LALALA Skins isn't mine

As I'm walking to my house, I notice that I'm becoming slower and slower, dragging my feet. My heart is thudding so fast I think it's going to burst out of my chest. When my phone buzzes in my pocket, I practically have a heart attack. I flip it open to see a new text.

Hey, miss you already~N xoxo

My heartbeat slows down noticeably at her words. I smile and quickly text back:

Miss you 2~E xoxo

The feeling of serenity I got from the text doesn't last long. I'm at my house at this point, shaking with fear. Somehow it doesn't seem like this will end well. My mum opens the door before I even reach it.

"Emily! Where have you been? I've been worried sick."

"Sorry," I mumble, walking through the door.

"Who's clothes are those?"

"Er, um, I just borrowed them. I actually need to talk to you and Dad."

Her face goes white. "Why, dear?" she asks nervously.

"Just-just get Dad, okay?"

She nods and goes to fetch him. Katie immediately pops into the room.

"You dumb bitch! You fucking went off with that cow and didn't come back the entire night. Jesus, there's going to be a shit storm now."

I bite my fingernail anxiously. "I'm telling them."

Katie's eyes widen to the size of saucers. She gasps out, "No. Please, Emsy. It'll just cause trouble. I told them that you went to Panda's. We can keep saying that, yeah?"

I shake my head. "No. I'm not going to sneak around with my girlfriend. I really need your support. Please."

She shakes her head, but grabs my hand reassuringly. "Okay. But you'll owe me."

"Fine, whatever," I say flippantly, though inside I feel a rush of warmth at her offer on help.

I look towards the living room—my mum and dad are sitting on the couch. Mum looks on edge while Dad has the same stupid grin on his face like he always does. I take a seat across from them, and Katie joins me, never letting go of my hand.

"So, Emsy, what did you want to talk about?" Jesus, my dad has to be the most clueless man alive.

"I-I-I'm, well," I trail off, I don't think I can do it. Katie squeezes my hand. I murmur to her, "I can't do this. It's just too hard."

Katie nods, and moves to stand up. My phones buzzes, and when I flip it open, I see a new text from Naomi.

I luv u so fucking much. hope it's going well~N

I feel a surge of strength. "Mum, Dad, I'm gay. I like girls. In particular my girlfriend, Naomi."

The smile fades from my dad's face. "Emily, what is this? Are you joking?"

"No, Dad. I love her. I'm in love with her. And she loves me too."

Mum snorts, "She's filled your mind with these ideas. You weren't gay before her. You're not in love, she's brainwashed you. And you're not to see her anymore. What about that boy? JJ, wasn't it? Keep it up with a nice boy like him."

I squeeze my eyes shut tight just to stop the tears. I knew it wasn't going to go well, but I hoped that she'd at least give it a chance. "I-I, can't you jus-just..." I trail off, emotion overwhelming me.

Katie rubs our clasped hands along my leg. "Mum, she's still Emily. And Naomi isn't bad. Well she's got shit taste in clothes, but I think you should give them a chance."

I look up at my Dad. He's put his head in his hands. "Dad, what do you think?"

He shakes his head sadly, but says nothing.

"Hey," Katie says brightly, "Unlike JJ, she can't get Em pregnant, right?"

Dad's eyes pop open, "You've had sex with JJ? And this girl?"

Fuck, Katie's dumb sometimes. "Er, possibly?"

"That's it, you're not to go round to her place anymore," he says firmly.

"Dad, Mum, I'm going round to see her. She's my girlfriend and I love her too much not to see her. You always let Katie's boyfriends come over, why shouldn't my girlfriend be welcome?"

Mum shakes her head angrily. "No. She's a bad influence. We don't accept that kind of behavior in our house."

Katie decides to jump in again, "Mum, she's really smart, too. Definitely going to get into a good uni."

"No, we're not talking about it anymore. Emily, I want your phone." Mum turns to me with a look of disgust in her eyes.

"Fuck no. I'm-I'm leaving."

"Good, you're not welcome here," she says.

"Wait a minute," Dad interjects, "Let's not be doing anything rash. Emily, give your mother your phone."

"No. I pay the bill, it's my property. Fuck off both of you. I'll be over at Naomi's, probably screwing her brains out. Bye." I run up the stairs and pack an overnight back that has a couple of days worth of clothes. Katie follows me.

"Emsy, please don't go," she begs quietly.

"I need to. At least for now. I'll be back in a couple of days." Her shoulders slump, and she gives me a sad sort of hug.

As soon as I'm out the door, I feel a weight descend on me. The tears flow readily, and it's all I can do to keep walking. Finally I see a bench, and I sink down, numbly dropping my bag. I dial Naomi's number. She answers on the second ring.

"Hey, how did it go?" She sounds cautious.

"Fucking terrible. My mum said I wasn't welcome at home anymore."

She sighs, "You're mum's a bitch, Em. And you know you're welcome here always, yeah?"

"Can-can you come get me?"

"Of course," she says, "Where are you?"

I look around, "At that bench that's around halfway between my place and yours."

"Okay, I know where you're talking about. I'll see you soon, Em. Hang in there, okay?"

"I'll try."

"Well I'm going to hang up now," she pauses, "I love you."

"Love you too," I mutter before clicking the call off.

So sorry it took me so long to update. As I said in my other story, I've been in the psych ward. Some interesting new material, lol. More regular updates (they are again making me drop classes, so I have tons of free time)