just you {lumity sports au}

six

Amity p.o.v

"okay. now that we're in the car, what's your deal?" i question the twins as we pull out of the school parking lot. Em turns around to look at me while Ed kept driving. my sister looked thoroughly concerned while Ed looked concentrated on his driving.

"mom is mad at you and told us to come get you-." i cut her off right where she is while my stomach dropped.

"what did i do?" i trembled out. i look down while playing with the hem of my cheer skirt. i feel Em put her hand on my knee and rub it softly with her thumb. i bring my eyes up to meet hers.

"Amity, it's going to be okay. take a deep breath. maybe she just saw your grades." she tries to comfort in a soothing voice.

"but my grades are perfect. i'm valedictorian. i ace almost every test. why would she be mad over my grades?" i question while a million different things run through my mind. did she find my weed? my clothes i buy? my cash i've been saving for moving out?

"hey. Amity. don't cry. it'll be okay. please." Em tells me in concern as i feel tears pour out of my eyes. i don't get in trouble often, but when i do the world turns upside down. i was scared out of my mind.

"i don't want to go home." i quiver as i bring my hands up to wipe tears.

"i know Mittens. it'll be okay, we're right here." Ed finally chimed in, looking at me from the rear view mirror. i just nod and keep wiping the tears that wouldn't stop. might as well say goodbye to my senior year if it's bad enough.

i noticed that Ed took the long way home. probably wanting to avoid it as much as me. my siblings hate when i get yelled at as much i do. i know that they want to interfere, but can't because of them getting in trouble too. i'm not mad at them at all for it. it's really understandable.

we pull into the long driveway of my house. well, more like mansion. we get out of the car and i put on a straight face, wiping away the remaining tears. i take a deep breath and smooth down my hair. we enter inside and i wave goodbye to the twins as i head to my parents room. i stand outside the door and feel the pit in stomach grow into a void. i was petrified.

i knock on the door and hear my mother call me in. she sounded pissed. i take another deep breath and open the door. my mother was sitting in a cushioned chair in front of the lit fireplace. she was drinking a cup of tea with her legs crossed. my dad was nowhere in sight, which was typical of him if i was in big trouble. "Amity. sit with me." the older lady demands as she sets her cup down. i close the door behind me and sit at the chair right next to hers. i was facing the fireplace, looking at the flames dancing. "do you know why i called you in?" she starts to interrogate.

"no ma'am." i reply back. i was still looking into the flames, playing with my skirt hem once again. i get a hum in response from my mother. she stands up and walks to a desk across the room. she comes back and stands in front of me, blocking my view from the fire. i bring my eyes up and see her holding a book to me. i take hold of it and look at it. oh no.

"i noticed you left this book in the living room. want to explain what's wrong with it?" she questions bitterly while she sits back down in her chair. i swallow hard before i spoke.

"it's about a lesbian relationship-." i get cut off by her.

"a lesbian relationship. correct. now why do you happen to have that book?" she goes on, crossing her legs.

"i relate to it ma'am." i clutch the book in my hands. two women holding hands while facing each other adorned the front cover. i hear my mother laugh next to me, startling me. i look up to her and see her laughing mockingly.