Epsd 11
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"May I?" Proposed mom heading inside.
"Sure mom. Come on in."
"What was that honey?"
"Nothing mom..... Angela just frightens me up. I feel unease around her. It's just not right at all."
"To be honest honey. What your doing isn't right. You like the girl a whole lot. It's so obvious and she likes you too. We support you as well but i wonder, why are you bitter?"
"It just isn't right. It.... just isn't right. Am not a lesbian mom."
"Listen. You have always been Kat. You have always been a lesbian..... since your childhood, you have always liked girls. We found that out during your days at school in your first grade class. When you spoke about a girl called Jade. And that you wanted to marry her. This whim about you liking boys... fancying your principal. It's just a thing. It's just temporary. "
"No... I don't recall that. What's wrong with you mom?" I asked worryingly.
"What... that I support and accept my daughter the way she is? Or that I don't agree with you?"
"Know what mom. I will prove you wrong. "
"Kathryn!" Called James who had arrived under the tree in a second.
"Hey jimmy. Know what, let's take a walk together so that mom and dad can be left alone to plan my party." Said I taking the ladder down the tree.
"Think about it honey. Use that walk to think things through."mom said forwardingly.
"Let's go James."
We went on to have ice cream and chatting about my presents when all over a sudden, I thought of something less embarrassing.
"Hey James." Said I.... "do you wanna be my boyfriend?"
"For all the ....... wait what? What did you just ask me?" Puzzled James turning a surprised gaze at me.
"Do you want to be my boyfriend?"
"Sure! ..... wow...... if it were my birthday. This would be the best gift... I've always.. so now we are?" Motioned she panicking to kiss my lips when weirdly I turned away.
"Boyfriend and girlfriend? Yeah."
We strolled around town as he held onto my hand tightly which was unease for me and in about two hours, we were back at the house were surprisingly I found everyone had been invited including my classmates.
They all screamed happy birthday to the sight of me. House fully decorated with props, rozi, balloons and peppa pig swirls that always didn't miss any party of mine and very pissing.
I walked in smiling and holding hands with James who I impractically introduced as my boyfriend at my speech. Very surprised a few were and my mom barely smiled at the news.
Angela hardly passed by or looked at me. She was angry the whole ceremony. And when everyone had left. She helped clean the place and headed to her bedroom.
Caught in my anger and guilt as she tried her best to ignore me every time having James questioning.
I for one wasn't ready to talk about my relationship with Angela. so, I decided to avoid every conversation that included her. Questions that needed explanations of what had happened to us. We barely spoke to each other and six months went down to it. She had stopped working for dad because of the well paying job she had received at a gallery store and had been working there for three months. I had also received a temporary internship job at a newspaper company.
We were just six months away from graduating when Angela received a letter from France inviting her to work with the Modrus art gallery in Paris since her art work was fully appreciated.
She decided to make her decision based on what we all thought about it. Mom was supportive of her including dad while I barely gave my opinion about anything she did.
It was late night when we again had an emotional bump between the two of us which this time I brought to happen.
She was in her bedroom reading all the emails she had received when suddenly she startled on the sight of me.
"What do you want." She asked seated at her table and barely dressed.
"I want to talk to you about living for France."
I said locking the door behind me.
"What about France."
"I don't want you to live. I don't want to miss you everyday."
"If you want me to stay that bad, why don't you just accept what you and I have. What we feel."
"No...... Angela."
"Stop..... if there isn't you and me, you have no opinion to give about France."
"I know you hurting Angela." insinuated i.
"No... no Kat... i am not hurting. I'm in love okay. In love with you but. That doesn't mean I'm hurting over it. I might feel sorry for myself that you're not with me and you chose that puppet but that doesn't mean I'm hurting."
I kept listening as I went close to her and suddenly, I was kissing her. Caught her by the cheeks and looked her in the eyes without a say, then kiss her again for about a minute.
I pulled out from it and when she tried to kiss me back, i was already regretting what I had done. Gazed at her in anxiety.
"Am sorry... am so sorry." I said.
"Ha.... Kathryn.... don't you play with what I feel for you. Just get out of my room already." She Crunched at me as I kept saying sorry till I slammed her door closed.
Out my room I found mom who surely had heard about what happened inside Angela's room and was waiting to talk to me.
She was fazed to my sight and when I tried getting inside my room, she stop me, pulled me and down the stares we went. Sat at the dining table as I prepared for a scold.
" Kat.... she is surely living and it's reasonably because of you. She can't stand seeing you with James and can't still admit that she is hurting. but you refuse to acknowledge what you feel for her."
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