"Hi Amy."
Amy's eyes widened in shock.
"Mom, what are you doing here?" Amy asked. She opened the door further and stepped to the side. Amy's mom walked inside and sat on the couch.
"I came to see how you were." She said.
"Right. Okay. Um."
"Well how are you?"
"Im great." Amy said. She smiled when she thought of Trish. Amy sat down next to her mom.
"So what's been going on with you?" Her mom said sweetly.
"Uh. I actually have to tell you something...about me. Obviously. Um..." Amy stuttered. She was about to finally come out to her mom, which clearly made her very nervous.
"Okay?"
"Uh well. I'm Uh..." She began only to be cut off.
"Amy?!" Trish ran down the stairs and into the living room. "Is everything okay ba-Amy?" Trish looked over at Amy's mom then over to Amy.
"Trish!!" Amy jumped up and ran over to her. "Perfect timing! I was just about to talk with my mom. About. Well... Uh."
"Oh okay." Trish smiled sweetly and Amy took her hand and led her to the couch. They both sat down and Amy nervously looked between the two women.
"Uh Trish this is my mom. Mom this is Trish. She's uh."
Amy's mom looked at them both in confusion.
"Amy what's wrong?" Her mom said.
"I'm gay." Amy said quickly. "And Trish is my girlfriend." Amy covered her face with her hands.
"Amy it's okay. I don't care what you are, i love you either way." Her mom said. Trish grinned and took Amy's hands away from her face. She kissed Amy's cheek and wrapped her arms around her.
"Are you sure mom? I don't wanna disappoint you."
"Amy! Don't ever say that! I'm proud of you for owning who you are."
Amy nodded her head and smiled a little.
They spent a few hours together hanging out and talking before Amy's mom had to leave. Trish and Amy walked her to the door and her mom pulled Amy in for a hug.
"Bye honey." She said.
"Bye mom." Amy said, pulling away from her mom. Amy's mom pulled Trish in for a hug as well.
"Please take care of her." She whispered in Trishs ear.
"Of course." Trish said back. They pulled away from the hug and Amy's mom left. Once she was gone, Trish and Amy went and sat back down.
"You okay babe?" Amy asked, placing her hand on Trishs thigh. Trish smiled and nodded her head.
"Your mom is very supportive." She said.
"Yeah. She is."
"If I told my mom I was dating a woman she'd freak." Trish said sadly. Amy didn't know what to say. She threw her arm over Trishs shoulder and pulled her close.
"It's okay Trish. Just tell her when your ready"
Trish smiled and nodded her head.
"Will you come with me when I do?" Trish asked. Amy pecked Trishs lips and smiled.
"Of course."
Trish grinned, but it turned into a giggle when Amy kissed her neck. Amy's hand travelled further up the blondes thigh and she placed more kisses to Trishs neck. Trish cried out softly when Amy bit down on her flesh, leaving a mark.
Amy pulled away to look at Trish, who was biting her lip. She tangled her hand in the blonde locks and pulled her in for a kiss. Trish climbed into Amy's lap and deepened the kiss.
After a while of passionate tongue wrestling, Trish pulled away panting.
"I'm gonna go shower." The blonde said quietly.
"Okay. I love you..." Amy said kissing Trish again.
"I love you too."
Trish climbed off Amy's lap and disappeared upstairs. She walked into the bathroom and discarded her clothes. She stepped into the warm shower and ran her hand through her hair as a sudden wave of thoughts and emotions came over her.
Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? I can't do this to Amy, I can't disappoint her. I hate myself. I'm so disgusting and pathetic. Just stop Trish. Stop everything. Your nothing.
Her eyes filled with tears as these thoughts rushed through her brain. She grabbed the sponge and pressed it to her skin. She rubbed frantically, as if she was trying to get rid of something.
She felt disgusting, and it was the first time she truly hated herself. She broke down sobbing as she looked at the red marks she left from scrubbing to hard. What was happening to her?"
She suddenly felt lightheaded. Her vision started going blurry and she stumbled back and slipped, landing on the floor of the shower. Her head hit the wall and she blacked out.
From downstairs, Amy heard a crashing sound and became concerned. She walked upstairs and knocked on the bathroom door.
"Trish?!"
No answer.
Amy opened the door and saw Trish laying in the shower unconscious. She rushed over to the blonde and picked her up. She took her to the bedroom and lay her on the bedroom.
"Fuck. Trish." Amy tried shaking the blonde but got no response. Amy checked the other woman's pulse and it was there. So she was okay? Hm.
Amy moved the blonde further up the bed and covered her with the blanket. She sat on the edge of the bed and started to panic.
"Trish?!" Amy shook her again. "Please wake up. Oh my.. fuck." Amy ran her hand through her hair.
Trish began to stir slightly. She put her hand on her head and started to cry again.
"Trish?! Oh my god are you okay?!" Amy held Trishs face in her hands. She pulled her close and gently stroked her hair. "Shh. It's okay... It's okay."
"I'm so sorry Amy." Trish sobbed.
"Baby, you don't have anything to be sorry about. What's wrong?"
"Its so hard...dealing with Ron and all the shit he's putting us through. And I'm scared, I can't ever lose you again. It'd kill me Amy."
Amy wiped the blondes tears away and kissed her cheek.
"Listen to me Trish. I know it's hard, I'm finding it hard too. And I'm scared, but I have you back. And you make waking up every morning easier. And I love you, your not gonna lose me because your stuck with me."
Trish managed to calm down. She pulled Amy in for a sweet kiss and whispered I love you to her. Amy smiled and ran her hand through Trishs hair.
"Please stop worrying your pretty little head." Amy said before kissing Trish again. The blonde smiled a little and lay down, pulling Amy down with her.
Ugh I left this at a weird end but I'm gonna try and spice shit up next chapter. Review?