forum "Why Do You Only Ever Call Me When You're High?" (O/O) (MATURE) (Closed, stalkers welcome!)

Started February 06, 2021 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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Isolde was pretty tired, it had been a long week, but- she always found herself leaping into action whenever she received a message from Eva saying Usual spot? or Can I stay the night? She was… always there- eager to please and help her closest friend. She loved Eva with all her heart… but of course, she was the dumbass that fell in love with a girl content with an abusive boyfriend. But it wasn't like she could go up to Eva and say "Hey, I like you, I've wanted to make out with you since middle school, dump your boyfriend." So she found herself simply following around like a puppy. Not that she cared, so long as she was with her friend. Pom Pom was currently in her lap, panting happily after the long run. A small bowl of water for him to drink from sat beside her. Clouds of smoke puffed into the air from her lips as she waited for Eva.

Eva rushed out of her work after her shift ended, since eventhough she was well off she still liked to work; especially since she worked at a dog shelter at the moment. Immediately texting Isolde to meet a their spot, god she would never get sick of saying their spot. Their spot, the spot where Eva had tried to work up the nerve to finlly kiss her in grade eight, or again in grade ten (failing miserably both times). Almost getting hit by a car, Eva looked up, backing out of the street and letting the car pass before rushing over to her own, hair catching the sun.
Once she'd finally made it home she threw open the back gate, leaving her car on. Like it was a habit, Eva let a huge sigh out when she saw Isolde sitting on the lip of the bowl that they'd graffitied so many times half of it wasn't even legible.

"Hiii!" Eva cheered as she came up behind her plopping down next to her and stealing the roll of whatever she had in her hand and taking a long drag. "How was your dayy?"

Isolde was listening to their usual playlist, her eyes shut in content as she blew out another puff of smoke from her lips. She glanced up when the other came closer, a bright smile on her lips. "Hey." She offers the cigarette to the other and relaxed. Pom Pom leaped at Eva, pressing kisses all along her cheeks before settling into her lap and relaxed. She chuckles and sits up a little, turning the music down slightly and turning to her friend. "The usual. Work, School. Training. How was work?" She asks curiously, taking the cigarette and taking another drag of it again. This was always her favorite part of the day. She hummed and relaxes again, and hummed along with the music. This had always been their spot, their safe haven. No abusive boyfriends, no stupid world surrounding them, no dead beat parents, just… them.

Giggling and holding Pom Pom in her arms, Eva held up her hand to ask for a smoke again. She only ever smoked when she knew she wouldn't be seeing Damien for the rest of the day; plus, it'd been a hard day at work.
"It was… well, it was work. Misogynistic men and all. I don't wanna talk about it right now." Sighing, she simply leaned into Isolde and took a hit while the other was still holding the cigarette, looking up at her through her lashes. Pulling away and blowing out the smoke after a second or two, the smaller lady rested her head on Isolde's shoulder.
"Could I spend the night at yours? My parents are out of town again and it's gonna be lonely." The question was barely a question at this point, both of them knowing she kept a toothbrush at her place already.

Isolde hands the cigarette to her, leaning back a little bit as she listened to Eva talk about her day. She nods and slowly pulls Eva close to her, her eyes gentle as she played with Eva's hair. Once Eva had taken a hit, Isolde took one as well, her eyes softening when she heard the question. She nods and smiles a little bit, "Of course you can. You're more than welcome to stay with me whenever you need. Do you want me to get out the extra mattress or do you want to sleep on my bed?" She asks curiously, offering the rest of the cigarette to her. Pom Pom barked softly, cuddling closer to Eva in demand of more attention. Isolde glanced down at her friend, tracing Eva's jaw with her calloused fingers. She was surprisingly soft with the people that she cared for. And she was very soft with Eva. "What movie do you want to rent tonight. And do you want to get high or drunk?"

"I wanna sleep with you if that's ok". Her innocent mind didn't pick up on what it sounded like, leaning further into the warmth of her body. Sighing and breathing her in, Eva looked up at her with those alluring eyes that silently begged for Isolde to kiss her. She knew she'd never do it, she was far too respectful to help her cheat, but just looking up at her, with those lips so close to her face…
When Pom Pom barked she snuffed out of it, her smile brightening as she accepted the kisses from the little fluff ball.
Eva's face turned a baby pink when the other traced her fingers along her jawline.
"Uh, high sounds good. Y-yea… do you have anything at home or do I need to call Stella? Also, I heard interstellar is a good movie."

