QUEEN [EXPLICIT;QUEER;UNORTHODOX]

Chapter [3]

Not all my healing, growth, and ascension was triggered romantically/sexually. Allow me to share this moment with you as well.

The age range within this story is from 17-21 years old.

I wouldn't go as far as to say I was depressed or suicidal, but this moment definitely gave me insight on learning how to be alone. Here I gained confidence, courage, spontaneity and individuality.

Onto:

The story:

"FREEDOM!"

Myself, and my three homegirls at the time screamed into the night.

The windows on the 98' Cadillac were rolled down. The cool air chilled us.

The radio was saying something, but we couldn't make out the words because the speakers in the car were basically blown.

It was 9pm on a Friday night, and my "Twin" as we called each other had managed to beg her Daddy for his car keys.

She had zipped by and picked me up first along with the other two in the back.

"Where should we go first?" My Twin spun the wheel a little too quickly, and we were thrown to one side.

"Damn, are we gonna make it?" I asked. Everybody laughed.

She was my "Twin" because of how similar we acted.

Our meeting was planned by those around us.

There was a curiosity to see if we could bring each other more into our own personalities.

I didn't know this till much later though. Neither did she..

We were both constantly told

-You both read

-You both keep to yourselves

-You both blah, blah, blah.

Prior to this I had a best friend, but even then I never really felt close to anybody, until I met my Twin.

The first time I saw her we didn't even talk. Many months passed before I saw her again at a Church sleepover.

There were about 10 of us, and we played a game.

My twin and I kept choosing the same answers and the same scenarios. Our mannerisms were the same.

It was so strange that everyone else noticed it too.

We ended up being the only two up as everyone had basically passed out. We were up talking.

We exchanged numbers, and became inseparable.

I was at her house to the point that her Dad pegged me as his daughter.

It was like this for two years.

We were able to bring each other out of our own introversion due most to the trust we had built, but once my Twin grew in confidence it shook our relationship.

Her: We should get taco's.

Me: Tacos at 3am. Idk

Her: Your car is quieter.

Me: Lol. Are you for real?

Her: I'm getting ready now.

It started here with little things. She wanted to break free so badly, but I just wasn't quite ready to do that, not so outwardly.