The big night

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"Oh my god! I'm so excited! We look adorable!" Juliet squealed, beaming at me. "Don't you think Vi? I knew it was a good idea to have dresses in the same shade! We compliment each other so well. This is perfect!" I just nodded, and stared at the wall. I seriously didn't want to be here. I had intended on staying home in my pj's and watching Netflix on the night of prom, while Juliet went and had her fun. Just do this for Juliet, I kept repeating to myself. You're doing this for Juliet. God I hate this dress. It was a long, sleek, ballgown style, "salmon" dress. I'm pretty sure it's just bright pink, but Juliet keeps insisting it's salmon. And it was so fucking itchy. It was uncomfortable, and it was slightly too big in the chest, so I had to keep yanking it up. "Come on Violet! Let's go before all the good songs play!" Juliet said, grabbing my hand, and dragging me towards the auditorium where prom was taking place. The music was incredibly loud, and it was really dark. I already didn't like this place. In the middle of the ceiling was a huge disco ball, that was rotating slowly, casting small bits of light around the large room. Near the far corner stood a small table with a bowl of punch, and several trays of sandwiches. Most people seemed to be in the center of the room, on the dance floor, spinning around, laughing and chatting. Juliet stood next to me, in awe it seemed, by everything. I really don't know why. It wasn't that great. "Wow" Juliet said, just loud enough for me to hear her. "This. Is. Awesome! Come on, lets go dance!" She grabbed my hand, and dragged me to the dance floor, just as a song by Iggy Azalea started to play. Juliet began a series of extremely stupid dance moves, while I stood next to her, motionless. As soon as she noticed I wasn't dancing, Juliet stopped, and frowned at me. "Violet. Please? Can you just get into this a bit? For me?" She pleaded, giving me her puppy dog look. I sighed. Why did I like her so much? "Yeah sure. Sorry Juliet" I said, trying to smile. Juliet grinned at me. "YAYYY! THANK YOU!" She squealed, hugging me extremely tightly. The Iggy Azalea song came to an end, right as Juliet pulled back from the hug. "Alright ladies and gentlemen, now that we've had a few fun songs, it's time for our first slow song of the night. So grab your partner, and get on out there." The DJ said, his voice echoing around the room. Then, a slower song started to play, and everyone started to quiet down. I looked at Juliet. "Um, we can go get some punch if you want, since this is supposed to be a slow dan-" I started, before Juliet cut me off. "No. I wanna stay. Violet, may I have this dance?" She asked, extending her hand to me, and mock bowing. I froze, in shock. She wanted to slow dance with me. And slow dances were typically meant to be romantic. Damn it. "Uh- um- sure?" I said, stuttering. Juliet smiled, and put her hands on my hips, drawing me close. "Okay, now you put your hands on my shoulders. Okay Vi?" She said quietly, smiling at me. I did as I was told. We swayed back and forth for a minute or two, while couples around us, did the same. "I'm really enjoying this Violet. Thank you for coming with me" Juliet said quietly. I said nothing for a minute. Quite frankly, I had no idea what had come over Juliet, and I was extremely confused. "Yeah, uh no problem." As the song began to come to an end, couples slowed their swaying, and began kissing. Suddenly, Juliet pulled me forward, so that I was inches away from her lips. I stared at them, not sure what to do. Then, just as suddenly, Juliet gasped, and shoved me away. "Violet! What the hell? We're just here as friends! And now you try and kiss me? You know I'm not into girls, like you!" She said, loudly enough so that everyone around us could hear. Everyone was staring at us now. I just stood there. "But- you-" Juliet cut me off, shoving a hand in my face. "No! I don't want to hear it! I can't believe you'd do that to me! I mean, I knew you liked me, but come on! This is pathetic. Trying to force me to kiss you?" She glared at me. My eyes began to fill with tears. I turned around, pushing my way through staring, open-mouthed, people. I ran as fast as I could to the auditorium doors, yanked them open, and walked out. The huge doors slammed behind me, blocking out the noise, and leaving me with the silence of the empty hallway. I sank down against the wall, and started to sob. No. Here wasn't a good place. Someone might come out and see me. I stood up, starting to make my way towards the doors that led outside, when I heard the slamming of the auditorium doors, and the sound of Juliet's voice calling my name. "Violet! Violet! Wait! I have to tell you something!" I froze, and spun around. "What do you want" I asked, my voice cold. Juliet, of all the things to do, beamed at me. "You were great!" My mouth fell open. What the hell was she talking about? Her smile faltered, once she noticed my expression. "Oh, I guess I better explain." I glared at her. "Yeah. That might be nice." Juliet gave me a pitying look. "Do you know why nobody asked me to prom?" She asked, giving me an expectant look. I raised my eyebrows. "Because nobody likes you?" Juliet laughed, and looked at me like I was a ridiculous little kid. "No, no. I just said that on the phone because I couldn't tell you the real reason. The real reason is because-" Juliet paused, motioning me to come closer. "It's because everyone thought I was a lesbian. And they thought we-" She motioned to us. "Were together." She whispered, as though this was some disgusting secret. "So what was that in the gym then!" I asked, tears beginning to fill my eyes again. "Well, I had to convince everyone I wasn't a lesbian SOMEHOW." She said calmly. I crossed my arms. "Then why didn't you ask me to help you? Why did you just embarrass me in front of everyone?" Juliet rolled her eyes. "Because, Violet, it had to look real. And we both know you can't act. And besides. How did I embarrass you?" I stepped away from her. I couldn't believe I had ever liked her. She was so selfish. So awful. Of course she wouldn't think about how I would feel about this plan. "It embarrassed me because I am a lesbian. And I do like you." Juliet's eyes widened. She just stood there, staring. "But- you said-"

"I lied" I said coldly, cutting her off. "And to think I considered you my friend. What was that speech the other day? You said we were friends. And friends have each other's backs." Juliet looked like she was gonna cry. "Considered? But- but- we're still friends! Right?" She asked, her voice faltering. God she was stupid. If she had thought I was gonna be her friend after she pulled a stunt like that, she was an idiot. "Not anymore Juliet. I'm done. Liking you was obviously a mistake. Besides. There's somebody I have to go apologize to. Now why don't you go talk to one of those guys who KNOW you're not a lesbian now?" Juliet just stood there. I turned around, and pushed open the door that went outside. And then I walked. I walked far away. As far as could from the school. Then, I reached an empty field. And everything came back. All the emotions. I sat down, and began to cry. At first the tears were silent. But they soon turned into huge sobs. I wanted to walk home, but I had no idea where I was now. My vision was blurred, and I was still gasping. So I did the only thing I could. I curled up into a ball, and continued sobbing. 

I don't know I long I've been lying here, but I knew I was cold. Freezing. And it was late. Neither of my parents would care though. They were divorced, and I lived with my mother, who was always on business trips. In fact, she was in New York right now. My father had disappeared a year after the divorce, and we haven't seen him since. I stayed in my little ball, shivering, and wishing I had someone here to lie with me. Angel. I could almost hear her voice. Feel her arms around me. My body being lifted off the ground as she picked me up, brushing my hair aside and whispering that I would be okay now. Everything was spinning. And now everything was black. 

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