She nods as she keeps a firm grip on her friend. The word felt bitter in her mind. She wanted to kiss the girl in her arms senseless. She wanted to hold Eva, but Eva's stupid boyfriend was in the way. Besides, Isolde would never hurt Eva, unlike her boyfriend. Isolde… had never dated anyone. She had the occasional fling but… she only ever wanted Eva. Eva was all she ever thought about, ever since they met. "Of course. We can make a pillow fort." She snickers. That usually meant a pillow fight and Isolde got to see Eva smile. She glances down at Isolde and sucks in a deep breath. She looked so kissable, those plump lips practically begging Isolde to capture them- She startles out of it when Pom Pom broke the tension, a small smile on her lips. "I have stuff home, and sounds like a plan." She chuckles quietly, ruffling Eva's hair gently. She relaxed again, looking up at the sky. This was their place… their comfort zones. She looked at ease here with her friend beside her.

"A pillow fort sounds good. I found a new playlist that would be good to listen to. I wanna try out a few things while high too."

Truth was, she wanted to try out many things while high. But she'd only ever admitted to the PG13 ones. Scratching Pom Pom right between the ears, she picked the upper up, sitting up and grabbing her bag. "Should I go inside to get PJs?" It really was a rhetorical question. She slept better with the wonderful scent of Isolde floating around her. She loved living in the other's clothes.

She laughs and nods, a small smile on her lips, "You know I love the music you always choose." She boops the others nose gently before humming and stretching out against the concrete before slowly sitting up and getting ready to go. She grabbed Pom Pom's leash, as well as his bowl and placing it in her bag. "Nah, don't worry about the pj's. I have some hoodies at home." By some she really meant that hoodies took up at least half of her closet. Not to mention Eva looked so cute and comfortable curled up in hoodies that were too big for her. "Come on. Are we walking or driving?" She asks curiously.

"Driving. I'm so exhausted from this entire day. I'm so happy it's the weekend. Oh uh, did you want me to drive?" She asked this politely, knowing the other had a rather long day as well. "Ok, I mean your hoodies are much more comfortable than mine."
Eva stood up slowly, careful not to disrupt her iron deficiency in the process.

She nods and smiles, ruffling Eva's hair gently. "I figured you'd say as much. And don't worry about it, I can drive." She stood a little bit and smiled, "That's because I go for quality and quantity." She laughed warmly, adjusting her glasses against her face. She didn't really need them, they more had sentimental meaning to her. She sets Pom Pom down and puts him on his leash before offering her hand. "Shall we then?" She asks cheerfully, taking Eva's hand anyways, her hair swaying back and forth as she walked over to Eva's car. "You left it running again." Isolde glances at Eva… yes… her days were always brighter when she got to spend time with her closest friend… that word still felt bitter in her mind. Eva's stupid boyfriend… the only thing that refrained her from punching that mans face in was because he was dating Eva.

"As being the quantity type of friend, I can vouch for that statement." Eva teased as she walked alongside the pair, hand in hand with the one woman she so desperately loved but hated herself for loving all at the same time. Looking down at her feet when she glanced over at her to remark on how her car was still on, Eva shoved Isolde just a little bit before going to shut it off quickly.
"I know… shut up." Her reply was nothing short of a giggle as she hopped in and out of her car in a flash, shutting and locking the doors behind her.
Slipping into the passenger seat of Isolde's car, she placed Pom Pom onto her lap and secured her seatbelt into place. "To infinity, and beyond!"

She laughed a little bit, squeezing Eva's hand gently with affection. She adored Eva, she couldn't be more grateful for the woman beside her. She had been there for Isolde through so many rough patches, had guided her through so many things. She was helplessly in love with a woman that was already taken. She laughed a little bit as she watched her friend turn off her car before laughing a bit at the cute reply. Eva was always so cute when she was "mad" Isolde always saw it as precious. Pom Pom "awooed" in agreement, happily settling into Eva's lap. Isolde chuckles before getting into the drivers seat, hooking up her phone and starting the car. She turned on their playlist. It had evolved and changed over the years, but it was their playlist. Their music that they knew by heart. They shared practically everything… but Isolde never confessed. She knew that Eva was bi. But by the time she had mustered up the courage to ask Eva out, her dick of a boyfriend had already swept her off her feet. Isolde once again, forced her heart back into her chest, and locked it there. But it still ached, still yearned for the woman that she still held hands with as they drove. Still yearned to taste her lips, still yearned to take her on dates and make her smile. But for now, all she could do was stay best friends with the woman she adored so much. They made it to her apartment and she smiles a bit, "What do you wanna do first?" She asks, turning her car off and hopping out.

