The Sun Shines Brightest in June (Completed) gxg

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

I confessed.

I had been lying in bed, sulking once again. My mother came

upstairs to check on me, as I hadn't been down all day. I was going over

my last conversation with Klara in my head, trying to decide if I was

ready to talk to her yet. I wasn't.

"Hon, are you alright?"

There were tears stinging my red, puffy eyes. I tried to wipe them

away as she sat down, but what was the use. I was sure she had already

noticed. I shook my head.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

I sat silent for a few minutes, trying to steady my breathing so I

wouldn't end up choking over my words.

"K-Klara left me."

My mother sighed.

"It can be hard to lose a friend-"

"No!" I shouted, cutting her off. "Klara wasn't just my friend!

She was my girlfriend... and I loved her."

My mother was silent for a long time, but then she did the last

thing I had been expecting. She pulled me over to her and wrapped me in

a big hug.

"Oh, honey. I know. I know it's hard to lose your first love."

I sniffled and pulled away.

"You're not... mad?"

"Mad? Why would I be mad?"

"Because I was dating a girl."

My mother let out a short, but harmless laugh.

"Oh, Sadie. No! Not at all. Your father and I both love ou for

who you are, unconditionally. We would never be bothered by the fact

that you love a girl. Love is love. We just want you to be happy."

I sniffled again.

"Really? You don't care?"

"Of course not. Besides, I can't say we didn't already know."

"What?"

She smiled.

"You're father and I figured it out a while ago, Sadie. You kids

always think you're hiding things better than you actually are."

I felt my cheeks turn red.

"But... what about Erik?"

She laughed.

"I'm not sure who that boy you brought here was, but we were

both confident that it wasn't this 'Erik' of yours. By then we were only

playing along."

"Why would you play along? Why wouldn't you confront us?"

"The Jacobs, your father, and I all agreed that it would be best to

let the two of you open up when you were ready. We weren't going to

force you to come out to us if you weren't ready."

I rubbed at my tear stained cheeks.

"But Klara isn't gay. She told me so herself. She doesn't like me

the way that I like her."

My mother began to rub my back.

"Sometimes things like that do happen, but I know that Klara

would never mean to hurt you. She may have believed she was gay at the

time. A lot of kids go through that questioning phaze in their early teens.

The thing is, when they come out on the other end, they don't always

come out on your end."

"But... I thought we were happy. I thought... I thought we were

going to be together forever."

"I understand that this is probably not what you want to hear

right now, but these things are common. Klara may not be the last girl to

break your heart. It's a part of life, but some day you will find somebody

that loves you just as much as you love them. There's a girl out there who

will make you happy someday. I know it."

"But I want Klara."

"I understand that, but we can't make people love us. I'm not

sure you're done with Klara just yet. I think you should talk to her still.

Keep in touch. It may not be the relationship you want, but you and Klara

were best friends first. I don't think you should give that up. In time I

think you'll get over her and it won't hurt so bad, and you can go back to

being the friends that you used to be."

"What if I can't get over her?"

"You can. I promise. It just takes time. You don't have to talk to

her any time soon. It can be days from now, months from now, years

from now. Take as long as you want. Just... give Klara a chance. I'm

certain she still cares very deeply about you, and is heartbroken her self

over knowing she hurt you."

"How are you so sure?" I asked.

My mother ran a hand through my hair.

"Because I'm friends with her mother."

"Oh."

She smiled and stood up.

"This doesn't have to be the end, Sadie. I know in time you'll see

that."

And with that, she was out the door, leaving me behind to let all

of her words sink in. Could I be friends with Klara after everything we

had been through?