Caught

*Warning: Strong Language.*

"I…thought we…were taking… slow."

I say cuddling next to Michelle, both of us out of breath.

"I couldn't…wait any longer, besides it's pretty clear that we are girlfriends right?"

"Yeah."

My phone rings, picking it up, I instantly panic seeing that it's my mother calling.

"Shit." I whisper under my breath though Michellea managed to catch it.

"What's wrong?'' she asks.

Since we are working on our relationship I don't want to lie to her.

"It's my mom. I'm just going to hang up."

"No, she'll be worried. You don't have to tell her everything, just let her know that you are safe."

I answer the phone and I'm greeted with my mother's lovely voice.

"AMANDA HARPER COLLINS WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!"

"I'm-"

"AND DON'T TRY TO SAY THAT YOU ARE WITH YOUR FRIENDS BECAUSE I ALREADY CONTACTED THEIR PARENTS AND THEY ARE BOTH AT LISA'S HOUSE WITHOUT YOU SO TELL ME THE TRUTH. WHERE ARE YOU!"

"Mom calm down, I'm…at Michelle's."

"Bullshit, what would you be doing over there?"

"Um…"

Michelle nods and mouths

"It's okay."

She takes my phone.

"Hi, Linda."

"Michelle? Why are you with Amanda?"

"We were going to surprise you but we might as well tell you now."

Wait, she's not going to tell her about us, is she?

"Amanda talked to me about what she wanted to do after graduation.

She showed interest in my work so I've been taking her to work and explaining what I do.

Right now I'm treating her to dinner before taking her home."

"You don't have to bring her home, I'll go pick her up."

"Actually tomorrow is going to be a busy day. I was thinking of bringing Amanda along to show her how the job is when it's busy. I'm going to work early in the morning so would it be okay for Amanda to sleep over?"

"I guess that's fine… I should bring her a change of clothes though. I'll be there in a bit."

"There's no need, Amanda came prepared. I'll bring her home around noon tomorrow."

"Okay then. I'll see you then Michelle bye."

"Bye Linda. Would you like to say goodbye to Amanda as well?"

"Sure."

Michelle passes the phone back to me.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Amanda for god's sake don't embarrass me. Okay?!"

"Okay I won't. Bye." I responded.

She hangs up and I put my phone away.

"That was a close" I say.

"Yeah although we'll have to tell her eventually or at least I hope so." Michelle responds.

"Me too."

I give her a quick kiss and we talk more until we both fall asleep.

Michelle's POV

I hear someone gently knock and then enter my office.

"Michelle, there's someone here to see you." Abby says.

I figured it was Linda again.

"Tell her that I'm busy."

"Um, okay."

Abby turns to leave but before she closes the door she says "She'll be disappointed though. She even got you lunch."

Linda brought me lunch? I don't think so.

"Wait Abby! Did you get a name."

"Yeah, Amanda."

"Oh! Please send her in."

Moments later Amanda walks in my office holding a bag with two food containers.

"Amanda, what are you doing here? aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"Yeah I kinda ditched with my friends."

"What! don't do that. School is important."

"I know but I wanted to have lunch with you. Are you busy? I brought us some Chinese food. It's from a place near our school."

I am pretty busy at the moment but I can't say no to her.

"Sure, I can take a break."

I clear my desk and spread the food across it.

…

"Mmmh I'm stuffed." I say leaning back on my chair.

Amanda giggles and starts to clean up.

"I'll do that later. Come here." I stretch out my arms.

Amanda walks around my desk and I pull her down onto my lap.

I place my hand on her chin and I lift her face up to kiss her.

She looks over at the door.

"It's okay."

I say before clicking a button on the phone on my desk.

"Abby, I'm having lunch with my…friend, hold my calls and make sure no one comes into my office please."

"Okay, no problem." Abby replies.

We soon get lost in each other's lips.

We get more and more passionate. Amanda’s hands travel all over my body. I do the same as she unbuttoned my shirt and begins placing kisses along my chest.

I love it when she seems to want it as much as me.

I throw my head back as her teeth make contact with my neck.

Suddenly the door bursts open and I hear Abby's voice say "No mam you can't go in there."

I look towards the door to find a very shocked Linda staring back at me.

I quickly realized the severity of the situation.

I close my shirt with my hand although it's already too late.

"MOM! What are you doing here?" I felt Amanda stiffen.

I can tell that Linda is ready to go off.

Amanda gets off me and I make my way to Linda.

"Please Linda not here. Not at my workplace please."

She takes a look at Amanda and then at me before storming off.

I look towards Abby "I'm really sorry this happened."

"It's okay," she says, leaving and closing the door behind her.

I turn and see Amanda crying.

I pretty much run to her and I wrap my arms around her.

"It's okay, it'll be fine."

"No it won't. She'll kill me."

I can't help but cringe. A daughter should never be made to feel that way. I realize how lucky I was to have a good mother. I've known Linda all my life so I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

"She won't, I won't let that happen."

"I can't go back home. What am I going to do, where am I going to stay."

"You can stay with me. Until your mother calms down. Okay?"

"Okay."

I continue to hold Amanda as she sobs into my shoulder.

