Vilde
It was a familiar position Vilde and Eva found each other in. Kissing in the corner of a party with Vilde’s giggling each time they gasped for air. Eva quickly reclaimed the other girl’s lips and continued kissing them.
The party around them was the last thing on Eva’s mind. Vilde’s lips were known terroity to Eva and she did her usual move to make Vilde gasp and when she did Eva depend the kiss.
Vilde pulled slightly away with a smile on her lips. She pulled out her vibrating phone.
"It is just Magnus," Vilde said while typing a response.
Eva nodded. She honestly didn't care that much about Vilde and Magnus' new thing, but Vilde seemed to think about it 24/7.
Vilde was still typing.
"So, how are things going with you and Magnus?"
“Good,” Vilde didn’t look up from her phone. Eva couldn’t help herself and leaned forward to see what Vilde and Magnus was chatting about.
Mostly squishy boring stuff and… wow was that Magnus attempting a sext? Eva giggled a little, it was true that straight guys really didn’t know what turned girls on.
The name on the chat caught Eva’s attention “Kjærster”. Vilde finally put her phone away.
“Isn’t a little awkward to call him your boyfriend if you are not exclusive?” Eva didn’t mean for it to come off as rude as it did.
“Well, we are exclusive,” Vilde was caught off guard by her question, “why would you think we weren’t exclusive?”
Eva’s jaw dropped.
“What do I mean?” Eva pointed at herself, “what do you mean about you being exclusive! We just made out!”
Vilde looked down with a confused look on her face.
“It doesn’t mean anything when it is with a girl, silly,” Vilde punched Eva’s arm playfully, obviously trying to change the mood.
“What do you mean with it doesn’t mean anything?” Eva didn’t have feelings for Vilde (maybe, probably. Eva didn’t want a relationship was more correct to say), but hearing Vilde saying that them kissing meant less because she was a girl upset her.
“It just doesn’t,” Vilde sighed, “it is not like we are gay or anything.”
“I can’t believe you,” Eva searched for words to explain what she wanted to say. The air between them grew charged.
An akward silence developed between the two of them.
“I am bisexual,” Eva blurted it out, “I like boys and girls. And your comment annoys me because…”
Eva’s mind went blank. She didn’t know what to say, how to explain.
Vilde looked at her.
“I..” Vilde ran her hand through her hair, “I didn’t know you were bisexual.”
“Yeah, I am,” Eva replied.
“I didn’t mean to say anything,” Vilde looked Eva straight into her eyes, “you know that might have annoyd you. It is just when I kiss you, it just feels so different from kissing Magnus."
Vilde sighed.
“That is sort of the problem,” Eva said, “when you say that kissing girls doesn’t matter as much as kissing boys. When you say Magnus won’t care if you kiss me, you are indirectly saying that what I feel for girls isn’t as important as what I feel for boys.”
Eva took a deep breath.
“I don’t know if I will end up with a boy or a girl, but I would like to know that my friend supports me and knows I am not making anything up,” Eva said. Vilde was avoiding meeting her eyes.
Eva picked up her purse, she had lost it on the floor when she and Vilde made out.
“One more thing though,” Eva turned back to Vilde, “you said it felt different then kissing Magnus. Good or bad different?”
Vilde finally looked at her.
“I am not sure.”