𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒢𝑒𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗TWENTY-TWO ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Regina's POV

"Who the fuck is Y/n?! Was it that tutor girl that came over the other day?!" My dad had screamed, I stood there, frozen in fear. He was holding up my phone, scrolling through me and Y/n's texts. "She's just my tutor dad! Barely even a friend!" I had tried to reason.

"Oh yeah? Do friends say 'goodnight babe' or "I miss you baby' to each other?!?" I had nothing to counter that. He had all the proof he needed right there in my phone. Out of nowhere he slaps me across the face. "Goddamnit! Answer me Regina!"

Suddenly my mom burst into the room. "Frank, what is going on here?!" She yelled moving closer to him.

"Our daughters are fucking dyke! That's what's going on!" Tears streamed down my face as my mom looked at my dad in disgust. "Don't you dare call our-" she corrected herself. "My daughter that!"

My mom came over to me and hugged me tightly, wiping the tears away from my eyes. "But she is June! She's one of those lesbians!" My dad yelled, clearly frustrated.

"So what?!" My mom screamed, tears forming in her own eyes as mine wouldn't seem to stop. "I don't want that life style for my daughter!" He said angrily.

My mom narrowed her eyes at him. "Your daughter? Since when have you even cared to help raise her?!" My dad was silent, as my mom only shook her head from side to side.

"Get out." Was all she said, as my dad looked at her in confusion. "What?" He gritted out in fits of anger.

"I said get out Frank!" She screamed. "Get out of my house and stay away from my daughter."

My dad didn't dare say another word, as he left, throwing my phone somewhere, and slamming the door behind him.

I completely collapsed into my mother's arms, crying my heart out. "Why am I look this!" I yelled through sobs. My mom rubbed my back soothingly. "What's wrong with me?" I asked, still crying.

"Nothing honey, there is nothing wrong with you." My mom comforted. I sobbed into her shoulder a little more before finally calming down.

"Do you want something to eat?" The older woman asked me, I shook my head 'no', I felt like if I ate anything I was gonna throw up.

"Ok, well I'll be downstairs if you need me." I nodded, as my mom exited my room. I immediately grabbed my phone and texted Y/n.

Me: come over?

Y/n: yeah ofc everything ok

Me: yea I'll explain once u get here

Y/n: already omw

I waited in my room for Y/n to come and it she seemed to be taking longe then usual, but I didn't think anything of it.

A few more minutes passed and I heard a knock on the door. "I got it!" I yelled, rushing down the stairs to go open it.

Y/n was standing there with flowers, and a pack of skittles, my favorite candy. "Baby..." I trailed off into a smile, she grinned, handing me the flowers and candy.

I took Y/n's hand and led her upstairs to my room. "Hi Mrs. George!" Y/n yelled, halfway up the stairs. My mom smiled and waved back at her.

It probably wasn't a good idea inviting my girlfriend- wait is she even my girlfriend? I'm not doing this right now. Anyways, it probably wasn't a good idea to
Invite Y/n over, especially after what just happened.

But in this moment, I really didn't care, I needed her more than anything, she was my comfort person, she felt like home more than my actual house ever did.

When we got to my room, Y/n flopped herself onto my bed, as I sat beside her. She positioned herself so she was laying in my lap as I softly played with her hair.

After a few moments, Y/n spoke up. "What did you want to explain to me?" She asked, looking up at me. I sighed, "uhm my dad went through our texts." Y/n shot up at my words. "What did he say?" She asked.

"He got really mad and yelled at me, but then my mom came and kicked him out." I knew I wasn't telling her everything, and it felt wrong doing so, but I just couldn't bring myself to tell her everything.

"A-are you ok?" She questioned, laying in my lap again, I nodded, continuing to gently play with her hair.

I looked down to see Y/n's eyes are closed. "Y/n?" I question, testing to see if she's awake or not. "Hm?" She hums out. What do I even say?

"What are we?" I ask out of nowhere. She opens her eyes at looks at me confused. "I don't know...what do
You want us to be?"

"I want you y/n." I tell her, she smiles and nods.

"I want you too, Regina." I hum in agreement. I look down at her as she suddenly speaks up. "So like are we dating-dating now?" She asks, and I laugh.

"Yes."

"So you're my girlfriend?"

"Yep,"

"So we get to celebrate Valentine's Day together?"

"Mhm"

"Anniversary's?"

"Yes!" I laugh at her dumb questions.

"Does that mean I can stay for dinner?" She asks. I laugh again. "Of course it does."

Authors note!

FRANK IS A DICKKKK

If u haven't already go check out the book on my love life it's pretty cool 🤗

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Kayla