without having to think about them Holly?” Whitney giggled once the girls made it back to their hotel room a little after midnight. She’d since slipped out of her evening attire and was lounging in a lavender satin chemise on their king sized bed, resting against the plump squishy down feather pillows as she bit a finger absently and stared at her girlfriend. House keeping changed their sheets while the girls were out, and they felt so fresh and clean against her smooth legs.Hollis offered to bar hop with her once they finished checking out all the fascinating art pieces at Gagosian Gallery, but Whitney brushed the idea aside by gloating about Hollis’ bar tending skills and insisted they just go back to Aloft Harlem, so she could watch her girlfriend mix up some tasty mystery cocktails. As much as Whitney could appreciate a good, strong dry martini, she wanted to see if Hollis knew her well
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| Whitney |When was the last time I slept THAT good? Whitney thought to herself drowsily the next morning as she rubbed the sleep from her light brown eyes with a quiet yawn. Hues of decadent yellow, pink, and orange bounced off the hotel room walls; signalling the rise of a new day. Never one to be up at 7 A.M, she took in it’s radiant beauty with stunned gratitude.All was quiet, including the vulnerable woman she’d loved endlessly for almost an entire year. Whitney could hear Hollis’ quiet breathing as each inhale and exhale left her chest, adding to the overall tranquility that fell over their little world- consisting of just the two of them, in a private space pretty far away from everyone they knew.Their last morning in New York. A slow, building dread washed over Whitney with the realization. She never wanted to leave, but it was for a far graver reason than it should have been.She wasn’t su
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| Hollis |Early afternoon light cracked through the newly shut mahogany curtains, their illuminating lines kissing Whitney and Hollis’ nude bodies as they took turns indulging in one another without pause. They were surrounded with a plethora of adult toys, all unexplored and guaranteed to heighten the lovers’ sensitivity on multiple fronts. Open storage canisters were strewn about, revealing an art neither girl could wait to dabble in.Each other.Hollis watched her own fingers as they transferred a generous amount of edible body paint from it’s respective container, and onto her panting girlfriend’s swollen breasts. The bright pink liquid dried quickly- keeping it’s magnificent pigment. Whitney moaned at her lover’s unique touch, occasionally glancing at the blonde’s concentrated expression while she glided along the ample mounds that were presented so helplessly in front of her.“You’re...
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| Hollis |“Hey dude, we’re back in town. I hope I didn’t wake you up or anything? I know how late it is.” Hollis spoke on the phone quietly so as not to disturb Whitney, who was currently passed out under the crook of her arm in the Uber they were taking back to her house at a quarter past eleven P.M. She stared straight ahead, trying to keep her voice from shaking as the vehicle raced down Maine State Route 126. Street lights every so often illuminated her hardened expression as she struggled to stop thinking about the frightening way Whitney screamed and screamed in their hotel room just hours ago. All might’ve been calm for the moment, but Hollis knew this was just the tip of the iceberg for her grieving lover.“I was just about to turn in. Good timing, Bogard.” Kendra yawned lazily through the receiver. “Did Whit forget her keys? If you’re close, I can leave the door unlocked.” Hollis could&rsquo
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| Whitney |“I’m fine, Hollis. Really.” Whitney sighed with agitation during the drive back to her place after lunch the following afternoon. Fidgeting with the top button of her dark wash skinny jeans, she cast an indifferent glance at her worried blonde girlfriend. “It’s not even like we were close or anything...I’m over everyone asking me if I'm okay already!”It was as if an internal switch had flipped itself off overnight. Whitney finally cried herself to sleep cradled in Hollis’ arms at around one A.M, and everyone at the Bogard residence braced themselves for what was to come when the grieving woman woke up and had to face the news all over again. What they weren’t prepared for was her seemingly emotionless, disinterested attitude. She went about showering and socializing like normal, albeit with a skeptical Hollis following her around everywhere just in case she broke down again. D
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