The Lesbian Girlfriend

Part 13

I sit in the passenger seat and wait for him to yell at me, to tell me how this is all my fault. But he doesn't. I wait for him to say something, anything... But he won't speak a word to me, he won't even look at me. A couple minutes pass by before he speaks to me.

"So Madison and you?" He questions me with a deep sigh.

"She's straight."

"That's not an answer."

"It's the closest I'm willing to give you to one." I reach towards the door handle to open the car door. As I walk back into the house everything feels different, it's as if the life was sucked out of every room.