Sage Girl Monologue

Her head tilted forward, intending to press her supple lips against mine. All I could see was her delicate face, as her sapphire blue eyes gleamed in the light. When the chorus of the song playing on my phone came on, it intensified the moment and boosted our energy. Sage's hunger for lust was the only thing I could focus on at the moment. Her beauty was breathtaking. Then, I remembered something. I backed away from her and stood up.

"Sage we need to stop. NOW!" I urged.

"Why? Everything feels so perfect right now," she replied as her lips curved upwards into a bright smile.

"Come on just one more minute." She then passionately pulled me back in.

The music was getting louder, and I could not refrain from stopping Sage.

Suddenly, my mother

When you turned off the music on your phone, I think you accidentally dialed my number. I'm trying to say that I heard the entire conversation you two had, so I understand why you haven't interacted with me. You were afraid of getting caught again," she said as her voice crackled in between each sentence. Even though she was extremely calm, I knew that she was feeling quite emotional. "I-----" "You love me. I know." She had finished my incomplete thought. After all this time, she waited for me. Me, an antisocial 5 ft. 5 brunette with an average personality. Sage knew that I wasn't ready to come back to her, so she was patient and considerate. "My mom might disapprove of us, but last night she said she wants for a guy to love me more than anything. You might not be a guy, but I know that you also love me just as much." I explained to her, anticipating for a response.

"Well, Ella if your mom said that us being homosexual would send us to hell after we die, I say let’s own it. I’d rather take the highway to hell, than a long and tiring stairway to heaven, if you know what I mean,” she said as her right eye winked at me.

The way that she referenced two of the best 70’s rock songs into her response is what made me admire her even