Twisting a strand of pink hair around my finger, I stared pensively into my cup of morning coffee. Heather, my cone-headed cousin from Kentucky, had texted me the night before. Apparently she knew a girl who knew a guy who knew a janitor in my school and had apparently heard 'scary things' through the grape vine. I hadn't talked to that bitch in four whole years. The last time we'd seen each other was at a family reunion, in which I'd accidentally elbowed her into a seven-foot-deep pool. And she couldn't swim at the time. (What seventeen year old can't swim? I mean, really!)
Anyways, our conversation had gone a little like this:
8:23 PM, Text Message from "stupid kentucky bitch" recieved:
omg r u gay???
8:26 PM, Text Message sent:
uhh who the f told u tht
8:30 PM, Text Message from "stupid kentucky bitch" recieved:
i herd frm some1 in ur school. it's true isnt it? i could tell when u looked at my boobs four summers ago.
8:40 PM, Text Message sent:
why do u want some?
8:42 PM, Text Message from "stupid kentucky bitch" recieved:
ew no you fucking dyke
8:50 PM, Text Message sent:
if you tell my mom, i'll tell yours that you slept with our cousin in the shed at great uncle bob's place.
9:00 PM, Text Message from "stupid kentucky bitch" recieved:
he was our second cousin! and it was only once!
9:01 PM, Text Message sent:
dont you mean "she"? ;)
9:07 PM, Text Message from "stupid kentucky bitch" recieved:
fuck you
9:10 PM, Text Message sent:
that's what i thought. now go pretend to like boys or whatever it is you do.
9:11 PM, Text Message from "stupid kentucky bitch" recieved:
FYI - i'm bi, asshole.
9:12 PM, Text Message sent:
doesn't mean your not a bitch
9:13 PM, Text Message from "stupid kentucky bitch" recieved:
likewise
9:14 PM, Text Message sent:
r u sure u know what that word means
9:14 PM, Text Message sent:
nighty night, dear cousin. think about what i've said. and don't you dare talk to my mom. i know where you live.
9:14 PM, Text Message sent:
love u too
A secretive smile took over my facial expression, and I finally thought that maybe, just maybe, things were starting to look up.
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