Body Shop Repair (gxg)

Chapter 7

I sat in my car for a few minutes after my brief encounter with Amy and Miss Perky Ginger Boobs and just rested. I knew I'd overreacted. It shouldn't matter to me that Amy was sleeping with the other girl since we'd never even had a date. Okay, but we were supposed to, and it just made me glad that I knew now that I might want to just leave her as a friend and nothing more.

Irrelevant!

I think what bothered me the most was right now I really needed a hug. I wanted someone to hold me and tell me that it was going to be okay after what I'd just been through at the studio. To tell me that people like Jeremy would come and go in my life, but they would never control me. That I could rise above it. That if I kept being strong, and standing up for myself that I'd never have to put up with their crap.

But I had nobody to do that.

I was on my own, and I didn't have a friend like that. Any friend, really. Maybe Amy could still be that friend, but then again maybe all the innuendos yesterday were her true self really trying to get me into bed and nothing more. I certainly wasn't going to go back in and ask Amy for that hug and interrupt their round two. With a sigh, I started up my little car, and headed back to the apartment.

I was lying in bed, trying to decide what to do for the rest of the day, besides eat something, when my phone rang. I had a brief hope that it was Amy calling to see if we could do lunch, because I just needed the friendly face. Hell, I'd even let her bring the redhead if that was what it took for me to talk to someone and get a sympathetic ear.

Fuck, I felt pathetic. I shouldn't need anyone else!

And then I blindly answered the phone. "Hey honey! Have you decided on Christmas yet? We'd really love to have you here?" my mom asked as soon as I answered.

"Seriously mom? Why would I come back? I'm still a lesbian, and I doubt very much that you're suddenly okay with that," I pointed out as I dropped back onto the pillows.

"Come on Trisha! It's been four years, and we miss you!" she whined. "Just give us a chance to apologize!"

"I'll think about it, okay? But if I come down there and this is some sort of an intervention or any crap like that, you'll never see me or hear from me again." I really didn't want to go. Even worse, I didn't want to go alone. I still had time, it was just past Halloween after all, but it still didn't make me look forward to the holidays. At least they hadn't asked me there for Thanksgiving, I'd have almost no time to process that!

"Of course not! Just a nice family dinner! I promise!" She sounded genuine, but I just didn't know. I guess we'd see in seven weeks or so. If I decided to give her that chance.

Strangely, the phone call actually made me feel a little better about myself. I'd had a good childhood until I came out to my parents, and I now had a slim hope that they'd finally realized that I was worth a little more than their small minded beliefs. I'd still have to wait to see if it was true, but it was a tiny light that was suddenly illuminated.

It also made me take stock of my surroundings and realize just how hungry I was. Hell, I could knock a few things out at the same time. I got my gear out to do some man on the street interviews and headed out to walk back towards the waterfront. I didn't need much, just a tripod and ring light for my phone. If I was feeling like I needed a good production, I could have used one of the bigger cameras I had, but since this was a quick trip for food too, I didn't lug all that with me.

I had taken my shirt off, so I was back in a bikini top and a pair of jean shorts, the better to fit in with the waterfront theme, and once I was set up and done a few tests, I was ready. It was a gorgeous weekday, so while a lot of people were working, there was still a good crowd of people enjoying the weather.