𝐊.𝐏 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

3. | is love a secret?

author's note: fluff! feel free to request! if you are uncomfortable with mentions of homophobia and homophobic slurs then please do not read.

"i can't stand faggots mikaela. they're an abomination to this earth! i'm so glad my daughter is straight. that makes me so proud of my little princess." i had to hear the same speech from my father every single day.

it crushed my spirit. yet i always gave a smile at the end of his homophobic talk. i lived in a society where people where accepting of homosexuality. my family were the complete opposite. they lived a righteous life and did not believe in such things as the lgbtq community.

to them it was destruction towards god's creation. my mother accepted other people's sexuality but did not want her children to be anything other than straight. my father loathed anyone who was other than straight. he would warn me that if i ever directed off of god's path i would have to go to conversion therapy. that frightened me to the fullest.

i did not want to go therapy in order to change who i was. yet i was not going to switch my life in order to make my family satisfied. "you know me dad! i don't like women like that." i fabricated. it disgusted me that i couldn't represent who i was.

i wasn't a heterosexual. i was a lesbian. what was so immoral about that? it was not their life to care for anymore. it was plain disrespectful at this point.

i needed to be with y/n. "that's my girl. i love you so much." i cleared my throat. "i love you too father." i longed to be in y/n's arms once more.

i wanted to escape even if it was for a few minutes. "hey father?" i asked. "yes dear?" "may i go over to y/n's house? today is friday and she invited me over for a sleepover." my father smiled. "of course you can.

make sure to stay safe while you're over there. call one of us once you get there okay?" "i will father. thank you." i smiled. i couldn't wait to get out of that damned house.

all i wanted to do was forget. as i walked to y/n's house, tears began to form in my eyes. would i ever be accepted by any of my family members? would i always be a secret? is love always a secret?

i wanted to love who i loved. i knew i loved y/n with all my heart. the only problem was that she was a woman. not the male that my family so desperately wanted me to be with. i felt like a disappointment.

yet i felt as though i was unique. i was not like the rest of my family. the thought of it comforted me. yet the tears still flowed from my eyes. i knocked on the wooden door and waited for y/n to appear.

"hello baby. what's wrong with you? why are you crying?" i only shook my head and let myself inside the house. y/n frowned. "dear, please tell me what's wrong."

"can we go to your bedroom?" i whispered. y/n nodded and followed me to her bedroom. y/n was becoming worried. i was such a high spirited young woman to her. that was one of the sole reasons why she adored me.

i didn't want her to be a pest towards her. "what's going on sweetheart?" y/n wrapped her arms around my shoulders. i sniffed. "i can't be who i am. i can't be free like i want to be.

i hate it y/n! i can't stand it!" "what are you talking about honey? people accept you here. i know i do." y/n smiled.

"you don't get it y/n. i'm talking about my family. my family is highly homophobic. i have to deal with their arrogant talks about how homosexuality is an abomination and how every gay person will burn into flames. i have to act as though i'm straight and you know i'm not straight y/n!

you absolutely know it and that's why you chose to be with me! if my family ever found out about my sexuality they would choose to disown me. they would forget who i ever was because of a simple thing like this. it hurts so much every single day. i can't take it anymore!"

y/n exhaled. "baby you never spoke to me about that before. why didn't you tell me sooner?" "i thought you would b-breakup with me because i have a homophobic family. i don't want you to deal with that." y/n soon wrapped her arms around my trembling body.

"oh baby i would never break up with you for something like that. your family is not of your control. they're something you can't fix. i wouldn't give up something so precious as you because of your family's beliefs. i respect them.

yet we as a couple don't have to be around them. they don't have to know because it's none of their business. i'm proud of you for telling me about your family. it means a lot to me baby. i don't want you to worry about them tonight.

i want you to focus on us. nothing but us in this space right now. can you do that for me?" i grinned. "i've been wanting to do that all night." y/n giggled and leaned her head upon my shoulder.

i pressed a kiss on top of y/n's head. "are you some type of witch or something?" i asked. "what does that mean?" "you always know how to make me feel better. i swear it's like you have some kind of power!"

y/n playfully rolled her eyes. "i'm not a witch silly! it's just my job. i want to make you feel safe and loved. i love you mikaela." "i love you more my angel."

crimson flushed across my face. i felt tranquility with y/n. i didn't want to be anywhere but in her arms. it knew it saddened her as well that my family was not accepting of the lgbtq community. that was not going to eliminate the love that she had to give to me.

i laid down against the cotton sheets. y/n followed suit. "you're so beautiful y/n." i whispered. "you're beautiful too mikaela, absolutely beautiful." we stared at one another for a few moments.

i soon placed my lips against hers. i hummed at the euphoric feeling. i anticipated for the feeling of her lips against mine. i felt the complete definition of what heaven was. our love was nothing that my family could damage.

we broke away to regain our breaths. "i love you y/n. i can't express that enough." "you know i love you more." y/n peppered kisses onto my face.

i laughed. "ah that tickles!" "that's exactly why i'm doing it." "okay, i have a serious question to ask." i stated. "what is it?" "would you ever want to marry me?"

y/n softly caressed my strands of hair. "of course i would honey. you're something so different and beautiful. i wouldn't want to let that go." "do you think that my family would accept me for who i am?

will our love always be a secret?" i muttered. "i believe your family will accept you honey. if not, that's okay. we have each other and that is all that matters. you don't need to involve yourself with people who have harmful intentions.

it's sad to even think that your family could be those people but it is life. you mean the world to me. our love won't be secret because we'll spread it to the world. we'll shout it out from the rooftops. i want everyone to know that i love mikaela straus for the goddess she is.

nothing less, nothing more." that brought tears to my face. i could not have chosen a better person in my life than y/n. i knew she would always be there for me no matter the circumstance. she was my angel.

an angel i believed god gave to me. an angel that unfortunately my family would think of as a demon. yet for now my family was out of the picture. nothing but us in this moment. "you mean the world to me."

i intertwined my fingers with hers. i didn't want to let her go. "you mean the world to me as well mikaela. we won't be a secret for long. i promise you."

our love is not a secret.