I was sat at home and curled up in my bed. This whole week has been so..not bad but..not good. I'm glad I met Skylar but..coming to terms with myself has just been so hard. I've grown up learning that homosexuality is terrible, I never was against it, but my mom is. That's the issue. How can I accept myself when my family can't even try?
I begin to tear up when I get a text from Skylar, well isn't this just the cherry on top of the cake.
"Hey, I know its late but do ya wanna hangout at my place?" Skylar's text reads.
"Yeah, lemme ask my mom." I reply.
"Mom?!" I yell.
"Yes?!" She asks.
"Can I spend the night at Skylar's?!"
"Sure!" She confirms.
"My mom said yeah, she'll drive me over. Be there in 10." I reply, then locking my phone.
I begin to pack up my clothes, I can't believe Skylar asked to hangout. Maybe I can tell her about my questioning.. I dont know.
I hop in the car and look out the window.
"Everything okay?" My Mom asks in a concerned tone.
"Um..yeah..Just questioning everything." I tell, my voice shakes with every word.
"Like what?" She asks, raising her brows.
"Oh it's..stupid." I say, dismissing the question.
"Ya sure?" She asks.
"...Yes." I say, beginning to tear up.
"Alright.. but if nothing were wrong you wouldnt be crying. Did a boy hurt you?" She asks.
My eyes widen, "Uh.. That's not it." I grimace.
"Well...if you ever need to tell me anything, you can just say it." She confirms. "Also try to come home early, we have church tomorrow afternoon at 12:30pm."
"Sounds...good." I sigh as we pull up to Skylar's house.
"See ya, hon. Call me before bed!" She asks.
"Will do, Love you!" I smile through my thoughts.
"Love ya!" She says, before zooming off into the night.
"Yay, ya made it!" Skylar says, coming outside. "Ready for the ni---woah...is everything okay?" Skylar asks, noticing the tears falling down my cheek.
"Uh yeah, but...I've just been thinking. It's nothing, I swear." I say, noticing how beautiful she is to me. Her hair, her eyes, her personality...all perfect.
"Let's go inside, it's kinda cold." She say's putting her hand out to me. I grab it and she pulls me inside through her lawn. Her hand is so soft..
We run upstairs to her room and she shuts the door.
"Alright, spill it." She demands in a joking way.
"...Seriously, there's nothing wrong." I say sniffing back my feelings.
"Then why is your face all red, hm?" She asks.
I stay in silence for a few moments.
"Skylar...I..how do you feel about homosexuality?" I ask, very nervously.
"Hah! Are you kidding? I'm as queer as they come! Didn't you know that?" She asks.
My face blushes as I shake my head to say "No."
"Well, surprise!...Um..but why?" She asks, sitting on her chair, sipping her tea.
"I've been..questioning myself. I've been having feelings for a girl. Like, my heart skips a beat when I just hear her name." I admit, beginning to tear up once more.
"Aw..you have a crush." She says, hugging me.
"No! I cant be gay. I...I grew up being told it was a sin. My mom would kill me. I'm straight. I'm straight!" I sternly say.
"Have you even kissed a boy or a girl?" She asks.
"Well...not really...no." I blush.
"Then how can you know for sure that you dont like girls?" She asks.
"I just, dont want to be gay.. I'm in denial I guess." I say, looking down at my feet.
"Hey..Kayla.. Look at me." She asks, nicely.
I slowly look up, just as we lock eyes, she leans over and kisses me...right on the lips.
"How'd that feel?" She asks, her face still really close to mine. My stomach is in knots.
"Good.." I say in shock. I can't believe she kissed me.
YOU ARE READING
The Skeletons in my Closet(COMPLETED!)
Teen Fiction============== This whole story is about Kayla (Main Character)'s life back to when she was going into High School. Along with her discovering her true sexuality...and eventually forming a crush on her closest friend at the school...Skylar...a girl...
