Justice Deferred
By: Alex. P
For Disclaimers see Chapter 1
Chapter 7
Driving down the highway Cheryl
let her mind go back to her law school days, her first years of law school,
where her life began its journey toward her life's work, fulfilling a dream
she'd had since she was a very mature 13, and a hysical therapist had inquired
what she to do when she grew up. Before her life took an unintended and life
altering turn.
It had been a ploy to help a tired and hurting little girl get her mind away
from the continuous agony of the mandatory treatments so she would be able to walk
normally again. Cheryl remembered the surprise, when without hesitation she
told the heavily muscled giant of a man, that she wanted to be an attorney. It
was like a revelation, in that split second,
Cheryl knew exactly what she would do, what classes to take so that she would
have an easier time getting into a good pre-law program in college, and after
that a decent law school.
It would appear that way back then fate was setting her on the path to her
destiny and the other half of her soul.
Cheryl graduated from the university Suma Cum Laude, and immediately took her
LSATs. She almost got a perfect score. As a result the hard working student was
offered full scholarship to some very prestigious law schools.
Because she was an orphan and was a ward of the state, they covered the
expenses that her scholarship didn't, as long as she remained in an in-state
university, her foster mothers had also set aside some money for Cheryl's
education, and since there was still some left they offered to cover the cost
of an off campus apartment, as they had for her last three years of college.
She took a job managing a small bookstore so she would have money for the
incidentals. Cheryl went to Columbia in June after a short vacation with her
mothers to Arizona, where they did the whole tourist bit. She was very aware of
how much easier it was to find a nice place to live than it would be in July.
After a careful search Cheryl found
herself a big old well-maintained Victorian house right next to the law school,
and within walking distance of her job.
The only draw back was the cost was a little higher than she'd wanted to pay,
but she didn't think much of her odds of finding some place as near perfect as
that one. Since Cheryl had gone through a service she was already approved and
after giving the woman real estate agent a check for a damage deposit and first
and last months rent she got the keys from the agent.
Cheryl began moving herself in, one of the reasons she had gone through this
particular agency was they handled all the incidental details of moving in,
they got the utilities, phone, even cable turned on for her, so that all she
had left to do was unpack her things and settle in.
Wanting roommates with similar interests Cheryl registered with the university
and by the end of august she had found three room mates to help her defray the
cost of her home.
Two of the new tenants were upper class undergrads that, like Cheryl, had grown
tired of the noise and distractions of the dorm and needed some place with a
reasonable cost. Both were very nice, quiet small town girls like herself and
she was glad to welcome them.
The third new roommate was somewhat different, Cheryl was leery of her from the
start, she wasn't sure if the slightly wild young woman would fit in but she
let her own kind nature over ride her instincts and allowed the young Greek
woman to move in.
The girls' name was Kelly Antropos, the only child of a Greek import/export
billionaire, whose father never allowed his daughter to want for anything.
Rumor had it that the wild young woman would never have graduated college let
alone be in law school if her father wasn't so generous with his check book.
From the start the spoiled woman was trouble, she treated the two undergrads as
if they were her personal servants.
She was constantly having them run her errands or doing her share of the
household chores. Cheryl noticed and tried to talk to Kelly about it, but
within a week she was right back at it.
Cheryl then tried to talk to the two younger girls, but they either didn't care
or they were too afraid of the Greek woman's explosive temper to do anything
about it. All she really succeeded in doing was make Kelly mad, and she burst
into an impromptu lecture about how Cheryl should mind her own business.
Properly chastised Cheryl fell back to her usual defense, sticking her nose in
her books, concentrate on her studies and ignore the entire thing in hopes that
it would resolve itself. Her only worry was when it was going to be her turn.
As it turned out Kelly Antropos wasn't interested in another servant.
From the very beginning Cheryl had been up front and open about her sexuality,
she made sure that all three of her housemates understood that she was gay so
that there weren't any problems later on. Her reasoning was that she had gone
through all the trouble and heartache of coming out she wasn't about to go back
in.
It had been a little awkward at first and she had answered some strange and
sometimes hilarious questions from the two younger room mates but after a while
they figured out that Cheryl wasn't all that different from them except for who
she dated.
Everything went smoothly for the room mates and with the exception of a few
clashes that are inevitable in this situation the only thing that really
bothered the young blonde was Kelly's apparent attitude that because she was
rich she could get away with anything. She seemed to believe that her having
money made her somehow superior to
everyone else, but since she and Cheryl seldom interacted things went rather
smoothly.
Cheryl's days were pretty full between school work and studies she barely had
time to sleep, much less worry about her lack of a social life.
Kelly on the other hand breezed through using her wealth and clout whenever she
ran into a rough spot. Even when an instructor was unimpressed the
administration was and they would step in and smooth over any ruffled academic
feathers.
Most of her time Kelly spent partying and indulging her baser appetites,
bedding a constant parade of bodies men and women in and out of her rooms.
There were some embarrassing moments when the wild woman and her latest partner
didn't make it to her rooms and Cheryl or one of the others would walk into the
living room or kitchen or wherever and find their promiscuous room mate and
company sprawled out usually nude.
Cheryl as usual tried to ignore Kelly's rude and inconsiderate behavior and
just passed it off as not her problem. Opting for peace and quiet instead of
trying to solve the problem. It even worked, for a while.
Life was running pretty smoothly for Cheryl until the middle of her last year.
When her room mates left for the Winter break she had the house to herself, the
young blonde spent Christmas Eve and Christmas with her foster mothers, but the
rest of her time off from school she spent putting in extra hours at her job
for a little extra spending money and to help ease the pressure on her over her
bills.
