The Dumpling

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"No, mum. I swear I'm just cooking for her because she has cooked lasagna for me. It's kind of appreciated manner." I denied it as I saw my mum was grinning like an idiot through the phone.

I gotta love my mum and dad with all my heart. I never know I was lesbian until they told me that I was. Let me rephrase it. I kept denying my sexuality over girls than boys since I was a kid.

I finally admit I'm a lesbian since 17. Simply because I always told my mum how much my seatmate is pretty. I even talked about her in my dreams and my parents overheard it.

Besides, I had dated a few boys but we only last less than a week. I didn't even want to kiss them and I dislike their lips were rough and their rough hand touch my face.

Okay, try not to be rude. My exes were handsome. And my friends said I was an idiot for losing the gems. I'm so sorry. They deserved better.

It happened I had a crush on my seatmate. She was a pretty girl, ladylike and soft-spoken. I told my mum a lot about her back at that time. And lesson learned.

So, I never tell my mum about Abigail until today I had no other option. I slipped out her name when I was asking my mum about her masterpiece dumpling recipe. Stupid huh?

Back to our topic, my seatmate and I were close friends. We shared a lot like how I did with Abigail. Until that day I confessed to her, she politely told me that she was straight!

What can I do? Asked her for a friendship kiss? Nah, I only could laugh it off and did the lamest thing in my life and said, "Haha! It's April fool. I'm messing with you."

Yea, I always found that trick was damn stupid and like a moron. That's karma for me mocking the lame line which I used it too.

Well, no copyright. The line is free and very useful!

That was the most embarrassing in my life at that moment, but my seatmate is kind and sweet enough to brush it off. Deep down, we know that was a line to bury our awkwardness. Thank god, we are best friends now. She's ready to be a mama, and I was happy for her.

"Thinking about Abigail huh, sweetheart?" My mum grinned from ear to ear.

"No, I'm thinking about Elizabeth," I said sarcastically.

"Don't think any stupid idea about her. She was past tense," My mum said in disapproval as she shook her head.

I didn't mean to avoid sharing much about Abigail with my mum. Because I hate the idea after I shared the girls I like to my mum was not work it. It turned out they are straight or they already like someone.

Elizabeth was the best example, and I never want Abigail was turn out like that too.

I never want to have the idea to be Abigail's bridesmaid, watch her walk down the aisle, and reach to hold her groom's hand. Then, I was faking to cheer with all my heart and internally crying like a pathetic bitch when I witness Abigail share a kiss with her groom.

No, that's not gonna happen.

"Yea, I have the idea of polygamy with Elizabeth and her husband," I snorted.

"Rou Rou," my mum exclaimed as I burst out laughing and waved her off, "I'm kidding mum!"

"Are you keep eating burgers recently?" my mum asked as I pinched my face and shrugged, "At least two to three a week."

I heard my mum gasp, "That makes sense your burger face is getting big and now can become a regular pizza size."

I rolled my eyes, "Mum, you're overdramatic. I have a puffy face from you. I'm not fat and I have 6 packs." I simply hit my stomach.

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