gxg- Never Gonna Happen. (Regina George x reader) - Renee Rapp

Realisation

Regina pov 

Sitting in my room felt like being trapped in a cage. Everything around me felt foreign, unfamiliar. Recovery was tough. Physically, sure, but it was the emotional wreckage that weighed me down the most.

Y/n's face kept popping up in my mind, like a stubborn ghost. No matter how hard I tried to push her away, she stuck around. But facing her meant confronting a whole mess of feelings I wasn't ready to deal with.

Hospital visits with Y/n were bittersweet. Her concern was evident, her questions unspoken but loud. I didn't have the words to explain the mess in my head. It was easier to keep her at arm's length, even though it hurt like hell, but now its been over a week since I have seen her.

Sometimes, I wondered what could've been if things were different. Would Y/n still be with me, laughing by my side? Or had I already screwed things up beyond repair?

A gentle knock on the door broke my thoughts. "Regina? You okay in there?" It was Mom, her voice tinged with worry.

Forcing a smile, I tried to sound convincing. "Yeah, Mom, just... lost in thought."

Regina's mom settled onto the edge of the bed, her gaze soft with concern. "Regina, honey, I need to talk to you about something." Her voice held a hint of hesitation, as if she were unsure of how her words would be received.

I turned to face her, curiosity mingling with the apprehension swirling in my chest. "What is it, Mom?"

She took a deep breath, as if steeling herself for what she was about to say. "I saw Y/n today," she admitted, her tone gentle yet firm.

My heart skipped a beat, a jolt of panic coursing through me. "You what?" I managed to choke out, my mind reeling with a thousand questions.

Regina's mom reached out, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. "I saw her at the coffee shop, with someone else," she explained, her words slow and deliberate.

A surge of mixed emotions washed over me—confusion, hurt, and a flicker of something that felt uncomfortably close to jealousy. "Who was she with?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Regina's mom hesitated for a moment, her expression troubled. "Another girl," she replied quietly, her eyes searching mine for any sign of reaction.

I felt the colour drain from my face as the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Y/n was moving on, finding comfort in someone else's company

I felt the colour drain from my face as the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Y/n was moving on, finding comfort in someone else's company. But why did it bother me so much? I shook my head, trying to dispel the confusing mix of emotions swirling inside me. It didn't matter if Y/n was dating someone else. I didn't like Y/n in that way.

Yet, as much as I tried to convince myself of that fact, a small voice in the back of my mind whispered otherwise. The pang of jealousy I felt at the thought of Y/n with someone else was undeniable. But why? I pushed the thought aside, refusing to entertain the idea that I might have feelings for Y/n beyond friendship.

mom must have noticed the turmoil brewing beneath the surface because she gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. "Regina, honey, are you okay?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.

I forced a smile, hoping to mask the turmoil raging inside me. "Yeah, Mom, I'm fine," I replied, my voice sounding hollow even to my own ears. "It's just... a lot to process, you know?"

Her expression softened, understanding flickering in her eyes. "I know, sweetheart. But remember, I'm here for you, no matter what."

As mom left, I immediately scrolled through my social media feeds, my heart pounded with a mixture of anxiety and curiosity. I wasn't sure what I was hoping to find – perhaps some clue about the mysterious woman Y/n had been spotted with, or maybe just some reassurance that I was overreacting.

But as I sifted through countless posts and updates, I found nothing but frustration and disappointment. There were no mentions of Y/n's new companion, no photos or hints to suggest who she might be. It was as if she had appeared out of nowhere, a ghost haunting the edges of my consciousness.

I sighed in frustration, closing the app with a sense of defeat. It seemed that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape the feeling of unease that gnawed at my insides. Y/n's newfound friendship with this mystery woman was like a thorn in my side, a constant reminder of my own insecurities and doubts.

But as much as I tried to push the thoughts away, they continued to plague me, like a relentless tide that refused to recede. Was I just being paranoid, or was there something more going on between Y/n and this woman? And if so, what did that mean for me?

I shook my head, trying to clear away the doubts that threatened to overwhelm me. It didn't matter, I told myself firmly. Y/n was free to see whoever she wanted, and it was none of my business. But deep down, I couldn't shake the feeling of longing that tugged at my heartstrings, urging me to seek out answers that I wasn't sure I wanted to find.

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I stared at the computer screen, my finger hovering hesitantly over the mouse. Was I really about to do this? Take an "Are You Gay" quiz? The thought alone was enough to make me chuckle nervously.

But in all honesty, I was curious. Ever since my mom mentioned seeing Y/n with someone else, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that maybe there was more to my feelings for her than I had previously realized.

With a shrug, I clicked on the quiz and began answering the questions. "Do you find yourself attracted to people of the same gender?" Well, that was an easy one. I glanced over at a picture of Y/n on my desk and couldn't help but smile. "Definitely," I muttered under my breath.

The next question made me pause. "Have you ever had a crush on someone of the same gender?" I chewed on my bottom lip nervously, well apparently I used too I muttered, clicking on the "I'm not sure" option.

As I worked my way through the quiz, I couldn't help but laugh at some of the questions. "Do you enjoy watching romantic comedies?" Um, who doesn't? "Have you ever fantasized about kissing someone of the same gender?" I felt my cheeks flush at that one, but I clicked on "Occasionally" with a sheepish grin.

Finally, I reached the end of the quiz, my heart pounding with anticipation. The results flashed on the screen, and I couldn't help but hold my breath as I read them.

"Congratulations! You're... Kinda Gay!"

SHIT.