3 comments/ 32608 views/ 5 favorites Real Friend, Real Love By: Lez_writer It really wasn't all than long after Sara had left for college that I found myself thumbing through the brochures of colleges that I had let build up on my coffee table. Sara had bugged me and bugged me for weeks on end to go to college and get into a profession. I guess she didn't like that I was a hair dresser even though I thought I was good at it. I never heard any complaints from others either. But now that Sara was off at her collage in Minnesota of all places I started thinking more and more about getting into business. It had run in my family and it had worked out just fine for my mom in the past. It took me over two weeks talking to Sara on the phone for an hour or two at a time to decide I would go to San Diego State University about a four hour drive from home. I had more than enough money to get a small apartment but decided that living on the campus would be better. I bet I would need help studying anyway. With my mind made up and a cell phone picture of Sara's lips kissing the air for good luck I was on my way. I had a print map of the campus and quickly found my way to the dorm I was to be staying at. Right across from the pool, that would have been good if I could swim. But as luck would have it me and a brick swim alike so I never go into water above my waist. I walked through the door of the dorm headed for the elevator with my oversized backpack slung over my shoulders. The dorm hallway reminded me of a hospital with the doors on each side and emergency exits clearly marked. I found my dorm room and rapped several times on the door and after there was no answer I used the key I had been given at admissions and opened it. I was a little peeved when I saw a short blond girl standing at the window looking out towards the pool. I said hello to her and still got no reply. "Just great." I thought to myself. "I am going to be rooming with a bitch for the next few months. At least she has a nice ass." I set my bag on the open bed and walked up to her to try and play nice and introduce myself. She was completely ignoring me. I tapped her on the shoulder in the typical "What's your problem." fashion. The girl spun around with an odd sounding yelp and backed right into the window frame. She had the bluest eyes I had ever seen. "Don do that." She said putting her hand on her chest. I turned back to my bag telling her that I had knocked several times and even said hello when I walked into the room. I was in the process of explaining that she was being rude by ignoring me and I was just tying to be nice when she tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to look at her and she started moving her hands in several gestures as she spoke. It was hard to understand her but she told me that she was deaf so if I have something to say to her I needed to be facing her so she could read my lips. "Well at least she wont complain about me snoring at night." I thought. She held out her hand and told me her name was Stacie. I told her mine and when she said it back it was butchered. Am-bur is how she said it. This was going to be a fun few months. But at least I would not have to stifle my moans when I masturbated. Stacie turned around and looked back out the window and I took that as the conversation was over. I took a peek out the window myself and had a clear view of the pool. There were lots of guys walking around in just shorts and a few good looking girls in bikinis. If I were a single woman I would have gone running down there right off. Instead I set about the task of putting my things away. Stacie offered to show me around the collage if I needed it but I turned her down. It would be too hard for me to ask her questions. I'm sure she knew why I turned her down but she just smiled and told me she was heading out and would not be back for several hours. She seemed to be a very sweet woman. I got into the swing of college life much faster than I thought and as the months went by I had made several friends. Stacie was among the best of them. She was working with me all the time teaching me sign language (As it turned out those random gestures she was using were a language. Go figure.). Sara and I kept in constant touch sending texts all day long and talking every night for awhile but as the time went on we started talking less and less. It would have bothered me if I did not know how busy she was with all the classes she was taking. After all my classes were done for the day I headed back to my dorm to grab a nap before getting to studying. I was not in a good mood seeing as I had not heard from Sara in over three days. And whenever I tried to call her it went right to voice mail. I walked through the door of the dorm building heading for the stairs when a guy behind the front desk called me over. He handed me a letter from Sara with no return address. To say that I was afraid to open the letter would be a nice way of putting it. I was fucking scared to death. I didn't even know why. I headed up the stairs and into my dorm room and sat on my bed. My hands were trembling as I opened the letter and unfolded it. I felt the blood drain from my face as I read it. I am so sorry to have to tell you this in a letter but my phone broke and long distance calls from a pay phone are just too expensive. I need to tell you something but I can't find the words so say this easy. I have fallen in love with someone. His name is Kevin and he is real nice. I think you would