Moment in Lifetime
"Why are you so much into that? It isn't like it would ever work." I smiled at Kaylie sadly. She was a wonderful girl, but a girl nonthless. I wasn't into girls, never. I just made myself flirting with a few, but that was just a game. Sometimes I thought that it was wrong to use the girls the way I did. It weren't many, but still. She came down the ladder she brought in earlier. She told me she wanted to set a swing in here. This room was just big enough for our beds, goddamnit, there was no room for something like that. She was great, no matter which crazy ideas she had sometimes. She was a tomboy, even when she was always really cheerful. I didn't know her otherwise. She sat down on the ground which was another of her strange habits. She never really sat down on the bed or a chair, it had to be the floor. She looked at me, with no little smile on her lips. She played with her shirt, which was an old jersey with the number 9 on it. Then she looked up at me again. I was shocked to see a single little tear forming on the edge of her eye. It rolled down her cheek and vanished slowly. I moved near her and hugged her softly. She was the only living person who knew about me being gay, so she would't jump to conclusions about that. That felt good somehow. I looked down at her as she snuggled into my embrance. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"I've never seen a working relationship. My whole family sucks at relationships. My grandpa died in world war two and my grandma married an asshole, a Nazi. He's the real father of my mother and her brother, my dad."
"Your parents are siblings?"
"No! My mom got pregnant when she was 16 and her brother adopted me. She has billions of broken relationships, the worst one with my ex Coach who nearly killed me. I don't like her. My dad and his wife's marriage just exists on papers. Even my brothers and I have problems with our relationship. You know, I always gave them my love, but I didn't get anything. I always wanted someone to love me, but nobody ever did. Nik comes closest to love me, but he was just way too young and immature to get a daughter. I mean, he was just 20, too. For most of my live my teammates recovered for that, but now they're gone. I don't wanna stop believing in real love. Can you understand that?" She tried to stand up again, but I hold her back. Kaylie stumbled and fell flat on my stomach. It hurt a bit, but I just wanted to hold her that moment. Nothing was important. It was just… just the urge to give her the feeling of being loved. I loved her. In a platonic way. Like a sister or a best friend maybe. She hugged me and I gave her a slight kiss on her closed butterfly lid."Enough, pitying me for my rotten family, now. She stood up and there was her smiling face again. The girl reached out for my hands and tugged me up so that I'd stand have to stand. She then again beginns to rummage around and set that goddamned swingset up and talking about how she'd possibly get me together with my crush. I had to thank Dean Buckley somewhen for putting her into my room. Defenitely.