It was also a good time for Cheryl to actually go out and socialize more than
once a month. After work and on some weekends she would go to a small local bar
called "The Rose" that was a favorite gathering place for the younger
gay community. Mostly college kids free from the close observation of home and
able to expressing their sexuality for the first time.
Cheryl made a lot of friends during her time in Columbia, and found some of her
old friends as well. That particular long Winter break was a pretty good time
for the normally quiet young woman. She was enjoying herself for a change, even
dancing from time to time with one of the many women that approached her.
With her soft ethereal beauty and pleasant intelligent personality she soon
became quite popular actually finding she had more dinner, movie, and dancing
date offers than she knew what to do with. Things were really beginning to look
up for the one time "poor little orphan girl" and for the first time
since moving to Columbia she was as close to being happy as she had ever been.
That all changed two days after Christmas, after stopping by The Rose for a
couple of drinks and a few turns around the dance floor with friends Cheryl was
surprised when she returned home to find Kelly's Jaguar sitting in the driveway
and lights on in the living room. She walked in the front door hoping not to
find her roommate having another fling in the front room, when she was met in
the front hallway by an agitated Kelly.
"Where the hell have you been!?" the Greek woman growled
"I-I was at work." Cheryl stuttered stunned by her volatile
roommate's sudden intense concern.
Cheryl hung her coat on the rack and walked past the obviously angry young
woman, anxious to get to her rooms and away from Kelly. She also was a little
perturbed by her room mates insinuation that she should answer to the rich
woman for her whereabouts like a child.
"Bullshit!" Kelly spat out, her dark brown eyes flashing with anger
as she roughly grabbed the blonde's upper arm and spun her around. "I can
smell the liquor from here you've been out whoring around, haven't you?"
"Like you have any room to talk." Cheryl snapped back confused and
getting madder at the dark haired woman's suddenly possessive behavior.
Without warning Kelly slapped the young blonde and threw her to the floor of
the living room. Cheryl tried to get up to protest this uncalled for treatment
but Kelly backhanded her and told the now bleeding woman to stay where she was.
Then Kelly informed her that from now on Cheryl was going to be her girlfriend
and that she was going to stop her running around and acting like a whore.
The strong aggressive woman then helped Cheryl to her feet and pulled her into
a vicious kiss that was more about dominance than affection. Then told Cheryl
to go to bed they would talk more in the morning.
Already hurt and more than a little frightened of being hurt worse Cheryl
quickly retreated to her third floor rooms locking the door and sitting up all
night afraid to sleep in case Kelly might come upstairs and start again.
The next morning Cheryl came down stairs to the smell of freshly brewed coffee
and bacon cooking. A subdued and contrite Kelly had made her breakfast, and
when at Kelly's invitation she entered the dining room Cheryl found the table
set with a vase full of beautiful flowers in the center of the table.
Kelly bade her to please sit at the table, and after she was seated Kelly
brought out a large serving tray. The young Greek woman had pulled out all the
stops. Bacon, eggs, toast, coffee, freshly squeezed orange juice; Cheryl was
grateful but leery of the other womans' motives.
Kelly began by falling to her knees next to the stunned blonde and took her
hand, holding it while she begged Cheryl to forgive her for her appalling
actions the night before.
She claimed that when she arrived and found that Cheryl wasn't home that she
got worried and called the book store and when she learned that her room mate
had left much earlier she became insane with worry, believing that something
terrible had happened to Cheryl.
Then when Cheryl came home, and she learned that she was safe, and had been at
a bar drinking, the combination of worry and concern had made her lose control.
She swore that if the petite blonde would just give her a chance she would do
everything in her power to prove that not only was she sorry and she would do
whatever Cheryl needed to show that it would never happen again. Actually
Cheryl was touched by the young Greek's appeal.
"Come on Kelly get up." the compassionate blonde said softly
"There's no need for this, I accept your apology and you're letting this
fabulous meal get cold"
"I am sorry about it all Cheryl I really am." Kelly insisted as she
rose to here feet and went to her chair next to Cheryl "I swear on the
gods of my ancestors that I will never again strike you. I care about you very
much my dear and I hope that even though I behaved abominably last night that
you are able to get past it and give us a chance at what could be a beautiful
relationship."
"Kelly please," Cheryl said taking the dark eyed woman's hand "I
am truly flattered by your offer and even without what went on last night there
would be no chance of an 'us' ever happening. I am not the kind of person that
will lead someone on or have a fling. I can't be with someone if I don't have
deep feelings for them. It just isn't any good
for them or me if I don't have that emotional bond with them. I'm just not that
way"
Kelly was not about to give up that easily and she spent the rest of the day
trying to convince Cheryl to become her lover. Several times she would begin to
lose her temper but true to her word the frustrated Greek woman would go to
another room and cool down for a while.
Only to return a few minutes later and begin her crusade all over again.
Finally Cheryl grew tired of the constant attempts and sat Kelly down and gave
her a long itemized list of reasons why they would never be lovers. After that
she went up to her rooms to watch TV hoping that Kelly would understand and
forget the entire ill-fated endeavor.
She just wanted to put the entire affair behind them and let things get back to
normal. She shut and locked the door to her upstairs rooms and as she went to
bed that night she was sure that Kelly had finally given up her idea of being
her girlfriend.
Cheryl couldn't have been more wrong, Kelly was a spoiled rich brat that had
always gotten everything she wanted and right now she wanted the small golden haired
beauty in her bed and she would let nothing stop her from having her way. Not
even Cheryl herself.