like him. I care for you so so so much Amber but I want to have babies some day and no matter how much we love each other, you can not do that. You are my best friend and my first love. I will never forget you for as long as I live. Forever love Sara It wasn't so much that she was breaking up with me that hurt. It was the fact that she typed it up even her name was typed. I crumbled the paper up and threw it across the room with all the strength I had before bursting into tears and falling back on my bed. I wrapped my arms around my pillow and curled into a little ball as I cried harder than I think I had ever cried before. By the time Stacie got back to the dorm I had no more tears to cry but continued to sob. I heard her come into the room and say her mumbled hello. I heard her set her things down and a few seconds later I heard paper rustling. She was un wadding the letter from Sara. A moment later I felt my bed shift as she sat down and placed a hand on my shoulder. I let her roll me over and she had a sad and concerned look in her eyes. "Are you ok?" She asked. "As ok as I can be given the situation." Stacie stood up and held out her hand. "What?" "Come with me, lets go cause some trouble." Real Friend, Real Love Ch. 02 To make things easier on all of us most of the conversations between Stacie and I will be like a normal conversation. Just remember she is deaf so when she talks it sounds kind of muffled and she talks mostly with her hands. I have picked up some sign language over the years I have known her but still its very limited. To be honest I did not want to go wherever Stacie had in mind but the look she was giving told me I had no choice. I reluctantly reached up and took her hand and she led me to my small closet and started rummaging through it. Before long she had located my most reveling outfit. It was a black strapless number that showed off my small but firm breasts and came down to just above my knees. I took it from her and tossed on my bed as I stripped out of my clothes and began putting it on only to have her stop me. "Take off your top." She told me. "Why I asked not even trying to remember the proper movements to sign my question to her so I simply asked making sure she could see my lips move. "One, because I said so. And two, you have nice breast and girls will be flocking to you if you don't have a bra on. I just shook my head and did as she instructed. I saw her turn slightly red when I took off my top and she turned around to give me some privacy. Once I was "Dressed" for lack of a better word I tapped her on the shoulder and held my arms out as if asking "What do you think?" She gave me a thumbs up and quickly changed into her sexiest outfit. I did really like that one on her. It was a solid white dress that clung tightly to every curve of her body. Whenever she was out men all over would come try and get her attention. Once they learned she is deaf most of them walked off. But no matter what she always left the clubs with some guy and go back to their place for several hours. Once she was dressed she grabbed a handful of condoms out of her dresser and tossed them into her purse and off we went to one of the local clubs. It was like almost every club I had ever been to before. The music was up way too loud and it was just about standing room only. Stacie led me to the dance floor and damn near pushed me out onto it. I did not feel like dancing at all but I knew that if I was dancing I would be concentrating on my moves and now how much things hurt. So with a little encouragement from Stacie who was already rubbing up on a guy who looked way to young to be in there I began dancing. I never failed to get people to move away from me as I spun and dipped to the music in perfect rhythm. Even songs I had never heard before I was able to fudge my way through it. Very soon I was sweating lightly which caused my "Dress" to cling to my body earning me whistles from the men and women who were watching me. After about five songs I needed a drink and a break so I headed off the dance floor to the soda bar and got me a coke and sat down at one of the few empty seats. "I have never seen a girl move like that before." I heard someone yell over the music. I looked over my shoulder and saw a young black girl with her hair pulled back in a tight tail looking at me. She was sweating also and I remember seeing her on the floor dancing almost as well as I was. I had also caught her looking me up and down and licking her lips several times. She told me her name was Jasmine as she reached to shake my hand. I took her hand in mine and was rewarded with one of the softest hands I had ever held. She sat down at the seat next to me and took my drink right out of my hand and took a few sips before setting it down on the table. We went about making small talk for about half an hour before Stacie came walking over to me with two young men following behind her. They both were looking her up and down then started looking at me and Jasmine and I knew what was on their minds. They wanted all three of us. Good fucking luck, no pun intended. Stacie told me she was taking off and to have a good time and that she would not be back to the room tonight. I called her a slut like always and she just laughed and walked away with both men following like lost dogs. Jasmine shook her head and said something about men being pigs and looked over at me and smiled. "Lets get the fuck out of here." She yelled to me. "I need some air." I'll be damned if I know