Wlw One-Shots

"I am straight."

Part 1:

I stared at the clock ahead of me.

5:57 pm.

I couldn't wait to get home. This week I had been nothing short of a struggle. Meeting after meeting, assignment after assignment, feeling like I couldn't catch a break.

Not once.

Even while I was sleeping, I was rolling around in bed restlessly.

Another thing that wasn't helping, was my aunt being on my tail about visiting her and introducing my boyfriend to her. The only problem was, that I broke up with him months ago and had been avoiding her like the plague since then.

My mum's sister is the family type. She would love to have a lot of children. But fate did her dirty. She was infertile. So instead she started focusing on all her nieces and nephews, including me. I loved her with all my heart. There was just a small problem. More like two problems, which were quite huge actually. First of all, I am lesbian, I do not like men. Second of all, I am not fond of the idea of getting pregnant. And I am also single. Realistically, I have three problems, because she does not know about any of this. And I genuinely don't know how to break the news to her, especially since she is a bit conservative when it comes to her personal beliefs.

I looked at the time again.

5:59 pm.

The last two minutes felt more like ten. My aunt had called me just fifteen minutes ago to announce her surprise visit to town. She would be arriving tonight.

Tonight.

I was freaking out. I hated lying to my aunt. She was my favourite person in the family besides my parents. When they were busy with work, she would always make sure to take care of me. I did not want to lose the person that helped raise me. After telling me about her plans to meet me for lunch tomorrow, I was left with the decision to lie to her about my life or fully tell her the truth. Lying felt like the safer option but telling her the truth is what my aching heart desired.

"Are you ready to leave Soph?" my best and trusted queer friend, Zoe, asked. I hadn't noticed her approaching my desk. I sighed before slowly nodding my head. "Good, because I am so excited for our dinner," she squealed excitedly.

Shoot.

The dinner. I forgot. My head had been all over the place the whole week, that I completely forgot. "You forgot didn't you?" Zoe asked me, reading my face all too well. "I am so sorry," I began to explain, but she only interrupted me saying, "It is fine. When you forget something it means you're not in the right headspace. If you want to, we can go to your place, order food instead of going out and you can tell me all about it." "That sounds perfect. You are perfect," I said while looking Zoe in her eyes, incredibly relieved about the slight change of plans. She only smiled at me and we headed out of work and drove back to my place.

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"I understand your struggle. For me, it wasn't difficult to come out because I always knew that my parents weren't homophobic in any way. Yet one thing I still did to make sure, is that I subtly brought the topic up and watched their reactions plus any comments they might make. I feel like you should try that as well before completely blindsiding your aunt." Zoe had listened intently to my current worries while we ate pizza. We were now enjoying a glass of wine, while she provided advice for me. And she definitely wasn't wrong. Instead of surprising my aunt with the bulk of news I had for her, I would do it step by step. That way my conscience felt good about not completely pretending to be 'someone else' and I could still grow more comfortable with the topic of coming out and being out. "You truly give the best advice. I genuinely don't know what I would do without you," I told Zoe truthfully. "You would probably lose your mind," she said while chuckling. "I will always be here for you though. You aren't getting rid of me until the end of time." "Good thing we're best friends then," we both laughed at that.