I end work early and I take Amanda home with me.

After dinner I got a text from Linda.

(Where is she?)

"How will I make it to school tomorrow and what am I going to wear?"

I look up from my phone at Amanda.

"What about the clothes you've left here?"

"They aren't necessarily clothes that I'd wear to school."

"Hmm okay. I'll go pick you up some clothes from your house."

"Wait, what about my mom?"

"I'll take the chance to talk to her and maybe calm her down. Just tell me what you want me to bring you."

"I'll come with you."

"Amanda you don't have to."

"I'll have to face her sooner or later and I won't be able to face her alone. Let's talk to her together."

"Okay, let's go."

After arriving at Linda's place I park the car and ask Amanda to wait while I go in first.

"Let me make sure she calms down a bit. I don't want her harming you."

She reluctantly agreed. I walked to the front door and it opened before I could even knock.

"Where's Amanda?" Linda attempted to sound stern but I could tell she's been crying, her eyes are swollen and red.

"In the car I want to talk first."

"About what? About you fucking my daughter?"

"We where-"

"What? Feeling each other up? That it? Well I guess I'm over reacting then."

"Linda, calm down."

"Fuck you Michelle!

All this time I thought that someone boy finally found her attractive enough to have sex with her and it turns out she was fucking you! My so-called friend. You are fucking disgusting you know that? What? You couldn't have me so you brainwashed my daughter. You are lucky I don't call the cops.

You know what. Get the fuck away from me my house and Amanda."

"I'll be taking Amanda in for a while."

"The hell you are. I'm not letting you anywhere near her."

"That's not up to you."

"Yeah right. Ugh I can't even look at you. How could you do this to me?"

"I didn't do anything to you Linda, it's not always about you."

"Whatever, I'm not letting you inside and I'm not letting you ruin my daughter. She can come in but not you."

"MOM! Stop. Leave Michelle alone. I turn as Amanda approaches us. I wonder how much of that she heard."

Amanda hands me

my keys and says

"It's fine don't worry. I'll get my stuff and meet you back at the car okay."

"What if she hurts you?"

"Oh my god! I have never laid a hand on her."

"That's not the only way to hurt someone. You of all people should know that."

"Wow, you are still a little bitch." Linda retorts.

"Mom enough!"

"I'll be out here just in case. I say as Amanda walks inside."

Linda shuts the door hard and I'm left there nervous and really worried for Amanda.

AMANDA’S POV

I walk past my mother and head towards my room.

She grabs my hand before I can make it past the living room.

"We need to talk."

"Let go of me, we'll talk when you calm down."

"I'm not letting you walk out of this house."

"I'm leaving with Michelle, you can't prevent that."

"She's confusing you for her own good don't you get it."

"You are the one who doesn't get it. I'm gay, I've known for a while now before I even met Michelle."

"Will talk about that later but sit down let me tell you what I mean."

I know I should just grab my things but she's my mother. I should at least listen to what she has to say.

"Amanda, Michelle is just using you to get back at me."

"What are you talking about?"

"She…when we were young she…we had sex."

I can't describe the feeling that ran through my body hearing my mother say that. Could she be lying?

"I of course hated it. So I broke it off with her." she continued.

"Since then she has desperately tried to get back with me and since I rejected her she probably thinks of getting revenge on me by tricking you into being with her."

"Michelle didn't trick me mom. I wanted to be with her. It was my choice and so is leaving with her. I head to my room and fill my backpack with as many clothes as it can hold and make my way to the front door still thinking about what my mother had said.

My mother tries to block the door.

"I told you that you weren't leaving this house."

I hear Michelle jiggle the doorknob and knock. I manage to unlock the door and Michelle opens it.

"Is everything okay?" Michelle asks.

"Yeah ,I say trying to squeeze past my mother."

Michelle grabs my hand and pulls me towards her.

I'm almost out of the doorway when I feel my mother grab my other hand and tries to pull me back.

"Mom! Let go."

"No, I'm not letting her near you."

"Linda please. I'll take care of her until you calm down."

"Fuck you!"

After being used as the rope for a while in this tug-of-war Michelle uses her long legs to kick my mom's hand causing her to let go of me.

"Run!"

I scream, booking it towards Michelle's car.

Michelle had a shocked look on her face before following me.

She unlocks the door and turns the car on as soon as she gets in.

She sped up even though my mother wasn't even chasing us.

She slows down at a stop sign a couple of blocks from my house.

"Are you okay?"

Michelle asks

"Yeah."

"She didn't hurt you or anything?"

"No, she was surprisingly calm. well as calm as she can be. I was expecting my eardrums to rupture as soon as she closed the door."

As Michelle drove I couldn't help but remember what my mother said.

"Ha, you know what she told me?"

"Hmm?"

"That you and her…were intimate at one point and that you were dating me because she rejected you."

Michelle didn't say anything for a moment before replying

"I am not dating you because of her. I really like you Amanda."

"I know I just think it was funny that she would make that up…that you two had slept together."

Michelle again goes quiet.

"She made that up right?...Michelle? Y-you didn't… She made it up right?

Michelle answer me!"