Notre Petit Lieu

Cheesecake [3]

Colours,

Laughter,

Life.

All these filled the Main Street. People of different shapes, sizes and colour bombarded the meandering road.

Dusts of bright colours and glitter danced in the air before they fell and stained the people underneath it. Stalls eagerly queued along the sides selling water, body paint and other miscellaneous things.

Entangled between the dancing people were news reporter and camera crews recording live- for the nation to watch- what Mayfield was most famous for.

Festivals.

There were bright colours everywhere, music blasting from every speaker and so much laughter and fun filling every corner and turn. It was amazing to both Evelina and Fleur as it was both their first time at a pride festival. No words could explain their happiness, they were both speechless.

After hours of sharing coming out stories and having a laugh at their experiences they both head to Kate's café to have a slice of Kate's special rainbow cheesecake.

"Hi! Are you enjoying yourselves so far?" Kate asks Fleur and Evelina as she takes their order.

"Yasss!" Evelina gushes, very clearly excited and happy.

"Yeah, it's so fun being able to talk to others that have been in the same situation as us." Fleur states smiling, finishing off their cheesecake.

"Kate, is it alright if we head out for a couple more hours? We'll be back before midnight." Evelina asks.

"Of course, you don't need to ask me for permission. Just be safe, okay?" Kate replies going into the kitchen.

"We will!" Evelina says loudly, dragging Fleur outside for more hours of fun.

As they got outside they saw a massive group of rainbow crowding around a person. Curiosity getting the best of both of them they walked towards the group; not even realising that they were holding hands.

As they pushed through the group and finally came to the front where they saw a TV presenter interviewing fellow LGBTQ+ members and when they came out.

Evelina managed to hear a little snippet of the person's response to the answer: "My parents weren't very accepting of me," she felt like like she had been punched in the stomach, that was the thing she feared the most.

Evelina had never been close to her parents to begin with; they always seemed to favour the younger daughter, Amber, she was athletic, social and popular. Despite the fact that her grades weren't as good as Evelina's.

During the midst of her thoughts, the reporter and cameraman swung to both Fleur and her.

"Look at this beautiful couple," the reporter began. The heavy camera zooming in on the interlocked fingers of the held hands. "So, how long have you two been together?"

Evelina was in a state of shock. Her hand began to sweat afraid of the attention that was being placed on her. Her head drops down as if she wanted to tighten up onto a ball and disappear.

A slight squeeze of her hands reassured her. She looked up into Fleur's eyes, within their grey irises, Evelina could see her weak self staring back.

She didn't want to be weak.

"We're actually not-"

"Going to say." Evelina finished. The words leaving her mouth with confidence. "We've been together long enough to know that time doesn't matter."

She smiled at Fleur, causing their heart to beat out of time like a Chopin piece.

"Wow," the reporter laughed, "that was very cute. We wish you the best for the future." And walked off to interview other people.

A deep sigh left Evelina's lips.

That was the most nervous that she had ever felt in a long time, but she knew that she was another step closer to accepting herself, and promising herself that after this trip she was going to come out to her parents.

A fit of laughter came from beside her. "Since when were we together?"

"Apparently since a long time ago, but I want to break up. The feelings I had then are not the ones I feel now." Evelina pulling her most heartbroken voice she could, two years of drama GCSE aiding in her attempts.

"If you break up with me, I might end up with..." There was a slight pause and a fake shudder, "Louella." A sudden serious tone in her voice matching with an emotionless face.

Louella was a girl they managed to keep in touch after with after high school, despite their desperate attempts to push her away, memories of Louella constantly stalking them and random hug attacks flooded into their minds.

The last time they spoke to her was when they accidentally met her in Comic-con, even though they both told her that they couldn't attend, and she was dressed in full Lolita costume announcing that she was going to become a full time cosplayer.

After a moment of silence, Evelina solemnly spoke,"I will never leave you."

As much as both of them thought it was a joke, hearing those words made something seem so real.

Something sparked up in their hearts. Occasionally this feeling would pop up and linger but after many years, they both learnt how to push them down and bottle them up. Ignoring them until the next time that it comes up. But after hearing those words the flame that was ignited sparked harder than ever.

Before either of them could say something, Fleur's phone rang in their pocket.

"Hello?

Uhh, yeah.

What?

How could you be so careless?

I purposely did them all so I could go on this trip." Fleur sighed deeply, "So how many do I have to redo?

HALF OF THEM?!" There was a hint of defeat in their voice, "Fine, if I leave now I can get to the office about 7pm." And swiped the button to end call.

The pair were upset that their holiday was cut short due to the apprentice spilling coffee over the illustrations that Fleur had completed. Fleur promised that they would come back as soon as the pages were redone and for Evelina to stay for the remaining few days of the festival.

Shortly after the two parted ways Evelina arrived at the front door of the café to help Kate, to her, no place was worth going if Fleur wasn't there. The day passed slowly and just as the sun began to set, her phone rang.

Excitement filled her as she had been waiting to receive a phone call from Fleur so she could tell them about everything that had happened whilst they were gone, but the joyous feelings soon washed away when she saw the caller ID.

It was her parents.