The summer before I moved to Chicago, I wasn't feeling well. I had just returned home after one year abroad. Coming home after a year in foreign countries, away from everything and everyone I knew, was – let's say, it wasn't great.
Most of my friends had already started university, and we had grown apart. My parents and sisters weren't home most of the time, and I wouldn't leave the house unless I needed to. Every time I set foot on the street, I felt like people were looking at me.
I was impatiently waiting to leave again. My plan had been moving to the Netherlands for my studies, but my parents wouldn't let me. Chicago was pretty much the furthest I could go from Austin without moving to another country. I wanted to leave all of this behind me: my parents, the memories, this town that had rejected me.
Noel and I didn't know each other in person when we decided to move in together. I found his ad online while I was looking for a flat. I texted him and from things about the apartment, it shifted to deeper topics. I don't even know how I trusted him so fast without even knowing him. Getting to a new city and knowing someone made my transition a lot much easier.
And then I got to know Elia in my first week and her roommate David and his girlfriend Nasreen. These people became my friends faster than I could've imagined and suddenly I felt at ease.
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Bizarre Love Triangle (lgbtq+)
Short StoryElia is 20 years old and has a smile like Julia Roberts. She comes from a Jewish family and wears a pair of butchy basketball shorts most of the time. Noel is the youngest of three children. His smile is shy and lovely. He is a booklover and paints...
