Everything We Wanted

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⚠️(TW: Abuse, Homophobia)⚠️

(Aleah's POV)
Flashback 7 years ago
"Hey mom, dad? I have something really important I need to tell you guys."

"What is it sweetie?" My mom asked.

"I um, I think I might like girls, and not boys. But i don't know maybe I don't, I just I saw this girl in my class and I dunno I just-"

"Aleah honey that's fine. I'm totally fine with that, I accept you." My mom said. I smiled and looked over to my dad. My smile immediately dropped when I saw his face.

"No. This...this is what we're not gonna do. I really hope this shit passes. You should really marry a man."

"Ryan! She is our daughter it doesn't matter who she marries."

"I'm not dealing with this shit." He got up off the couch, slamming the bedroom door.

"Mom?"

"It's okay honey come here." She pulled me into her embrace while I cried.

"Listen to me baby it doesn't matter what he thinks, I love you no matter what okay?"

2 weeks later

"Aleah Edwards! Get downstairs right now!"  My dad yelled, I rushed downstairs to see what was wrong.

"Who is this girl you're with?!" He showed me a picture a friend sent him on Facebook. It was one of my friends and she was kissing me on the cheek, something she does a lot.

"S-she's my friend."

"Bullshit! Why is she kissing your cheek?"

"I-I don't know she's always done that in pictures it's just something she does." My voice cracked multiple times from fear.

"I thought we discussed that this liking girls thing has to pass!"

My mom came rushing down the stairs.

"What is going on?!"  She asked my dad.

"What's wrong is your daughter has a little fucking girlfriend."

"Our daughter."

"No daughter of mine is gonna end up marrying a girl!"

I yelled back at him for the first time.

"Then maybe you should find a new family and have a new daughter!" Which was a mistake. In a split second his hand came in contact with my face and I went tumbling to the ground.

I jolted up out of my sleep in a cold sweat, waking Billie up in the process.

"Baby? Baby hey, hey look at me, it's okay it was just a dream." She said softly.

But it wasn't just a dream. It was a nightmare, a flashback.

Tears rolled down my face as I thought about that horrible day. Billie brought me into her embrace, shushing me and whispering soft things into my ear.

After I slightly calmed down she layed us back down, still holding me.

"Baby that's the third one this week. Are you sure you don't wanna talk about it?" I didn't want to but I felt like I should.

"Please talk to me angel, I hate knowing that you're hurting. I wanna know what's going on inside your head, no matter how bad it may be. I wanna help you so please talk to me mama."