I plopped on my bed, crying, when I suddenly heard a knock at the door."May I come in, please?"
"Sure" I granted permission in between sniffling
My mom sat down on my bed and tried her best to comfort me.
"What happened today?"
"I can't see Evan anymore"
She ran her hand down my back to soothe me a little, and it felt so good, but I still miss Evan.
"Why can't you see Evan?"
"His dad forbid us from seeing each other. Well, he forbid me from seeing him. I just don't understand, I love Evan with all my heart. Why can't I spend time with someone who I care about so much?"
My heart was torn and I didn't know what to do. My whole world was taken from me.
"This isn't okay, none of this is. You and Evan should see each other, and no one should tell you guys no"
"Evan is my entire universe"
"I know he is. I saw you the other day when you were placing your beloved pillow of yours behind his back, so that way he would be more comfortable"
"It's my favorite pillow, but it pained me to see him so uncomfortable"
"You really love him, don't you?"
"Yeah"
"Don't let anyone tell you who you can and can't love. I'm your own mother, and I don't even have the right to tell you"
Next scene
Evan and I were spending time together on the school swings.
"I still can't believe your dad doesn't want us seeing each other"
"At least we can spend time with each other at school"
"Yeah, I guess you're right"
Every second I spend with him feels so perfectly right.
"Minerva, I hope we make it through all this"
"Don't worry, we'll eventually find a way"
I lied, I definitely lied. I didn't know if we would be able to actually make it through any of this
"I wish your dad could see you though my eyes. Maybe he'll understand how much I actually love you, and then we can finally be together without worrying"
I hope Evan didn't think all of this was too much, and I also didn't want to tell him about how I cried into my pillow last night.
I want him to think I'm strong. I need to hold it together for the both of us.
"You know, if you feel like crying, that's okay"
Can he read my mind? It's like we're platonic soul mates.
"Evan, I want to be with you even if other people don't want me to"
We both got off the swings, and hugged each other
"You never learn, do you?!"
We let each other go and stared in shock towards the direction of the yelling, then looked back at each other.
Evan's cousin was standing with her arms crossed against her chest.
"What are you talking about?" I was starting to get frustrated because this was the second time she harassed me and it was getting on my nerves.
"She's clearly using you. Even a person with an awfully low iq can figure that out. She's trying to act all sweet and innocent now but in a few years after she has gained your trust and then gets what she wants, she'll just toss you to the curb like you never mattered to her. She has you fooled and knows exactly how to get what she wants. This whole sweetheart act is just a ploy. She pretends she loves you more than anything but the next day, you're nothing but an object to her. I can see right through her. She may have you fooled but I'm not fooled for a second"
"How do you know she doesn't care about me?"
"Anyone can see it, I'm just calling it out. This isn't okay. What she's doing to you isn't right. Just to teach her a lesson, I ripped up a picture that she drew the other day. I tore the whole paper to complete shreds. It was a drawing of you two hugging each other, and Minerva was holding on to a yellow flower in the drawing"
"Did you really just admit that?" Evan yelled at her.
"Yeah, of course I did. She's a monster anyway"
Evan was beginning to get even more frustrated
"Did you rip up the real life flower I gave her too?" His tone was the opposite of the tone he used when he tried comforting me when I had my panic attack, his tone was like honey, making pancakes in the morning and not having to worry about responsibilities for that day, or being snuggled by a very thick comforter after a long day of work. The one he had as of the moment were the auditory versions of putting multiple nails through your skin, stepping on a pebble barefoot, or jumping into boiling water.
He was so distraught that I felt his body tense up. He rolled up his sleeves, and quickly ran after her.
Next scene
I was at my house having supper and I was feeling glum. My mom passed around spaghetti with her home made sauce, and my dad was drinking coffee and reading a newspaper at the table.
"Honey, what's wrong? Put the newspaper down please, dear"
My dad put the newspaper under his placemat and got his utensils ready.
"Evan's cousin saw us hugging each other at the school playground, and I'm worried she's going to blabber it to his dad. We'll never hear the end of it"
"Maybe I should talk to him man to man"
"No please don't, you'll only make things worse"
He just shrugged and went back to eating. I'm so glad he didn't take that the wrong way.
We were all sitting down having supper together.
"I still don't think this is fair"
I agree with my mom, none of this is fair.

YOU ARE READING
All You Need is Acceptance
Short StoryMinerva Manchester, an 11-12 year old girl living in Berlin NH falls for an 11 year old boy named Evan Butterfield at her school, but the only catch is that her feelings towards him aren't in the traditional sense that everyone else feels.