"I can't fix everything,"
Elle and Whimsy are each other's entire world. But when Elle's family begins putting pressure on her to meet her 'boyfriend', she panics, and runs to the only person who can help.
UPDATES EVERY MONDAY AND THURSDAY
Elle watched the loading circle on her phone, then smiled as Whimsy picked up. "Hey." Whimsy said.
"Hi. Um, before I say anything else, I'm sorry about today," Elle blurted. "It was really stupid, I mean, I was kinda stupid all week, and I jus-"
"Elle." Whimsy leaned closer to her camera. "I forgive you, my love. I wouldn't let a little argument tear us apart," she said sincerely. "Please don't feel bad,"
Blushing, Elle smiled into her hand. "I love you, Dubs," she murmured.
"Love you too," Whimsy laughed.
"God, that whole... thing was so complicated," Elle leaned back, bringing her phone with her. "I mean, I hope Stella and Min make up. Blue sure brought me back to reality," she chuckled. "I didn't know he could snap like that,"
Whimsy sigh-laughed. "I've only seen him do it a few times, but it's pretty scary, right?" They both giggled, then Whimsy leaned into her elbow, smiling. "I'm just glad we made up,"
"Same!" Elle exclaimed, looking closer at her screen. "You're so pretty!"
The girl on the other side of the phone grinned. "Are you looking at yourself?"
Elle looked intensely into the camera. "You know who I'm looking at,"
Whimsy made kissy face.
"Elle?" Her mother barged into the room, and Elle grasped for the hang up button, watching Whimsy's face disappear from the screen. "Honey, I've been calling for you," she murmured, tilting her head. "Are you talking to your boyfriend?"
Throat dry, Elle nodded.
Her mother smiled giddily and clasped her hands together. "Aww, so cute! I'm so happy that you're finally fulfilled," she said. "Speaking of... I invited Caiman and Margareta to dinner." She then winked and closed the door, leaving Elle in silence.
She took her pillow and groaned into it. Her brain started to spiral into questions she had no answers to.
Why can't she just accept me?
Whimsy probably hates me.
They'll hate me too if they know.
Why is this happening to me?
What did I do wrong?
Tears spilled down her cheeks and she buried her face in her pillow. At that moment, she wished her girlfriend were really there to wrap her arms around Elle and tell her that everything was okay.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
