Emison: From the Beginning

Chapter 30: Acceptance & First Loves

It's now 12:24pm and Emily is in her room getting dressed. As she sits on her bed to slip on her left shoe, someone knocks on the door.

Emily: Come in!

Emily's father walks in her room.

Emily: Hey dad.

Mr. Fields: Hey Emmy, just coming to make sure you're alright.

Emily: Yeah, I'm good dad.

Emily bends down and ties her shoes.

Mr. Fields: Your food is in the microwave, okay?

Emily: Okay dad. I'll be down in a few.

Mr. Fields proceeds to walk out of Emily's room.

Emily: Dad, wait?

Mr. Fields turns around.

Mr. Fields: Yeah?

Emily takes a deep breath.

Emily: I have to tell you something and I'm not sure what you're going to think of me afterwards.

Mr. Fields: What is it Emmy?

Emily: I like girls.

Mr. Fields leans against Emily's dresser.

Mr. Fields: What?

Emily: I like girls, dad.

Mr. Fields: I don't understand.

Emily: I have a girlfriend and I like her very much. And I just wanted to let you know.

Mr. Fields: That's not the way I raised you, Emily.

Emily: What? Of course it's not the way you raised me, I was always this way.

Mr. Fields: I did not raise my little girl to be that way.

Emily: Dad, what are you saying?

Mr. Fields: I don't accept this. Is this what you choose to be? You choose to be with girls?

Emily: Dad, I didn't choose to be this way, I already was.

Mr. Fields: Are you only doing it because it's what's popular now, it's cool for everyone to pretend to be something they're really not?

Emily: What? No, I've always felt that way. It's not something that just happened.

Mr. Fields: So why haven't you said anything before?

Emily looks down at the floor.

Mr. Fields: Exactly, because you know like I know that it's just a phase.

Emily: You know what dad, maybe if you were here when I needed you most, I would've talked to you but no. You cared more about the military than you did your own family. You say you love us then you go fight in some pointless war. You don't care about us. You left her by herself for three straight years while you went to go fight for someone's right to shop till they drop.

Mr. Fields: How can you even say something like that? I gave it up so that we could be a family again.

Emily: It's too late! You had almost seventeen years to be a family but now, I don't ever see us being a family again.

Mr. Fields: No daughter of mine will act that way. I will not accept you if you pretend to be something that you're not.

Emily grabs her jacket and cell phone and storms out of her room. She walks downstairs.