why I followed her out of the club and I'd really be damned if I could tell you how we wound up standing in the doorway of my dorm room. But there we were I was trying to unlock the door but was having little success as Jasmine was running her hands all over my stomach and chest both above and under the cloth of my dress. My breath caught in my throat every time she would run her fingers over my bear nipples. Her lips kept brushing against the nape of my neck and ears as I continued to try and unlock the door. I could feel my pussy tingling and I realized how badly I needed a release. Finally I got the key into the lock and we damn near fell into the room. Jasmine was on me before the door was even closed and she was pealing my dress off of my shoulders as she locked her lips to mine and slipped her tongue into my mouth. She wasted no time in getting me nude then quickly stripped her dress off as well. She was very slim with small breasts. Her dark skin shown with a slight layer of sweat even though it was a rather cool night. Her nipples were standing up on her breasts and were simply begging to be played with. I wanted to just throw her on my bed and go to work on her nipples but she had the same idea and she pushed me backwards and I fell back on the bed with a suppressed grunt as she landed right on top of me. She straddled my hips and I could feel her shaved pussy begin to grind against my legs as she began kissing her way down my neck as she caressed my breasts with both hands. Moans were escaping from my mouth as she began licking and nibbling on my nipples. Her hands began moving their way down my body toward my sopping wet pussy. I was so eager for her touch that my hips were bucking on their own. Almost painfully slow her fingers moved down my body and finally grazed my swollen pussy lips. Now I really wish I could tell you that we had the best sex I had ever had bit that was not the case. Right after her fingers found my pussy my breath caught in my throat. However it was not because of her touch. The memory of my first night with Sara came into my mind and no matter how hard I tried I could not keep from breaking into tears and began crying. Jasmine was off of me real fast and was looking at me like I had just smacked her. I could not even stop crying long enough to explain to her what was happening to me. Almost faster than she has stripped her clothes off she was dressed and heading for the door saying something about whit girls being crazy. And just like that I was alone in my room crying my eyes out. Just like before only this time nude I curled up into a tight little ball and cried my eyes out. The only words that came out of my mouth were "Why?" I kept repeating that single word over and aver again until finally sleep overtook me and I fell into a dreamless sleep. Real Friend, Real Love Ch. 03 It was around six in the morning when Stacie finally dragged herself through the door waking me up as she fell flat on my bed. I could smell the beer wafting off of her and wrinkled my nose at it. I pulled the covers up over my body before turning to look at her. She smiled at me and waved a hello and I could tell she was still drunk. She started telling me about the night but with the alcohol running through her system and my simple lack of proficiency in Sign Language I really only understood a few words. I'm guessing she either finished telling me what she wanted to say or she just gave up because the next thing I knew she was pressing her lips to mine. I was shocked by this. Not only was she straight but the taste and smell of the beer was making me feel sick so I pulled away. She gave me a drunken smile before laying her head down on my pillow and passed out. I was in no mood to move her to her own bed not was I about to leave the warmth of my own bed so I simply turned around and went back to sleep before I started crying again. I was already feeling the sadness beginning to wash over me again. I awoke only a hour later when I felt the bed shift and Stacie's arm came around my body and her body scooted in closer to mine. I felt a tingle run up my spine and I smiled at the feeling of having someone's arms wrapped around me. Too bad Stacie was straight, I always thought she was rather cute. Stacie pressed her body against my bare skin and I felt an all new shudder run up my spine. I felt soft flesh against my back, Stacie was nude at least from the waist up. I took a minute to enjoy the feel of her breasts against my back and the feel of her hands. I could not stop myself from imagining the feel of her lips against mine without the beer taste and smell. I felt my nipples get hard as I fantasized about her lips and tongue kissing and licking them. My breathing was becoming increasingly fast and ragged and I began rubbing my legs together trying to keep my pussy from getting to wet. I was about ready to just turn over in the bed and pin her to it and make her finger fuck me until I was good and satisfied. I finally snapped out of my sexual fantasy when I felt her hand slowly start to move down my stomach towards my pussy and felt her lips on my shoulder. I pulled away from her wail I had the strength to do so and climbed off the bed and grabbed my robe throwing it around my body before turning back to look at her. She sat up wobbling slightly and let the covers fall off of her body showing off her breasts. She smiled drunkenly at me again before getting out of the bed and she was in fact completely nude. I could see the moisture