Maybe

Chapter Seven

When he leaves and I go back inside the house, it's obvious something's up with me. I just didn't realize how obvious it was until Ashtyn asked what was going on.

"Well, I um... Found out that you're gay." Before I can say anything else, she runs out of the house. Patrick runs after her without even looking at me. I stand there motionless for a minute before walking up to my room. Why'd she run? I mean, I get that she didn't want me to know, but it can't be that I'd be homophobic, because Patrick's gay and I don't have any problem with it. The only gay person I have a problem with is myself and she doesn't know that, so she can't honestly think I'd be mad or that we'd stop being friends.

When I get to my room, I don't hesitate to strip down to my underwear before crawling in the bed. I turn on some music before laying on my back and staring up at the ceiling. My thoughts become so hectic and tangled that I can't separate one from another. After a while, I stop trying to and instead fall asleep.

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I wake up around two or three in the morning to someone making noise in the kitchen. I get out of bed slowly, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I find a shirt and some pajama pants. As I walk to the stairs, I put them on, almost falling when putting on the pants. I walk slowly to the kitchen, stopping in my tracks when I hear one of those fake ass giggles that dumb bimbos do. I roll my eyes and start walking again, wondering who it is.

When I get around the corner, my brothers making out with some slut in a short skirt and a shirt that hardly covers anything. I roll my eyes and walk back upstairs. I decide to message Ashtyn on Facebook.

Ash                                                                           Dom

Hey, are you okay? What's going on?

Why would you care?

Because you're my friend. It doesn't matter to me
that you're gay. You're still my best friend.

Well it should matter to you!

Why?

Because I'm a girl, who's into girls, and you're a
girl too.

Yeah, and?

How does this not matter?

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Only it does matter to me. It really does. Just for a different reason than she thinks. Now that I know she's gay, I'm a lot more worried that I'll decide to do something and my parents will find out. I'm not ready to move again.

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I wake up to my alarm going off. I groan as I lean over to shut it off. I sigh in relief when the beeping stops. I contemplate not going to school today, but I have to. I also have to take my siblings because my parents still aren't back. Their flight must've been delayed or something cause they were supposed to be back yesterday.