It's been four weeks since I spoke to Dinah, I never got the courage to talk to my parents about it, but not having Dinah killed me. Every time Jacob held my hand I felt horrible and every time we had sex it never took my mind off of her. It didn't matter what I did , Dinah was always on my mind, I doubted I was on hers .
"Dad ,Mom I have to tell you something" I stood up tall. "I told you he would" my mom smiled at my dad, was Jacob thinking of proposing to me, oh well. "Um.. how do I put this, I like girls the way you want me to like Jacob" I let out , my parents looked at me as if I spoke a different language. "You know how I feel about this Normani" my dad said sternly. "But she makes me happy, isn't that what matters.." I asked. "She, she who is she?" My mom asked "..Dinah.." I mumbled. "I knew it" they said in sync . "Go to your room, don't come out until I call you backdown" my dad said.
"Um , I'm 18 I don't think so" I walked outside I took in all the fresh air . I walked to Dinah's house and I knew exactly what I was going to do.
"Is anyone home" I asked her, she stood at the door clearly not letting me in. "No , what do you want" she mumbled. "You" I kissed her lips pushing her into the house and closing the door behind us. I sucked on her neck and listened to the moans escaped her mouth. "Wait" she said softly. "They know" I replied Already knowing her question. I laid her down on the couch and sat on top of her. We kissed for a while until I started kissing down her chest.
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