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Chapter 9 by Leavemebe Leavemebe

You?

Huh.

"Me?" you asked dumbly.

She nodded. A slow nod, as if unsure about it herself. "Yeaaah. I was jogging by, and I happened to see you through the window. And I," Maria stumbled, like she was trying to make sense of her own words. "-I felt like, like I just had to talk to you."

You coughed lightly, unsure of what to say at that. "Well, what did you want to talk about?"

She seemed to genuinely be struggling, like she was fighting some great fight in her mind and no one was winning. She sat there stewing, before finally saying, "I just wanted to say that, that..." she closed her eyes. "That I love you."

Your sense of deja-vu struck you like hammer. Two hot chicks, one you barely knew, the other a complete stranger, but both way out your league, had confessed their love for you. In the same day, for heaven's sake!

You sat for a while, brain reeling, your bewilderment fighting your hormones, trying to find something intelligent to say.

"Well, I...I'm flattered. Really!" you stammer, "But surely there are lots of better looking guys than me out there."

Maria made a sort of snort and shook her head. "No, there aren't."

"Excuse me?"

"No there aren't," she said her, voice twisted with some emotion you didn't think even she understood, "I've seen guys, been friends with guys with more muscles, better builds or look more 'attractive' but I've never felt anything for them." She sounded both confused and convicted at the same time.

Something niggled in the back of your mind, but before you could say something, she continued.

"I-I'm gay. Lesbian. The thought of doing anything with a guy before made me sick, but now, now I can't stand the thought of doing it with anyone else but you!"

She sounded genuinely bewildered, scared even. But impassioned. And here she was baring herself to you.

How do you react?

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