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Julie had spend the last month not getting out of her house except to go to her job, and she would go with a wig and sunglasses.
Her weekends and free time were reserved to cry on her bed, wondering if Lana had actually betrayed her or not.
The pain was easing real slowy, but she avoided all her friends because they would treat her really different. Some kept asking her question about Lana, and that led her to just avoid all of them at the time. The only one who seemed truly worried was Nina, and somehow, that made it even harder to open up to her.

However, she found inspiration to finish her book and spend the last weekend trying to get some editorials to distribute it. She had no answer yet, and just decided to wait.

Every single day she was missing Lana. She tried to find ways of stop thinking about her. She was so furious at first about her betrayal, but now there's only pain. She can't believe someone as sweet as her, that would kiss her and caress her face until she fall asleep, that would write romantic songs about her, that would swear that she loved her. Not only that, she had the nerve to deny it and get angry, when it was all so obvious.
But the truth is, she missed her touch, her scent, her smile, those stupid dimples, her wavy long haif, her body, her kisses... everything. She was addicted to every single one of those things and sometimes felt like she couldn't live withouth it. Sometimes she thinks that perhaps, Lana wasn't responsible for her being outted, but has to convince herself that she was because she already lost her, she already insulted her, so what's the point now on thinking she might haven't done that? There's no coming back from that now. But thinking that perhaps Lana didn't do that keeps her up at night sometimes.

Her parents and siblings kept calling her and calling her, but she was ignoring them all the time.
However, she heard a knock on the door and when she opened up, she saw her older sister Tara. Her sister looked a lot like her, but with brown eyes and instead of curly hair, afro hair.
"What are you doing here?"
"We've all been really worried about you, Julie" Her sister said, walking inside and closing the door.
"Since when?" Julie asked.
"We may not be the best showing it, but we care. I care" She extended her hand. "I'm sorry this happend to you, I wish you had been able to come out to all of us whenever you wanted to. But I'm here. You can talk to me" Tara said, and Julie sat on the couch.
She explained everything from the start to her, letting everything out, and it felt quite therapeutic.

"I wouldn't be so sure about Lana being the responsible, Julie. When you got involved with a celebrity, you should have known that this was a possibility" Tara told her.
"It was her... I know it was her"
"Anyway... for me, you're still the same person. Lesbian, bisexual or not... it really does not make a difference to me or to our brother. However, mom hasn't said a word, and I know dad is having a hard time adjusting to the news" Her sister said, holding her hand. "But I think you should go talk to them, it's better now. I'll be there for you, and Roy will be there too, so you won't be alone, what do you think?" Julie took a deep breath and nodded, and Tara hugged her tight. "Don't worry, okay? It will be alright. If they don't take things good, fuck them. We will stand by you, don't you doubt that, okay?"
"Yeah..." Julie said, and begin to sob.
"Roy really wants to see you too. We just want to see you okay"

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