Fatal Attraction

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We got into the house and made our way towards my room. I can't believe I got a stranger in my house. I mean I ain't mad at it, but this not how I figured my night would go at all.

"You have a nice home.", Jaylyn said as she stood by my room door awkwardly.

"Preciate it, but if you finna stay the night here without my momma knowing. You best to prepare to be able to sneak out this muh in dah morning" I said in a very serious tone.

"Ok, Thank you though. I know we don't know each other and I'm invading your space, but I couldn't go back home after tonight.", she said.

What about tonight made her scared to go back home? "What about tonight? That shit with me and yo girl?", I asked

She nodded, "strict parents. MJ made it her mission to tell my parents what happened."

See, my mother ain't strict but she has rules. That's something I'm very grateful for, lord knows I don't work well with strictness.

"Damn, I'm sorry. Ion even fight for real, but homegirl lost her mind when she put her hands on me.", I said truthfully. I don't get into altercations, because I'm a very cool calm and collected person.

"I know I'm sorry. She was already blowing me for the night which is why I had an attitude but I still don't think that 'bitch' word had to be used.", she had sat down at the desk I had beside my bed. I could tell she wasn't sure how to make herself comfortable because she didn't want to overstep any boundaries.

"You can have my bed for tonight if you want and I got a shirt and shorts if you need it." This was weird for me too. I don't really bring females to my house and I just met Jaylyn. If you could say that, because I don't know anything about her.

She hesitated before telling me okay. I went to my closet to get her something to sleep in.

She went into the bathroom to change her clothes, after about 15 minutes she came out in the oversized AC/DC shirt and some basketball shorts I gave her.

Exhaustion masked her face, "you smoke?", I asked her.

"No", she had finally made herself comfortable on my bed.

I didn't know what else to do, so I started rolling a blunt. Jaylyn laid with her backside on the bed as she stared at the ceiling. "How old are you?", she asked me.

"I turn 18 in December, what bout you?", she turned to face me.

"Turn 18 on Valentine's Day", of course she's an Aquarius. I swear nearly every girl that I've ever messed with were either an Aquarius or a Gemini.

Not that I believe in horoscopes, I think it's just a cool way to theorize people's actions.

"Why haven't I seen you around before? You go to school in Sancaster?" Sancaster High is a big ass school but I've would've noticed Jaylyn by now. You can't miss her.

"No, I'm homeschooled", she answered.

That makes sense.

"How long have you been homeschooled?", at this point I was just tryna make conversation so it wouldn't get awkward.

"My whole life, I tried one year of private school and it didn't end well...I feel like I've missed a huge part of being a kid because I was homeschooled. Every time I go out with my friends I see how normal teenagers socialize with each other and how 'for the moment' everything is for y'all. But I could never do those things because of my parents and their obsession with being perfect." She was rambling and I didn't want to stop her because she seemed like she needed to get some stuff off her chest. So I smoked my blunt and listened

"I mean, Im beyond grateful for everything they've done for me, but It's like the only way I can repay them is by living my life how they want me to...When I came out to them, they tried everything under the sun to cleanse the gay out of me. They didn't stop until I...they didn't stop until they realized there was nothing they could do to make me live a life that wasn't me. And even though they did all the shit they've done, I still couldn't help but feel like I was disappointing them. So, I've been trying to make up for it by doing everything they would want me to do...bu-but it's n-never en-enough.", I was so high that I didn't realize she had started crying. She was faced towards the ceiling again, while silently sobbing.

I got up from the sofa and went to comfort her. I lifted her up off the bed and embraced her as she cried into my chest.

She had finally calmed down after a few minutes, she sat back on the bed and started apologizing for crying. "Listen, never apologize for expressing yourself. You're human like everybody else, tears are meant to be shed. Like dead skin, if you don't shed it the new healthy skin will never come to the surface."

"It's not that simple for me though. I've never been good with my emotions. I can't believe I'm actually crying in front of a stranger." She wiped her wet cheeks, trying to get herself together.

"Sometimes it's easier being vulnerable in front of people you don't know. Especially when it's hard when you're around people you do know."

I was speaking from experience. I've never been able to really sit and get deep with my mother or anyone. Comforting others is even a struggle for me. I lack sympathy when it's needed. So, me comforting Jaylyn is a surprise.

It felt natural though, "I'm not good with emotions either. They're often suppressed until it's too much to hold in and it's never good when I finally let all those feelings out.", the last time I had an episode, it was a horrible scene. My mom had me do therapy for a month, it didn't help much though.

Jaylyn sighed, "feelings are overrated"

I laughed, "yeah"

I went back to the couch and made myself comfortable. After about an hour, Jaylyn fell asleep and I followed not long after.