I did take a nap.

A pretty long one, actually.

That was until it was interrupted by- you guessed it- Mom.

"Olive, it's almost 1:30, aren't you hungry?" Mom rubbed my shoulder.

I was mad at her. I didn't want her bothering me.

"Nope."

"Well, at least come outside with Callie and I?"

"Please stop." I didn't want to lash out. I didn't.

"What? Cmon, get up."

I sat up, and Mom looked at me with worried eyes.

"Are you ok?" She asked.

"Just stop" I was trying so hard.

"Olive..."

"I'm mad at you, can't you tell? Take a hint!" I spoke probably much louder than I should of, standing up off the bed so it didn't feel like she was cornering me.

"At me? What did I do?" Mom looked confused.

I scoffed. "Your whole 'I want to be open and honest' with you thing just went out the window, didn't it?" I was mad. Did she think I wouldn't be happy for her? Why hadn't she told me?

"What are you talking about?"

"You can tell your stupid girlfriend that you're a lesbian and not me?!" I didn't mean to yell. I didn't. But, I couldn't help it.

"Olivia..." Mom's eyes went big.

"Why do you lie to me?" My anger was turning into being upset. I had to stop that before I cried. I didn't want to cry. That was dramatic and... stupid.

"I didn't lie... I just didn't think it was a big deal."

"It was big enough of a deal to tell Callie."

"Honey..." Mom tried to give me a hug. She knew she had hurt me. But, I didn't want her sympathy.

"Mom. Will you please just... give me some time alone?" I tapped into that anger again, rather than the sadness.

Mom looked at me, frowned, and then nodded. "I love you." She whispered, and then walked out of the room.

I sighed. I was mad. But more so sad. 'I didn't think it was a big deal.' Since when is something like that not a big deal? I just thought that she and I had a better relationship than that.

My reaction may seem silly. Maybe it is, to some people. But, to me, this represented my mom trusting me. Did she not trust me? Had I done something to destroy that trust?

Not even ten minutes had passed when the door to the bedroom opened again.

"Not right now." I mumbled.

"Can I talk to you?" Callie asked.

I looked up. For a second, I wanted to be mad at her. But, she didn't do anything. I nodded.

She closed the door behind her and sat down on the bed.

"I'm sorry you over heard me. That's not the way you should have heard that." Callie looked genuinely upset. She felt bad.

"It's not your fault." I didn't want her to feel bad.

"It kind of is." Callie bit her lip. "And I feel bad- I don't want you to be mad at your Mom."

"You heard me?" I felt embarrassed, honestly. I really hadn't meant to lash out like that. My emotions just... got the best of me.

Callie nodded.

"I uh. Didn't mean it when I called you stupid." I bit my cheek. I really hadn't meant it. She wasn't actually stupid. I was just angry that Mom trusted Callie and not me. Which, had nothing to do with Callie.

She smiled, "It's ok. We all say things when we're upset."

I stayed quiet.

"I don't think your mom meant to hide it from you."

I sighed, "But, she did."

A nod.

"She keeps hiding things from me. It's frustrating. I used to think we were so close- maybe I was wrong." I shrugged a little. For some reason, I felt like I could talk to Callie about this. Maybe it was just because we were kind of two hours from home and Callie was the only person here other than Mom- who I was mad at. Or maybe I actually was starting to trust Callie a little.

"Liv, you and your mom are very close."

"Then why didn't she tell me?"

"I cant answer that. You have to ask her." Callie stood up. "I can send her back in here? I think you've both had time to cool off."

"I'll go find her. Thanks." I said quietly, opening the door again.

Mom was on the couch. Crying.

Immediately my anger got pushed aside. I felt horrible. I didn't want to make Mom cry.

"Mom..."

I heard Callie open and close the door to the back deck, probably to give us some privacy.

"I'm really sorry, baby. You're right, I should have told you. I wasn't keeping it from you on purpose, I guess it just didn't cross my mind as important." Mom hugged me tightly the second I sat down.

I hugged her back. She needed it. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lashed out." I did feel bad. A little sliver of me was still mad, and a huge chunk of me was upset, but I never wanted to make Mom sad.

She pulled away. "Well. You know, but can I tell you for real?" She asked.

I nodded.

"I'm a lesbian." She smiled a little, but her eyes were still filled with guilt.

I smiled too, though I wish I hadn't found out the way I did. "I'm happy for you, Mom."

"Thank you," Her voice was a whisper. Tears threatened to spill.

"Mom?"

"Hm."

"I wish you had told me. I thought you trusted me." Now my voice was soft and threatening to crack.

"I do trust you. Of course I trust you." Mom said quickly. "I promise that it has nothing to do with you, Olive." Mom felt just as bad as I did, I could tell by the way she was talking. The sound of her voice.

I nodded. It didn't feel that way.

But, I could put that aside. I didn't want to ruin the whole get away over this. While it was a big deal and it bothered me a lot, I didn't want to ruin Callie and Mom's weekends.

I could keep it in. At least, until we got home.