Daria Porn Story: Finding Your Feelings – Chapter 2

And The Best Friend Says…

You two broke up? She would have dropped her paintbrush, but over the
years shed gotten enough shocking news while painting (Im getting
married again. Wind says. Im having another baby. Summer says. Im
moving to Venezuela. Penny says.)

Yeah. I dont really know how it happened either. Daria was flipped
upside-down over the edge of the bed, like she always did when she was in
deep thought. Shed removed her jacket, because the A/C was on the fritz
and it was blazing hot. Her glasses had kept slipping off her nose, so
shed removed them too. She looked strangely vulnerable: eyes wide with
confusion at what she seemed to be so casually shrugging off, hair
glistening and slightly wavy from the sweat, fingers curled around some
imagined thing in the air in front of her, gesticulating as she spoke. We
were just sitting there, and he asked why I wasnt talking… she trailed
off, as shed done many times in the last 15 minutes of trying to explain.

You know, I cant believe you ruined MY chance at him only to dump him.
Janes smirk was present in her voice. Cause you just KNOW I have this
weakness for rich snobs with wandering eyes.

Daria gave a small twitch of the lip, which Jane knew was as close to a
smirk as Daria usually got. Yeah Im sorry about that. He was the best
snob Ive ever known. I just hope you can recover.

Jane swooned dramatically and put a hand to her forehead. Daria chuckled.

When Jane righted herself, she saw Trent in the doorway. She almost
panicked, because she knew that if Trent came in Daria would never finish
her story. She gave Trent her best Be Silent! look, which he usually
ignored when Daria was around, but this time he nodded and moved to the
side of the door, out of sight.

Luckily, without her glasses on, and concentrating so intently on her
fingers, Daria didnt catch any of their exchange. She continued I just
told him that I wasnt talking because we were running out of things to
say. And he… he agreed! We just decided we had grown too far apart. And it
ended civilly. Im kind of disappointed. I was hoping for the fireworks you
two had.

Well, you dont really have another friend for him to kiss, do you? Jane
joked, but inwardly, she flinched a little. That spot was still a bit raw,
but she didnt want Daria to know that.

Daria sighed. Yeah… I guess…

What made you call it off? I mean, is there a new MAN in your life? Jane
wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Daria almost jumped. Um… You might say that. Jane, a bit surprised,
dropped her foolish expression and began to listen seriously. She didnt
expect that there might actually be someone. Its more like… someone
already in my life… that I didnt consider before. So, now, Im
considering.

Jane almost gasped. ((No. No no no. I must be misunderstanding.))

Daria sighed. I just… I didnt see a possibility before. And now… Now
theyre all thats on my mind. I cant clear my head of them. So Im gonna
see what my options are now. And then, hopefully, I can do something about
it.

Janes face was set, overly calm, far too unaffected. Her head was
screaming. ((No. She isnt talking about ME, is she? Ive had enough with
questioning my sexuality already. Im STRAIGHT. I like GUYS. She cant do
this to our friendship… Have I been sending the wrong signals? Shit shit
SHIT.))

Jane was completely off course, but Daria didnt realize it. She was
thinking herself. ((I cant tell her its Trent. I get enough jabs about
crushing on him forever ago that if she realized I still liked him, Id be
swimming in snide comments.))

There was a long silence.

And then, what Trent thought was ((This sounds like a really good time to
come in.))

He sauntered in casually (like he always did) and said Hey.

Both girls were shocked out of their separate reveries. Daria Eeek!ed
loudly and tumbled forward off the bed. Jane dropped her paintbrush and
knocked half a can of bright purple paint over trying to get out of Darias
way.

When they had picked themselves up off the floor, and Daria had put her
glasses on, they bought shot him deadly looks.

What? he mumbled. I just said Hey.