~Emma~

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A/N: italics=thoughts:)
tw: homophobia and slurs



Today's the day. I'm going to come out to my parents. I've kept it hidden for 4 years now. I don't think I can anymore. I can tell them about Alyssa and how she makes my heart do backflips. Or maybe I can keep that to myself.

I get out of bed and get ready rather quickly. I can't help it. I'm excited. Nervous too, but I can't think negatively because then I'll back out. I get dressed and head downstairs. I fix myself a decent sized breakfast for once. I never realized how much breakfast food I had in my house.

I get to school and see Alyssa waiting at my locker. I can't help, but blush. At this point, I don't care if she sees. Maybe she'll think I'm just winded.

"You look excited." Alyssa laughs.

"I am." I say with a smile.

"Well are you gonna tell me or are you gonna keep standing there looking dopey?" Alyssa asks.

"It's a secret." I smile.

"Come on tell meeee." Alyssa begs.

"Nope." I chuckle.

"Ugh, you're the worst." she smiles.

The bell rings and we go to class. I get to my seat and my mind starts to wander. Just have to make it through this school day. Should I make a cake? No I'll just sit them down and tell them. Yeah. Cake does sound nice though...no Emma you'll burn the house down.

This goes on for the whole school day. By the end of the day, I don't think I learned a single thing. I go to my truck and drive out of the school parking lot rather quickly. Okay, I was speeding. How did I not get pulled over? I honestly don't know. I get to my house, and I sprint inside. I go upstairs and start my homework to keep me distracted. It didn't last long. I go into my bathroom and look into the mirror.

Anxiety start to kick in. What if everything goes wrong? It won't my parents love me. Sure they love me, but all of me? They love me. They love me. They...I'm screwed. Maybe I won't do it today...maybe I'll wait a little longer. How much longer? I've already waited 4 years. It's now or never.

I walk out of my bathroom and continue doing my homework. My thoughts became overwhelming, so I take a nap. I was out cold because I didn't even hear my parents come home. I wake up and see that it's dark outside. Did I really just sleep the rest of the day away?

I creep downstairs to see my parents sitting on the couch. "Well hello sleepyhead." My Dad says in a mocking tone. "How long have you been sleep?"

"Uhhh I honestly don't know." I say nervously.

"Emma you look worried...what's wrong?" My Mom asks.

Now or never.

"I need to tell you guys something." I say nervously.

"Alright." My Dad says.

"I...I'm gay." I say quietly.

My parents look at each other.

Say something. Please.

"We will not have that in our house. That is unacceptable." my Mom says sternly.

"What?" I say nervously.

"You need to leave." my Dad says quietly. "Now."

"But.." I mumble quietly.

"NOW!" my Dad yells.

I run upstairs and frantically start grabbing stuff that I think I might need. Toothbrush. Phone. Phone charger. What is happening right now? I can feel tears welling up in my eyes, but I blink them back. I continue to grab things and stuff them in a bag. My guitar, school backpack, and laptop are the last things I grab. I run back downstairs and grab my keys off the counter.

"You are welcome to come back to this house if you decide to come out of this abomination." my Mom says.

I look at my parents. They are showing no remorse. Just anger. Pure anger.

I walk out of my house and get into my truck. I say goodbye to the house I grew up in. I say goodbye to the house that I'm no longer loved in. I take a deep breath and I pull out of the driveway.

Where do I go? I'm 16 I can't live on the street. Call Nana. Maybe she'll still love me. Just take deep breath. I pull out my phone and call my Nana.

"Hello, sweetheart." my Nana says as she answers the phone. "Nana, can I come to your house?" I ask desperately. "Emma it's late." my Nana says. "Please." I say with my voice cracking. "Alright." my Nana says. I hang up and I drive to her house. I pull up and I hesitate to get out of the car. What is happening right now? I grab my things out of my truck and walk to her front door. I ring the doorbell and wait for her to answer.

My Nana opens the door and I immediately breakdown in her arms. "Emma what's going on sweetie?" my Nana asks concerned. I try to pull myself together to tell her what happened, but I can't. It hurts too much. "Come in and sit down." my Nana says while motioning me to come in. I sit down on her couch while she makes me a cup of tea. She hands me the tea and sits in a chair front of me.

"Emma, please tell me what's going on." my Nana says quietly.

I pull myself together enough to be able to make audible sentences.

"Mom and Dad kicked me out." I say quietly.

"What?!" my Nana says in a shocked tone. "Why on Earth would they do that?"

I start crying again.

"Emma, you can tell me." my Nana says.

I take a deep breath.

"I told them I was gay." I say quietly.

"Oh Emma." my Nana says while getting up to hug me.

"I'm disappointed in your parents. Especially your mother. I didn't raise her to be like this. They are supposed to love you no matter what. What they did is unacceptable. Emma, I want you to know that I will always love you. No matter what." my Nana says while hugging me.

"What am I gonna do?" I say in between sniffles.

"Well for one you are not going back to your parents house that's for sure. You're staying with me." my Nana says. "I cannot have my 16 year old granddaughter living on her own because her parents are homophobic imbeciles."

She still loves me that's good.

I get an alert from my phone. I open the notification that I get from my parents' Facebook. Tears start to well up in my eyes again as I read what they posted.

"Pray for your kids. If you don't, they will end up like our daughter. She told us she was a faggot today."

"Nana...they hate me." I silently say with tears rolling down my face. I show her my phone and her face immediately turns beet red.

"The nerve of some people." she says under her breath.

I delete Facebook off of my phone. I don't want to see what people say.

"Get some sleep. Don't worry about school tomorrow, you don't have to go. You've had a rough night. I love you sweetheart." my Nana says while kissing my forehead.

I make my way to the guest room upstairs and take a shower. I crawl into the bed and stare at the ceiling. I take a deep breath.

I did it. It didn't go how I wanted it to, but it's done. I still have someone in my corner. I had a sudden realization. How many people from school have parents who are friends with my parents on Facebook? Oh, crap.

A/N: Long chapter but....I mean i had to fit everything in. Im kind of proud of this chapter

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