Wanda: Hey Nat? You ok?
Wanda: I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable
Wanda: You don't have to tell anyone how you feel if you don't want to.
Nat: I hate it
Wanda: Hate what Nat?
Nat: The way I feel
Wanda: What do you mean by that?
Nat: I hate the way I feel around girls
Wanda: Can you expand on that?
Nat: I hate the way my heart jumps whenever I see a pretty girl
Nat: I hate the way I cant tear my eyes away from their bodies
Nat: I hate the urges I get
Nat: The urge to kiss them, to touch them, to be with them
Nat: And I hate that I cant feel that way around guys
Nat: I can never get into it.
Nat: It just makes me feel so hollow
Nat: No matter how many times I try, the expirence just leaves me feeling sick and empty and hateful
Nat: And I hate it all because I can't have that world, I cant be normal.
Nat: And I cant like girls because thats not how it's supposed to be.
Nat: Maybe I'm just sick
Nat: Maybe I can fix myself
Nat: I just feel so disgusting.
Wanda: Nat. Listen to me
Wanda: Theres nothing wrong with the way you feel
Wanda: What you're dealing with here is called internalized homophobia
Wanda: I've been where you are
Wanda: You're not sick Nat, theres nothing to fix
Wanda: And the urges dont go away, they just get stronger
Wabda: And I dont know what they told you in the red room, but girls liking girls is completely normal
Wanda: I'm here for you Nat, and YOU. ARE. VALID.
Nat: I'm struggling to find the right words to tell you how much hearing that meant to me, but I'm sorry, I just dont know.
Wanda: Thats ok, no matter what, I'll be here for you.
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Natasha puts the phone down on the bed, tears still streaming down her cheeks.
"I love you", She whispers to the empty room.
