The Nothings

Tabitha (Chapter Twenty Five)

  "So when are you going to tell your parents?" Tabitha asked two weeks later.

 The new couple were practically living at Tabitha's house now, and Kate hadn't been home. She only called her mom once in a while to assure her that Kate was still alive. Her Mom didn't seem to care though. Kate was usually locked away in the basement when she was home anyway so she figured her Mom was just happy she was out of the house.

  "I don't know," Kate said honestly. "They'll never accept it so I don't really see the point."

  "People can surprise you."

   "Not my parents. So you told Mike?"

  "Yep," Tabitha said. "It wasn't a big deal. He already suspected. I already told Joan too."

  "I figured as she knew all about us," Kate smirked.

  "Sorry," Tabitha said with a sheepish smile as the two laid in bed together; waiting for Tabitha's alarm clock to go off as she now babysat for ten kids every day, and they would have to be up in five minutes to go greet them. Kate was now helping Tabitha with her growing business. 

  "... It just makes me sad," Kate said quietly as Tabitha played with her girlfriend's long brown hair and pushed it out of her face. "Like my parents would be over the moon if I came home with a guy and said we were in love. They'd probably jump around the living room with glee."

  "Yeah," Tabitha smiled sadly. "Who cares what they think though?'

  "I try not to," Kate admitted. "They can't even be in my life now. Not that I really wanted them to be. My Mom is a decent person sometimes, but I know she'd never be okay with it so why bother?"

  "I don't want you to give up your family," Tabitha laid her head down on Kate's bare shoulder.

  "You were more family in one month of knowing you than they ever were," Kate smiled and kissed the top of her head. "I might miss my Mom, but my Dad.. nope. Not in the slightest. It makes me sad though that this person who was supposed to be so important and love me more than anyone... just doesn't. It has nothing to do with me being bi either. He's never loved me. It still hurts. Not as much now thankfully, but growing up realizing your own Dad doesn't love you made me wonder if anyone even could. Like if your own parents can't..."

"Who can?" Tabitha finished.