on her bald pussy and I was getting more and more turned on by the second. I just knew that this was some kind of drunken fantasy that she was wanting to live out with me. And I was not about to give in. Her hands were much steadier than the were before and she told me very clearly that she wanted to have sex. I told her that I could not do that with her. The look on her face was one of Shock, Anger and sadness rolled into one. "Don't you think I am pretty?" She asked as her hands started to tremble again only I don't think its because of the beer. "Stacie you know I think you are pretty. Hell you are gorgeous." I told her as best I could. "Then why wont you have sex with me?" "There are two reasons. One you are straight. And two you are drunk." She looked at me for a minute before she slowly crossed the room to where I was standing and leaned in to kiss me. I pulled away again and told her that I was not going to do this with her. She was my friend and I did not want anything to come between that. She backed off a step or two before shaking her head. "Fuck you." She said before going to her own bed and covered herself completely with her sheets and pillow. I was too shocked to move. She had never gotten mad at me before. But I knew I was right. I knew that if we did have sex there would have been repercussions. The room was deathly silent which surprised me, I was expecting to hear her crying. But she must have passed out again. I knew for sure now that I was right for turning her down. I stripped my robe off again and quickly got dressed and left the room. I needed to think, I needed some time to clear my head, shit I needed to masturbate. Over the next several weeks Stacie and I grew apart. She stopped inviting me to go out to the clubs, she stopped asking if I wanted to go shopping or even to lunch. I was just waiting for the semester to end so I could request a new roommate just to ease the tension. Just a week before the end of the semester my birthday rolled around. Several of my friends gave me cards and small gifts. Sara's mom sent my a large bouquet of flowers. They were roses. Nineteen red roses and one white as a symbol of my twentieth birthday. Stacie said happy birthday to me and gave me a halfway hug as she was heading for her first class. I was glad she even remembered that it was my birthday. She had been rather cold to me for weeks. I left the room heading for my first class feeling a little better than I had been feeling since Sara had left me. I walked rather briskly to class and as soon as I walked through the door I heard someone yell "Get her". I looked around just as half the class let lose with water balloons aimed right at me. I had no hope of evading them. I just covered my face as they splattered all over me. Once the last one hit the second wave came from the opposite side of the room as the other half assaulted me with silly string and glitter. I was mad but happy at the same time. I did not know I was liked that much. Finally the class began singing the birthday song and just as they were finished all I saw was white. I closed my eyes for several seconds before turning around and saw Stacie standing there with an empty five pound bag of flower still held over my head. Pay back was going to be a bitch. I walked passed her and headed back towards the dorm to get a shower. I kept my eyes open for more water balloon snipers as I walked. I could hear Stacie chuckling behind me all the way back to the dorm. She grabbed my robe and hung it in the shower room and took my clothes to be washed as I washed all the crud out of my hair and off my body. I made it a fast shower and headed back down the hall with my robe tied loosely around me. There was a note tapped to the door handle that simply said "Close your eyes before you enter...Or else.". "Now what." Thought as I opened the door slowly. I did close my eyes for my own protection and was relieved when nothing hit me. I did since someone else in the room and whoever it was was standing right next to me. A pair of hands lightly touched the side of my head and then a soft pair of lips brushed against mine. "Open your eyes." Stacie said. I did as I was told and opened my eyes and saw something that took my breath away. The room was dimly lit by half a dozen candles and smelled like Lilies. Stacie was standing in front of me almost nude. Tied across her breasts was a thick ribbon that lopped around in the center of her breasts and went down to her pussy and back up between her ass like a thong and a giant red bow was placed right over her pussy. My mouth was hanging open as I looked her up and down. "Happy birthday" She said with a smile. "Would you like to open your present now?" "I thought you were not into women." I said much against my desires. "Amber, I am gay just like you." She said. "I never did anything with those men I left the clubs with. I just acted straight so you would not be tempted to mess with me when you were with Sara." That made sense to me. She raised her arms and gave a questioning look that asked if I was going to open my present or not. I did not need any convincing. I stepped up to her and pressed my lips to hers and instantly her tongue was in my mouth. Without the beer on her lips and breath her kiss was so very sweet. I ran my hands up and down her body over the ribbons for several minutes before stepping back just far enough to be able to pull on the tail end of the ribbon that was at her breasts. The whole thing came unraveled and fell