USWNT - High School

Chapter 33

Christen's POV

Monday classes were slow, but it was good to be with Julie again, even if it meant being in class. She had spent most of the weekend with her best friends, and I was happy she did seeing as I kinda feel like I've been stealing her away a lot lately. But it doesn't mean I didn't miss her.

The school day ended eventually and Julie was home alone for the evening so we decided to cook dinner together at her place. We're both equally bad at cooking, so if we do it together we've managed to make some decent meals.

**

"Okay, put it in the oven." Julie smiled eagerly as she finished the nachos. It wasn't the most complicated dish to make, but whatever we managed to make without burning anything was a success for the both of us.

"Great. 15 minutes, what do you wanna do while we wait?" I took of the cooking gloves, and placed them on the counter. Before I managed to turn around, Julie was suddenly standing close behind me, locking me in with her arms on the counter.

"I can think of something." She breathed huskily into my ear, and it sent chills down my spine. She chanced the mood instantly, and the tension between us were rapidly increasing. My entire body tensed as she started leaving sloppy kisses down my neck.

"J, we- what about the-" I tried getting sentences out, but it was hopeless. The affect she has on me is beyond describable. I lose all common sense and she could probably get me to do pretty much whatever she wanted.

"Fine, let's do it your way." I breathed out myself now, quickly spinning in her grip so I could face her. In one swift motion I grabbed her face in the palm of my hands, and pulled her lips to mine. I needed a bite of my favorite taste right now.

Julie responded hungrily to my kiss, and seconds later let her hands wandered behind my waist and downwards. She eventually ended under my upper things, and gallantly lifted me up on the counter I was previously leaning on.

She stood firm between my legs, and the kiss quickly became heated. I wrapped my legs around her, pulling her closer to me even if that physically wasn't possible at that moment. I wanted more of her, all of her.

"Julie? Are you hom-" Before I could even try and react to what was happening, Julie jumped away from me in pure shock. The sound of the voice came sudden, seeing as I had been completely and utterly engrossed in the now confused girl in front of me.

I looked up to see a woman, some resemblance to the younger blonde, and it was easy to jump to a conclusion. That is Julie's mother.

I quickly jumped down from the counter, embarrassment over getting caught like that creeping in, and definitely unsure on what to do next. Julie seemed both shocked and terrified, which made me even more confused.

"Julie, I- I didn't think you, what do you think you are doing?" The older woman spoke up, the mood quickly changing. I could almost see a darkness in her eyes, hatred and fear towards what she had walked in on. It was like something clicked inside me just then. This is why Julie hadn't wanted me to come over, why we had spent most of the time together at my house. Why she's been holding back. Her parents are homophobic. It might be naive to think, but the thought hadn't even crossed my mind. I've grown up in such a free-minded home, and I never felt any guilt or shame for my sexuality at all, which I shouldn't. No one should.

"Mom, I thought you guys were out. I- this is Chris-" Julie tried speaking up, but got rudely interrupted by her mother raising her voice.

"I don't care what her name is, Julie. Get her out of my house." I was in shock to the adult women's words. She hadn't even looked at me properly since she walked in, but judged me simply because I had kissed a girl, specifically her daughter. The tone in her voice scared me, and I had no idea what to do.

"Mom, don't do this, don't talk to her like that." Julie raised her voice back at her mom, clearly something she doesn't do often. The anger that raged in the adult's eyes once again at this point made me terrified. I just wanted to get out out there, away from the situation.

"JJ, it's okay. I'll just leave." I kept my voice as low as possible, but still hearable for Julie. It was quite impossible to keep it out of her mothers hearing range unfortunately.

"It's not okay, don't touch her." I had put my hand on Julie's arm out of habit, mostly as a comforting squeeze I suppose, but it backfired. The panic in the woman's eyes, the fear and confusion, it all surfaced from my touch.

I kept my hands to myself as I gave Julie a somewhat forced smile, trying my best to tell her it's okay, and walked towards the door. I knew none of this was her fault, and the last thing I wanted was for her to feel guilty on top of everything, but I had to go.

I absolutely hated seeing the defeat in her eyes, the embarrassment she felt. I didn't know it up until now, but I think this right here must be my worst nightmare. I cannot think of another thing that would make me as devastated as seeing this.

The older woman moved out of my way, still not looking directly at me. I didn't turn around, knowing I would probably break down in tears if I was Julie's face right now. I hated leaving her here with that woman, no one should have to go through that. I can only imagine what she'll do now, but I think I'll do more harm than good by doing anything at all.

I heard some mumbling as i was on my way out, and then a louder "no" followed by more quiet. Seconds later her mother came to the door, impatiently waiting for me to leave. I suppose Julie had tried to walk me out, but was denied that opportunity.

I walked out the door and felt it slam shot only inches behind me. I couldn't move for a moment, I had to collect myself in order to process what just happened. I had gone from heaven to hell in 0.2 seconds and I wasn't quite sure how yet.

**

'Are you okay?' I knew it was a stupid question, but the anticipation was killing me. I hadn't heard from Julie since I left her house, and it was now 11:02pm. I had to text her. There was no way I could go to sleep, and I couldn't go back to her house either. All I could do was wait and hope for the best.

"Chris?" Channing suddenly spoke quietly from the front door, probably unsure if it was me awake or not. I quickly tried to wipe away the tears that had surfaced, but it was probably still clear that I had been crying.

"Chris, are you okay? What happened?" Channing reviled a serious face the second she stepped through the door to the living room, confirming I still looked upset.

"I'm fine. It's just-" I paused, I didn't know what it was, and I wasn't fine at all. I wondered for a second if lying was pointless when it came to Channing, and quickly realized it was.
"It's Julie." I sighed, as Channing put her bag down and walked over to the couch. She sat down and immediately pulled me into her arms as she sat down next to me.

The warm and comforting feeling was like a bulldozer tearing down my walls, and I suddenly felt the urge to cry again like never before. Let it all out.