Knuckles turned white, a shade of crimson coated Imogenâs cheeks. Her gaze alternated from the windshield and the surrounding parked cars. Wiser decisions had been been made on her part, but she wanted a moment of pure and unadulterated happiness. The latter seemed less feasible considering the direction their last interaction had gone in person. A kiss had been shared. It was immensely sweet, one that left the bespectacled woman longing; however, it could never be just as simple as that. F i o n a. Before far too many people, the duo had pledged their love for one another; and only one of them had remained faithful. Carrying on with the facade had began its toll on her. Although, proof couldnât be found for her wifeâs infidelities, she knew it to be true in her heart. Now, and for months, she had been genuinely unhappy. Smitten Maya single-handedly brought back from the depths of her solitary despair. Becoming reliant on the younger woman wasnât fair, but she so selfishly and wholeheartedly NEEDED this.
No longer drowning in her doubt, she made her way inside the overtly familiar arcade. A seemingly infinite amount of hours had vanished here. Oftentimes Katie had joined them, but occasionally she and Maya had gone alone. It was those moments Imogen was granted a glimpse of who she was. Without her sister harping on her, she had witnessed smiles that sheâd since learned were reserved for her. Reminiscent of their younger years, she felt an unfamiliar flutter. It was odd. Until Katieâs wedding sheâd never once thought of Maya in that manner. The girl was her best friendâs little sister for Christâs sake. Furthermore, she was married and had been for the past couple of years. Still, here she was inside a place from her childhood looking for peace of mind, just as sheâd done when she and her mother had fought. Whatâs worse is that she came expectant of happiness an unexpected source. Maya. Upon finally seeing her, a shy smile forged its way across her delicate olive features.
Never had Maya Matlin been as confused but happy as she currently was. All she could think about since her sisterâs wedding was the artsy and quirky brunette who just happened to be Katieâs best friend. For a long time she had a crush on her, but thatâs all it was â a crush, never to be acted upon or spoken of anywhere other than her own t h o u g h t s. The younger Matlin wouldnât label herself as any sort of sexuality; all she knew was that her feelings for Imogen Moreno were only getting stronger as the days passed by. She thought she could finally have the chance to be honest after their kiss at the wedding, but that was brought down by the married woman who pretty much acted as if the whole thing was just a drunken mistake. Maya may have had a few drinks, but she still felt the same way as she always had the next morning. She still daydreamed about the laughing, dancing and running away from groomsmen at the wedding, however she dreaded that they would only ever be memories, instead of adventures she could build upon.
Their f a v o u r i t e game â she walked right up to it like it was subconsciously. Katie had always hated this game, but Maya and Imogen were always more alike anyways; thatâs probably why the younger girl always attached herself to her sister and tagged along on their outings, even when there was protesting a lot of the time. The brunette was almost like a piece of art to her; she would look and try to decipher the beauty, but never actually get close enough to figure out the full meaning. She may have been the annoying little sister, but she would always play that role if it meant getting to spend time with her. So, when she was invited to the arcade, the mix of emotions came even more to the surface. She had been hurt after the wedding when sheâd been rejected, but maybe she was getting a second chance. Either way, her anxiety was through the roof, the only thing calming her being the noises coming from the arcade game and the challenge to get to the next level. A d i s t r a c t i o n could never be a bad thing, right? Finally, she saw her walk in the door. She had come extra early to make sure she wouldnât miss her, and she was glad she didnât because her entire face lit up as soon as she saw her. Instantly forgetting about the game she was playing, she gave a small wave and then motioned her to come over to where she was. She didnât want to be too desperate, after all.
âHowâve you been?â the girl asked, trying to forget the way their last conversation had ended. If she hoped enough, maybe things changed. Out of habit, she reached out and gave Imogen a quick hug, forgetting that their relationship was currently supposed to be awkward to say the least.
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