(I think I have a plot thing in mind)

Shoving the thoughts into the back of her head, Eva let her thumb rub against Isolde's hand as she drove, bringing it to her other hand on her lap almost absentmindedly. She could never tell if it was her hands that were always cold or Isolde's, but whenever they held hands it sent shivers down her spine.
The real reason she'd gotten into the relationship with her boyfriend was to try her best to forget about her feelings for Isolde, but the truth was that it had only made them stronger. Day by day it was getting harder to control herself, to keep herself from doing the thing she despised the most, cheat.
Then again, what's the harm? It's not like he hasn't done it before. Shaking the thought out, she focused on the music, a little too tired to sing but not tired enough to reject vibing. "Huh, I don't know. We could go grab some snacks for munchies?"

(Ou? Tell me!)

Isolde loved holding hands with Eva, her hand always fit so perfectly in hers. She wanted so badly to bring Eva's hands to her lip and press slow and soft kisses along her finger tips, wanted to kiss up her arm, and - no- enough of that. She had a boyfriend- an abusive ass boyfriend. A boyfriend that she wanted to beat to a fucking pulp because of how he treated her. She had heard about the cheating, the lying, and she knew that Eva's boyfriend didn't use a condom, didn't care about safety. Isolde had been pining after Eva for so long… had wanted to kiss her senseless for so long… Eva was so loyal to that bastard, and yet he treated her like a ragdoll. She hated him for it. Eva deserved the world.
She snickers, "I thought you might say that. I picked up your favorites before I got your text." She hops out of the car once they were at her apartment, letting Eva out as well. "Come on then. Let's go get high."

(Damn it I thought I wrote it down but I didn't and now I forget it! I'm so sorryyy :((( )

"Let's go get high."

She sat there for a moment, just looking at their hands with a little bit of pain in her heart. Those hands, those gentle, kind, beautiful hands that had held her every time he'd hurt Eva, every single time. Those hands that she would never be able to hold in the ways she wanted to hold them because of all those threats her boyfriend had dolled out over time. She hated him with her whole body, but she still forced herself to love him, to try and find the good in it.
Eva couldn't be the one to let go first, so she sat there, thinking. Wanting to lean over and press her lips to Isolde's and simply let Isolde make her forget her own name. Squeezing her thighs together at the thought, she looked up at the other, watching her eyes and waiting for her next move.

(It's okie! If you remember feel free to let me know!)

She noticed the look on Eva's face and gently pulled her out of the car and into a tight hug. "I've got you." She murmured quietly, her eyes soft as she held her best friend. "I always do." She murmured. She smiles and pulls away to look at Isolde for a moment, squeezing her hand as Pompom hopped out of the car as well. She locks the car and guides Eva up to her apartment. She was on the middle floor luckily. She unlocks her door and pushes it open, letting Eva in first and then watching Pom Pom enter as well. She shut the door behind them and walked to the kitchen where she kept some of her stash. "How high do we want to get tonight?" She asks curiously, glancing over at the other.

"High, but not mushroom high. Does that make sense?" She walked up the stairs with the little dog in her arms, following the other and waiting for her to open the door. "Like, the type of high that makes you a little more aware, but not on the verge of greening out." She laughed at her explanation, placing Pom Pom down on the apartment floor and stepping in. Taking her shoes off, Eva watched her walk over to the kitchen as she pulled a bag of papers from her own purse. "Just got strawberry-flavoured ones," she held the zip-lock baggie up in the air triumphantly for a moment before sliding over to the kitchen.

She laughs and nods, "Yeah. I understand that." She felt the same. Isolde didn't want to get high to the point where she couldn't remember. She feared that if she ever got high she'd let something slip. She feared losing Eva. She feared that she might say something to the woman so dear to her. She laughs a bit and grabs a glass and filled it with water, downing it before glancing at Eva. "Hell yes! Best kind, no cap." She hugged Eva gleefully. Pom Pom barked and circled around them happily. She giggles a bit and turns on their music again, dancing in the kitchen before going and locking the door, opening a window and shutting blinds. She only wanted time with Eva and the world wasn't going to interrupt that.