Sorry Mum, I'm a Lesbian

Harmony lives in a Catholic household in a Church of England society, and has never found it easy. But when she discovers she's a lesbian, she has to lead several different lives at once to cover up secrets that would make her friends and family ashamed. Her already complicated life starts getting harder to handle, so she asks herself: 'Would it hurt anyone to tell her sister?' She does, and that move gets her life spinning out of control. Can Harmony pull the right strings to untangle her knotted life?

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24. The week that followed that...

*** sorry that we haven't written on here for a while... I have had a bit of a hectic time :/ but anyways i'm back now, and I aim to please! So this is for all you guys who have waited for so long and so patiently, thank you for staying strong!! You're the best-est fans in the world!!

Re-Ritten.Rebel13 ***

 

People still payed attention to me and still ignored Zoey...

I hated it, I smiled at Cassie and waved her over at lunch but she ignored me and sat with Damien and Jordan, who cast me evil sideways glares. They know. They hate me too.

I looked around the cafeteria and at all the faces; the groups of friends that giggled and laughed together, then I turn round and stare at my reflection in the huge glass windows that overlook the playing field, my long hair pulled back into its usual ponytail and my joggers and check shirt made me look like a 30 year old who was going through a divorce and not the 14 year old I am who broke up with her first ever girlfriend. 

Slowly I make my decision, and walk toward the door and make my way to the bathroom; suddenly I am back to square one, no girlfriend... just the freaky lesbian that no one likes, the bitch that succeeded in losing all her friends. I stare at the mirror, still cracked. A memories stir, meeting Cassie here and everything that followed, then my hands shake and the tray of food falls to the floor, as I shake uncontrollably - realizing that maybe breaking that mirror has given me 7 years of bad luck.

Then a door opens behind me. 

"Hey Bitch."

I know that voice. 

Zoey.

I freeze, the tears still fall but I couldn't care less, she has made me cry before and she knows that. I want to move, to run, but I can't, this girl has it in for me and I cannot blame her. She brings her foot back and throws it into my stomach. A small voice in my head screams to get up, to fight back, but what can I do? I deserve this.

"I HATE YOU! YOU HAVE RUINED EVERYTHING!" Zoey yells, with such fury and malice that I know her next hit will burn. I hear footsteps in the corridor, and crowd of worried voices getting closer. Zoey's fist connects with my jaw; it is strong, filled with pure fiery hate. I could take her easily: I don't want to fight. 

Finally Zoey's foot smashes my head and then...

the lights go out.

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