to the floor leaving her completely nude. We resumed the kiss as my hands reached up and grabbed her breasts and began gently rubbing them paying close attention to her nipples making her moan into my mouth. Her own hands had found their way around my body and were digging into my ass cheeks as she tried to pull me closer and closer. We continued to kiss and grope each other for another several minutes before she pulled me closer to my bed and we fell back onto it with me coming to rest on top of her. Stacie let go of my ass and began wiggling one of her hands between our bodies to get to my pussy which by now was so wet I cold feel moisture dripping down my leg. I followed suit and let go of her left breast and wiggled my hand down to her pussy. We found each others clits at the same time and both of our breaths caught in our throats. Stacie was the first to recover and began gently but quickly rubbing her fingers in small circles over my clit making me moan into her mouth as I started grinding my hips against her to press her fingers harder against my clit. I started rubbing my fingers over her clit as well making her moan and groan with pleasure. Her free hand found its way to my breasts and started rubbing and pinching my nipple. She was driving me crazy, I needed to cum so bad and I could feel it building deep inside me. She must have known how bad I needed to cum because all of a sudden she began pressing harder on my clit and moved her hand faster quickly driving me over the edge. As my orgasm washed over me I slammed two fingers into Stacie's pussy dragging her over the edge with me. We were both moaning into each others mouths for nearly a minute before our orgasms subsided. I rolled off of her without taking my lips from hers and kept fighting with her tongue for domination of her mouth. We continued the tongue wrestling match for several minutes until we were both all horny again and this time Stacie took the top end and began kissing her way down my neck to my breasts. I sucked in air sharply as her lips and teeth came into contact with my hardened nipple. I wrapped my legs around her waste and moaned louder and louder as she alternated between sucking, licking and biting my nipples. I was feeling so good and could not believe how great Stacie was. I had never felt pleasure like that before. I was almost ready to cum again just by her playing with my nipples. Finally to keep from cumming to soon I gently pushed her off of my nipples. She looked me in the eyes and there was nothing but pure lust in her eyes. As fast as my hand could move I told her that I wanted her to fuck me. She smiled and began kissing her way down my body so slowly I actually pushed on her head to get her down to my pussy faster. Even once she was at my pussy she was teasing me. She planted gentle kisses on my legs and all around my pussy. I was thrusting my hips upwards begging her to fuck me. She kept teasing me by kissing all around my pussy and only so often she tongue would dart out of her mouth and glance off my clit sending shocks through my body. I was even starting to get angry and wanted to yell at her to stop teasing me but she would not have heard me. I finally had enough when she sucked my clit into her mouth and let it slip back out with a slight pop. I pushed her off of me and she fell backwards off the bed and onto the floor. I got off the bed and talked over to her as she was laying on the ground laughing and planted my pussy right over her mouth and grabbed her by the hair and told her in no uncertain terms that if she did not fuck me now I was going to rip out all of her hair before I beat her to death for teasing me. "You made me wait." She said. "Pay back is a bitch." I gave her hair a hard yank and pressed my pussy onto her mouth and finally she began licking my lips and clit making me groan and moan. I was jerking all around as she gave me the best oral sex I had ever had before. My hair was all over the place in a knotted mess. Stacie was digging her nails into my thighs almost hard enough to draw blood but I did not care I yanked on her hair harder and harder as I approached my second orgasm. Finally I pushed her head back against the ground as I came and splashed her face with my juices. She drank as much of it as she could before I was finally done and collapsed on top of her. I kissed her rather forcefully tasting my cum on her lips and tongue. Once I had recovered enough to think straight I apologized for being so rough only to find out that rough sex was a turn on for her. I smiled down at her and began moving down her body with the intent on fucking her as well a she had just fucked me. But she pulled me back up by my hair gently and kissed me before telling me we needed to get heading to class. Very reluctantly I got off of her and we cleaned ourselves up before getting dressed. Before we headed out into the hall we kissed again very sweetly and left the room leaving the candles to burn out on their own. A/N Yes that did happen. It was rather rough sex. We never had rough sex again because its not something I am into she just had me so fucking horny I was about to explode. Next chapter is the final one for this story. Real Friend, Real Love Ch. 04 Stacie and I continued to have a steady relationship for through the following year before I left college due to money problems. We were both sad to separate but in all the time we were together there were never any feelings other than friends between us. Yes the sex was great