don't tell a soul (a short story)

dont tell a soul

A/N: this is the very first story I have ever written. Sorry if it is shit. (Not edited)

Both characters in this story are girls.

(On the phone)

= hi.

- hey ab. What is it? Why are you calling me?

= um, I have something to tell you.

- what is it bro? Spill!

= ok, ok. So um.., uh... I think I might have a um..

- spit it out!

= what is the term when you want to kiss someone so bad but they probably aren't in love with you and you're in love with them and—

- a.. Crush?

= yea, that's it.

- OH MY GOSH! MY BBY FINALLY HAS A CRUSH!! WHO'S THE LUCKY GUY?

= umm.. Err...

- err.. Girl?

= (pause) yeeeea. Is that bad?

- no no no! But, who is the girl???

= um.. About that...

- why are you so hesitant? Is it someone we both know?

= um...

- yes, no? CMON YOU KNOW YOU CAN TELL ME ANYTHING! I WONT JUDGE I PROMISE!

= you'll want to move to Canada and change your name when you hear who it is.

- I promise I'll keep my mouth shut. Just go on I'm not good at being patient.

= ok, ok. She has brown hair, brown eyes, a pretty smile..

- wait, wait, wait. Is it ____?

= ..

- ...

= yes.

- ...

= (sob) I knew you would react this way. But for the love of god all I ask is please don't tell.

- ...

= (now hysterical crying) hello? HELLO? ARE YOU STILL HERE? DID SHE HEAR? OH GOD IF SHE HEARS SHE WOULD KILL ME IVE HAD A CRUSH ON HER SINCE SIXTH GRADE AND I KNOW SHES HOMOPHOBIC BUT THERE IS JUST SOMETHING ABOUT HER I—

- Shh, shh. ab. I'm still here. I didn't tell a soul it's ok. calm down. You're ok. I won't even tell myself again.

= (distant sobs)

- ab, listen. I was just so taken aback that I should have responded Sooner. This is just all very new to me.

= (calming down) I understand.

-And also, there is something I need to tell you too.

= what?

- I always kind of knew you were gay.

= bi.

- oh. I'm sorry I—

= don't sweat it. I know this is new to you and thank you for accepting me. But please, please, PLEASE don't tell a fucking soul about this. I will figure this out on my own.

- my lips are sealed.

= thank you. I just needed someone to tell.

- i know. Ok I'm running late for work and I have to go. I love you bud.

= love you too.

(Phone hangs up)

Ab sat there the whole night, looking up at her ceiling covered in green glow-in-the-dark stars. If she only had someone to share them with. At that very moment, she knew she had to win her over.

A/N: I wrote this story based on a girl I like in my school. She is one of my best friends but I love her so much and aggh. I also wrote this story at probably 1 am so that's when I get very feelsy.