A.N.: I own none of the L Words' characters. I only claim to own Terra.
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Terra stepped into the cab leaving behind her older sister and mother. She had finally had enough of her super religious older sister and her idiotic mother. She set out for Los Angeles California in search of her younger sister; Tina. They're older sister Teresa had sexually exploited the both of them while growing up and then had become a fundamentalist christian. She had shunned Tina for being a lesbian when in reality it was her who was the fucked up one. Terra grabbed her small black suitcase off of the ground and lifted it into the backseat of the car.
"The Planet, please." she directed toward the driver. Terra knew that it was a big hangout in the area where her last letter from Tina had come from. She glanced out the window and watched all the buildings and the other cars go by. She was suddenly in a different world where everything was okay. She imagined herself finally come face to face with her younger sister and being rejected. Terra saw Tina looking at her and walking the other way. Or slapping her hard across the face and then yelling at her. "Why didn't you try to save me!? Why didn't you do anything!? All you did was stand and stare!"
"We're here." The driver grumbled, interrupting her imaginary nightmare. Terra looked at the fee box and took out the proper amount of money. "Thank you." She stated. She grabbed her suitcase and headed out. Not quite sure of what to do next. She grabbed the handle on her suitcase and lifted it up. She glanced at the glass on the door in front of her. She was wearing casual pants, brown sandals, and a soft looking green blouse that brought out her eyes. She had recently gotten her hair cut and it was still looking like a pixie cut. Hopefully Tina would recognize her...if she was inside the cafe.
Terra opened the door and stepped inside. She reached in her pocket, grabbing a photo and headed toward the cash register.