and we were great friends but we were never going to be anything more than that and we both knew it. So I moved back home with my mom and dad right across the street from Sara's mother. We hung out often and she was the one who bought me my first drink on my twenty-first birthday. I enjoyed the time we spent together because it made me feel closer to Sara even though we never talked about her. Three months after I moved back home I was sitting in a bar after a long day at work having a few beers and checking out a few of the girls in the bar. I don't thing any of them would have given me the time of day if I asked so I settled for just looking. I had not had sex with anyone since the day before I moved back home. Stacie had made sure to make me cum so many times I almost needed a wheelchair to get to my flight I was so tired. As I was sitting in the bar the DJ started his shift and started blasting music. I was feeling a little buzzed but not nearly enough to keep me from the dance floor. Like I always did I started breaking out all the dance moves I knew and some I made up on the spot. I was having a blast when I caught a rather hot looking blond looking at me seductively. I decided it was time for a beer and a break and walked off the dance floor to the bar and ordered my beer. As I was hoping the girl came walking up to me and sat in the stool next to me. "Those are some fancy moves." She said looking my right in the eyes with her clear blue eyes. "If a girl can do that on a dance floor it makes me wonder what other moves she has in her arsenal." "Plenty." I said making her chuckle. "I'm Kelly." "Amber." We sat and chatted for about an hour drinking beers until the whole room was spinning. I hated getting drunk. I always felt like shit in the morning, but the way things were looking I may be feeling like shit in the morning with someone next to me. Kelly was giggling like a schoolgirl and kept putting her hand on my arm or on my thigh. Finally she leaned in and nibbled softly on my ear. "How about you show me some of your moves." She whispered and nibbled on my ear again. "But I want you to show them to me in my room." That was all I needed to hear. We stood up stumbled our way to the door. She told me it was a short walk to her house so we could leave my car. That was good I was in no shape to drive anyway. She led me along the side of the bar pointing to the apartment complex half a block away. My pussy was getting wet with the anticipation of the sex that was about to take place. Suddenly she stoppend and turned around and grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to her and pressed her lips to mine. She grabbed my ass with both of her hands and held me tightly against her as her tongue slid passed my lips and into my mouth. We kissed for almost a minute before she broke away and took a quick step back. I heard movement behind me but it was already too late. A glass bottle came down hard on the back of my head sending me to the ground. I could hear two men and another women laughing then I was being kicked hard in the ribs. I looked up to Kelley for help and she was just looking down at me. "You fucking dyke." She said. "Did you really think you were going to fuck me?" She drew back her foot and kicked me right in the face. Instantly I was tasting blood I did not know if it was from the kick to the face or from the multiple kicks to the ribs. I stood no chance against the four of them and every time I tried to stand Kelly would kick me in the face again sending me back to the ground. They continued to kick and punch me as well as smash three more bottles over my face and head before one of the guys stomped on my arm. I felt the bones snap before whit hot pain shot up my arm. My only thought was that I was going to die in an ally way. The last thing I remember was seeing Kelly's foot coming right at my face again. I don't know how long I was out but when I came too there were flashing lights all around. I tried to look around but I could not move. I was on my back and there was a man leaning over me with his hands near my head. I thought he was going to strangle me. "Don't move ma'am I am a Paramedic we are going to take you to the hospital." I tried to talk but found that it hurt too much so I gave up. I was looking up at the night sky when I was rolled onto my side for the medics and police to get a backboard under me. As I was rolled I saw someone else laying on the ground. It was some guy and it looked to my like he had been shot. I later learned that it was one of my attacker who was shot by an officer who happened to spot the attack. I also later learned that the reason he had been shot was because he had a knife in his hand and looked like he was going to stab me. As they rolled me back down I say the night sky again before everything turned to black. I came too three days later in the intensive care unit of the hospital. It was the middle of the night and I was hurting all over. For some reason I moved my tongue to my lips I guess to see if I had a spit lip but instead I found that I was missing four teeth, two from the top and two from the bottom. Kelly's work I guessed. I tried to sit up but the pain that shot through my body made me give up real fast. I groaned loudly as I came back down on the pillow. Even before the pain stopped there was a nurse standing over me with a rather concerned look on her face. She yelled out for a Doctor and he came running over to my bed as well. "I love bedside service." I said