Acceptance and hate

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That's it, she had said it...maybe not directly but in her mind she did. She realised now that these were not intrusive thoughts, they were just thoughts...she loved her. She was ready to tell Alice, she was ready to tell the world...there was just one person that could make it all go wrong. But Ophelia knew what she had to do, and she was willing to do it, she wasn't sure she was ready to tell her mother, but she was never going to be so it was now or never.

Ophelia entered her house. Her mom was sat in the living room, she saw Ophelia and placed her cup down on the coffee table in front of her. "I have uh, I have something to tell you." Ophelia spoke with a shaky voice, it was too late to back out now.
"Should I be worried?"
"You shouldn't be...but you will and uh, I just want you to know that I'm sorry- actually no
I'm not sorry okay I just..I really need to tell you this and please, please don't hate me."
"Ophelia what is it? You can tell me anything, you know that."
...
"I like Alice...that new girl."
"Oh so you did become friends with her then."
"Yes but I mean..I like her." Her mother stared at her for a while as Ophelia anxiously waited for her reply. But her mother didn't react, she just stared. "Mom I'm- I'm gay." She repeated more bluntly, she needed her mother to say something, anything.
There was silence between them before Ophelia was startled by her mother slamming her palm down on the table, tears filling her eyes. Her heart broke seeing her mother so upset, but her heart broke for herself more, she knew she deserved to be accepted and she knew that it wasn't going to happen, at least not by her mother.
"You foolish child, after EVERYTHING I did those few years ago to STOP THIS! I PRAYED AND PRAYED AND YOU DO THIS TO ME!"
"Mom please." She said weakly, her voice cracking.
"You're not seeing her again, you'll move schools if that's what it takes."
"No, mom no please just-"
"why would you do this! I want you to live a good life, I don't want my daughter to be full of sin, I want god to-"
"I LOVE HER! OKAY!? I do! And I'm NOT going to let you control me. I'm not suddenly going to start liking guys just because YOU said that liking this girl is wrong!"
"you have NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE GETTING YOURSELF INTO!"
"I DON'T CARE!" Alright I don't! She makes me happy, dad made me happy, you don't make me happy. So I'm not going to listen to the one person in my life that makes me miserable. Why would I do that to myself, I'm not gonna do that to myself mom." Tears were pouring out of both their eyes, both crying but for such different reasons. "I don't want to hide her okay, she knows how I feel and it would not be fair to tell her that I love her and then hide her as if I'm ashamed of her cos I'm not! I'm not ashamed."
There was a long lingering silence between them, the silence was heavy and cold.
Her mother let out a short, quiet chuckle before her face returned to sorrow.
...
"I'm ashamed of you" Her mother said quietly yet harshly, pointing at her. Ophelia froze, she didn't know what to say. Every point she was ready to argue completely vanished from her head as she heard those words, those words coming out of her own mother's mouth. It was to late to change it now, she knew she no longer had her mother, and even though in that moment she had seemingly lost someone who was supposed to love her more than all the rest, she didn't feel alone. She still had someone left, she still had Alice.

Of course, "Alice."

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