Johanna (GirlxGirl)

Chapter Thirteen

Mom: Get home now we have a family dinner tonight

I read the text which I had just received from my mother. I was furious at this point. I was with Johanna. I was about to have the best time ever. The moment I've been waiting for was now ruined.

"I gotta go," I announced. I grabbed my things and left without saying another word. I reached home and met my mother and grandmother hovered over the stove.

"You can't stay your backside home?" My grandmother asked as soon as I walked into the house.
"I was at my friend house trying to finish this project we have due in two weeks" I explained.
"Go wash your hands and come help clean up around this place!" She shouted. I didn't argue back. I just did as I was told. I grabbed a mop and ran it over the floor.

"I'm not even feeling this dinner,"my brother Jaden said to me. We were inside his room watching television waiting for our The guests (our family) to arrive.
"You think I wanna be here?" I asked. I didn't want to be there. I wanted to be with Johanna. I wanted to be on her. I loved her touch. Her soft skin pressed against mine sent chills throughout my entire my body. She gave me a feeling no one else had ever given to me.

"Jada! Jaden!" I heard my mother shout from the dining room. I guess our family members had arrived. We both walked into the kitchen, and I was right.  There seated at the table was our Aunty Bertha, she was old and miserable, her daughter Stacy and husband Andrew alongside their daughter Taliyah. Our other aunty Paulette and her husband George was also there, with their two children Garron and Grace. Garron was 28 and Grace was 22. She was the prettiest cousin in our family. I know I shouldn't be thinking of my cousin in this way, but if we weren't blood related, I'd totally fuck her. No cap.
We joined them at the table and we began to eat our food.
"Jada bless the food," my grandmother directed. Why was she always asking me to pray out of everyone? I didn't make it a big deal because I refused to argue with her in front of our other family members, so I prayed.
We all began eating our meals. It was a great dinner. My uncle George told a few jokes making us laugh. About an hour had passed and we were still at the table just having regular discussions when my Aunt Bertha looked at me.
"When are you going to bring your boyfriend for us to meet?" She asked. I almost choked on my drink. Boyfriend? Where'd she get that piece of information from that I had a boyfriend.
"I actually don't have a boyfriend," I informed her.
"What? Pretty girl like you don't have a boyfr-"
"That's because she's gay,"my brother interrupted and announced to everyone at the table. All eyes turned to me. I could see the anger inside my grandmother's face.
"There's nothing I hate more in this world than sissy people! Ain't no lesbian staying in my house! I know something was up with you!" My grandmother scolded me in front of everyone.
"That's an abomination," my Aunt Bertha joined in.
"Yeah you can't live your life like that" Aunt Paulette gave her two cents. I looked at my mother and she seemed disappointed in the news too. I knew how judgmental my family was. This isn't how I wanted them to find out. They then began to question me.
"So you telling me you have a girlfriend?" My grandmother asked me.
"No I don't," I answered.
"You better don't bring no girl around her introducing her as a girlfriend cause I'm telling you now that I'm not accepting it!".

My eyes became watery again. I was going to cry. I guess my grandmother noticed "...them tears don't move me. I'm not accepting it!"

At this point, I didn't even want to be at the anymore. I got up and ran to my room and locked my door. I shoved my head into my pillow and I cried. I couldn't believe my brother put me on the spot like that. It wasn't his place to tell my parents about my sexuality, but who am I kidding? They was bound to find out sooner or later anyways.