very weakly. They both chuckled a little and told me I was lucky to be alive after the beating I took. The doctor told me that some of my family and friend had been her for days on end and one of them had refused to leave but she was sleeping in the waiting room for the time being. Sara's mom I guessed. The nurse walked away as the Doctor started giving me the grocery list of injuries I had sustained. Four broken ribs, a punctured lung, cracked skull, four missing teeth, my right arm was broken in three places both my legs were broken and three vertebrate in my back were broken. But he assured me that I was not paralyzed. "Well gee and here I was thinking I was hurt." I said through clinched teeth. The Doctor laughed again and held up a needle and told me that he was going to give me something for the pain. I called him the candy man making him laugh again. All at once the pain seemed to vanish and the light of my room flickered on. "Amber!" I heard a panicked but heavenly voice yell. Sara came running up to my bed damn near knocking the Doctor over to get to me. He aimed the empty needle at her in a mock threatening manner but she completely ignored him. There were tears in her eyes as she reached to take my hand I shrieked when she grabbed it. "Oh yeah and you have a broken finger as well." The Doctor said before walking out of the room. "Oh baby I am so sorry." Amber said. "Don't call me baby Sara." I said. "You left me for a guy remember?" "I know and it was the dumbest fucking thing I have ever done. I never stopped thinking about you but I was too scared to call or write because I figured you hated me." "How did you find out I was here?" "My mom called me at three in the morning and told me what happened. I caught the next flight here." She went on to tell me that she had never left my side the whole time she had been her until one of the security guards told her that is she did not go into the waiting room and get some sleep he was going to remover her from the hospital all together. I didn't even count how many times she apologized for leaving me or how many times she told me that she loved me. I was beginning to feel a little light headed from the morphine. One of the last things I remember was Sara saying she was sorry and asking me to take her back. Then I slipped into a morphine induced sleep. My recovery took a full year before I was back to normal. I even had false teeth implanted all of which was paid for by Kelly and her friends families. They all were sentenced to ten years for attempted murder and shipped off to prisons. All throughout my recovery and rehabilitation Sara was right there holding my hand all the way. Finally we made the choice to move in together and we got a small apartment a few miles from our parents homes and settled into a life that we both were very happy with. Stacie and I kept in contact and she would come to visit once or twice a year the sex was never dull and Sara loved having three ways. It was a few years later when Sara came home late from work with a packet in her hands. She gave me a kiss like always and sat down at the table with the packet in her hands as I served up dinner. I had not worked since the day of my attack and played the roll of house wife in a way. Sara and I were not married nor had the topic ever come up we just took it for granted. I set her plate in front of her and took a look at the packet she was reading. It was an Army enlistment packet. "What is this baby?" I asked pulling a chair up next to her. "I am enlisting in the Army." Sara said without looking up from the papers. "What? Baby don't you think you should have talked to me about this?" "Its not official. Just something I really want to do." "I still thing you should have brought this up to me." "Do I fucking need your permission to take a shit too?" Sara yelled as she slammed the packet shut and looked up at me. I just took a step back and looked at her with my mouth agape. I felt a lump grow in my throat as tears filled my eyes. I turned and ran down the hall into our bedroom leaving my dinner untouched. I fell on our bed and began crying like the night she had left me all over again. A minute later Sara came into the room and kneeled by my side. "I'm sorry Amber. I should have talked to you but I was afraid you would freak out." She said as she stroked my hair. "Baby I don't care if you go into the Army I just wish you would have told me" I cried. "I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm really stressed about this." It was a few minutes later before I was composed enough to talk about her decision. She was already talking to a recruiter. And was looking into an Artillery position. We went out and ate dinner and talked more about her decision. That was a very long night for me. We talked most of the night away and had lots of sex in between topics. It was three weeks later when we found ourselves saying good bye once again only this time I was done at our little apartment. She could not be seen kissing another woman with the Anti gay rule the Military has. I hugged her and cried my eyes out until she pulled away saying she had to go but swore to write every chance she got. And just like that she was gone again. I made due the best I could by getting my old job back working at a grocery store and waited for Sara's letters to come. A/N This is the end of this story. The next one is called Mending a broken heart. Its the final story in this saga. At least for now. This is all happining to me now.