I nodded: »I'll help where I can.«
He smiled at me: »Thanks. I just wanted to ask you this. You can leave now, if you want to.«
Later I went to Lunch alone and decided to the place I got. Nick was ill. Everyone had someone to talk, except me. Suddenly Daisy and Alex came to me.
»Hey Claudia. Don't be so alone. I don't like it seeing you like that.«, Daisy said ironically and laughed.
»Excuse me, girl but this is not a trend. You are drawing a really bad picture of the LGBTQ members.«
Alex had this valley girl dialect, wiith words like excuse me, bitch or girl, which annoyed me. They made me feel, like everything is my fault and I felt pressured by this separation, to be part of the LGBTQ community. To have another gender Identity.
Both were sitting in front of me and I've got this feeling to be judged. I was chewing my nails, because I felt nervous around them.
»You are creating a new trend and slowly I start to like this trend. I want to be with you.«, I said meekly.
Alex and Daisy looked at one another and smiled: »Well, today is a birthday party of Jasmine and belongs to the LGBTQ community. She invited everyone, who is also in this separation and her family is very rich. Maybe they think, you also belong here.«, Alex explained in a calm tone.
I smiled and was so happy: »REALLY?«, I called.
Daisy nodded their Head and smiled: »It is so great that we can be friends again. See you later.«They winked and left with Alex. I was proud of myself and I wanted to be someone, who is bisexual, so I studied the style, that I saw from pinterest. I would makeup myself more intense with pink eyeshadow and rainbow necklaces. I didn't change my outfit. I would go to my first party, where only lgbtq members are. It would be so exiting to talk to them again. I daydreamed about having fun and forgetting about Nick. The party was on 7pm and I went to the main building. I left to the doors and read a poster. I loved Daisy so much for that.
Jasmines Party from seven to nine pm
Only LGBTQ Members are allowed to enter this buildingNever mind. I opened the door and the whole cafeteria was used for the party room. Over hundreds of people were looking at me and one doorman was standing in front of me.
»What is your name?«, he asked cool. He sounded like a man with no feelings and wore black sunglasses. »Claudia Schneider.«
»Do you have an LGBTQ ID Card?«
I looked at him frowning: »What do you mean by that?«
»It's something every LGBTQ member has. Everyone has an ID Card to prove, that they belong here. But I let you go in this time. It looks like you've lost it.«
I smiled triumphantly: »Thanks.«
I got in, where the people starred at me. What was going on? Did they recognize me? I saw their eyes wander from down to up. People would whisper things about me to each other. I heard questions like: »Who is this girl?« or »Why is she here?<<
»CLAUDIA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?«, Daisy suddenly screamed.
I felt how my body started trembling. My eyes were straight into hers and she hit me on my cheek. »You said I could come in.«,I answered softly and my tone was a little bit confusing. She started to laugh: »No you are so stupid. You are my straight friend, you are not allowed to come in.«
Jasmine, a rich mean girl came towards me and looked at me with anger in her eyes. She spilled her cold lemonade on me. »Ugh.«, I moaned loudly. I felt my hair getting wetter, the goosebumps on my skin and how ithe lemonade, all flew down to my trousers and finally my shoes. I was completely wet. Daisy did the same and finally I ran away.
I needed to escape. How could they do that. I didn't deserve this. Why do they hate me? Because I'm straight? The people left me with a huge panic attack. I sat on the grass and cried, during crossing my arms. It was warm and cold at the same time and I felt those goosebumps, spreading all over my arms and knees. My fingers were trembling and I felt like I would die in one second. The world now was unreal for me. I felt exposed and hurt by my own friend. The one, who I trusted the most. Suddenly Nick came towards me with big steps.
He noticed me crying and was holding me close. I digged my nails in his shirt and I just wanted to feel him. The only one in this moment, who could wipe my tears away. »Shhh. I love you.«, he said.
He knew how to comfort someone and I loved that. He didn't asked what happened, because I wasn't able to tell him, because of my mental state. Sometimes silence says more words, than actually speaking.
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