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Emily's POV

"Emily!..." Shay yells at me , causing me to stop in my footsteps, I swallowed hard before facing her and kevin.

It only took seconds to realize my mother and Alison were left at the table. By themselves, shit.

"I'll leave you guys be," Kevin says, I roll my eyes at the fact he was even here.

Matter of fact none of them needed to be here, and it made no sense they came to "check on me" when after I moved in to stay with talia, neither one of them cared about me.

"Jesus, emily... you can't just walk out of there because you're upset," Shay tells me, as if I was in the wrong for wanting to avoid having an argument with my mother.

"Upset? No, shay. I am way past being upset, I am furious." I tell her seriously.

She approaches me more, "I know, okay. I completely understand, em. I get it" she says trying to calm me down, the only thing she was doing was adding fuel to the fire.

"You do? Tell me what exactly is it that you understand, shay? Because I never once saw mom not accept you as a daughter because of who you are." I spat seriously.

She sighs before rolling her eyes, "not this again... this has nothing to do with you being gay. It has everything to do with the fact you aren't being yourself anymore. I mean Alison... She seems nice and everything but I don't think you're happy... not like how you used to be."

She was delusional as i thought she was, and to think she was the better student in school between the two of us. I didn't give two shits what she thought.

"Used to be? You mean when I was in a relationship with someone was too boring and foolish to realize what they had in front of them, someone who considered work more important than a fiance, or... someone who." I cut myself off realizing i was upsetting myself more than I realized.

"Whether you choose to see this or not, this has everything to do with that fact that I am gay, Shay. Even if I was with Alison or not... she would still be like this" I finish telling her the truth.

And it hurts because it never going to change, my mom not accepting as a daughter because I was attracted to the same sex, while my sister was always considered the perfect daughter...

"Em..." she trails off.

"I can't actually believe you said that you understand, because you don't. So don't you dare open your damn mouth and try to tell me how to feel when you have always been accepted by her." I spat causing her to scoff at my statement.

"You're right, I don't but that doesn't give you the right to act like you're the only one hurting. You think I was happy when she found out I moved in with Kevin?" She asks, causing me to blink at her.

How can she compare the two when they have NO correlation. That is a complete difference and her privilege was showing, she had a choice whether to move in with her creepy boyfriend, me? NO. I was told to leave if I didn't like the way I was being treated in her house. So I left, I ended up staying with Talia before I even graduated highschool.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" I asked her seriously, causing her to look at me in confusion as if she had no clue to what I was talking about.

"You think it was easy doing that, emily? It's not fair that you act like this. Why do you keep thinking you're the only one who feels this way, i mean... " I cut her off snapping immediately, "BECAUSE I AM!" I yelled at her.

"You're actually comparing me being disowned by our mother to her getting upset at you for moving in with Kevin, are you serious?" I ask her to release a lot of my built up anger.

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