ZoMo19 : Yes, Angy is acting like a rebel now but i don't believe that Brandy is the problem.. Yes, she may say things here and there but i do believe it was her choice to act like that.. As i said i don't know if Brandy is that bad yet or not.. We will wait and see..

TheQueen : Ok.. i guess when they are ready to tell you something they will.. For now i can continue my story.. hehehe.. thanks.. :)

lilbit1016: yes, she needs because she is causing problems to everyone..

Chapter 4

Amy's POV

Let me introduce myself to you.. My name is Amy Prinston. I am nineteen years old and in two months I am going to be twenty.. I live with my parents, I have no siblings and I study to become a school teacher at the University of Denver.. Yeah, lucky me.. You think? I lived my whole life being repressed.

My parents are very religious people. Anything or anyone that wasn't good enough for them was wrong. And of course being gay to a religious family, well, imagine how wrong that was. I knew I was different from other kids but I never considered myself gay or anything.

The first time I saw her, when I saw Angy, I knew.. It felt different from when I was looking at a boy. When I was next to her my heart was beating so fast.. But it was wrong. It was wrong for more than one reasons.. She was twelve and I was sixteen.. She was a girl and I was a girl.. But she was pulling me so close to her and although I wanted to leave I couldn't.. Angy had her way making me telling her everything.. I don't know how but she did.. The day she found me downstairs reading Fingersmith that was it.. I saw it in her eyes and I couldn't say no anymore.. What Angy wanted she had it.. And since that day, a year and a half ago we have been together with the help of her moms.. A year so beautiful but yet so difficult.. I can't really be with the person I love, can't touch her, can't kiss her.. Not only because she is younger than me but because she is a girl too.. I can't tell my friends, I sure can't tell my parents.. If you ask me if I regret it though I will say no.. I am not regreting a thing because with Angy I felt free, as free I could be.. I just felt myself..

Angy although she was fifteen she was acting like she was older.. She was ready to do things that I was thinking.. Meaning sex and all that.. I wanted to wait, I wanted for her to be ready and not in the heat of the moment. It's not that I wasn't ready.. I was just respecting her but she couldn't understand.. Our fights were because of that and because I couldn't admit to anyone she was my friend. My friends were noisy. I remember one day when I was out and one of my high school friends saw me.. She started asking me who was the girl I was with yesterday when I was at the mall and I was drinking my strawberry milkshake.. Really? Who knows so many details. So I didn't want for them to know and that was causing our problems..

What I didn't like though was how Angy was acting. She wasn't the polite girl I used to know, she was skipping classes, she was lying to me about where she was and she changed the way she was dressing.. If anything I am sure the boys at her school were drooling over her.. And the reason behind all that a new friend called Brandy.. A name I disliked because that friend was changing her if if she didn't want to admit it..

"Amy, are you listening to me at all?" we were in her bedroom again. The place where I could kiss her and be a couple with her.. Sad but it was what we had..

"I am. You were talking about Brandy again"

"No, actually I stopped talking about Brandy minutes ago. I was asking you how to talk to my mother. Thanks for listening to me by the way"

"I was. Baby, I was listening to you. Ok? I don't know. I think that you should think what you want to say to her first and then say you are sorry for your behavior"

"Say I am sorry? Why doesn't she say she is sorry?"

"See? That's where your problem is. You think you are right. But what you were doing was wrong. I thought your mom put some sense inside your head"

"Whatever"

"No whatever me" I said and pulled her closer to me. I knew she could understand what she was doing was wrong but she refused to say it or admit it to herself.. I gave her a kiss on her lips and held her in my arms while stroking her beautiful brown hair..

"Do you love me?"

"What kind of question is this? Of course I do Angy"

"Are you sure you love me?" I didn't know where all this was coming from. I was surprised to hear those words from her.. I had to get up and look at her in her eyes to realize that she meant every word she was asking me..

"Angy, tell me baby what's wrong?"

"I don't know. I.. I feel you don't want me"

"Why are you saying that? Because we are not being intimate?" she didn't say anything. She just nodded her head..

"If you already had someone else would you tell me?"

"Who on earth is telling you all that? Because I know for sure that is not you thinking all these stupid things"

"Would you?"

"I love you. I am with you. There isn't anyone in my life but you. I want to wait to make love to you because I want it to be special. And you want to rash it. Why?"

"I feel like we are losing each other. You have your life in college, you are surrounded by people of your age. And I am still in high school, three years till I am a college student like you. And then you will be twenty two.."

"Look at me.." she didn't turn her head. I had to do it by myself "Look at me.." and then she looked at me with those blue eyes I fell in love so fast.. "I would wait for you. I told you that I would wait for you till you were eighteen and then I would tell you that I loved you since you were twelve. So, yes I am in college. I talk with boys and girls of my age every day but you are the one I am thinking about.. Every Tuesday and Friday I can't wait to pick you up from school.. So please don't ever doubt the way I feel about you.. Ok?" I said and kissed her tears away..

"I really don't want to have the talk with my mother"

"You need to though.. It's your mother"

"I hate it.."

"Because you two are so much alike.. But she loves you and you know that.."

"I don't waaaaant to.."

"Stop being a baby and go talk with your mother. I am going to go. I am going to call you once I am home. Ok?"

"Promise?"

"Of course. Now give me a kiss"

When I left their home I thought about what Angy was telling me.. Did she regret being with me? At the end, probably she wanted to be with someone of her age and not an older girl like me.. I really didn't want to think about it at all..

Once I was back home I was met with my parents, another woman right about my mom's age and a boy who seemed like he was my age..

"Welcome home honey. How was your class?"

"Good I guess" they didn't know of course I was spending my time after college with Angy. They knew her mothers though and they didn't like the fact that I used to work as a babysitter there.. Denver wasn't that big town..

"Here, I want you to meet Mrs Williams and this is her son Edward" Edward was a nice good looking boy. When he got up to shake my hand I saw how tall he was. He probably was six foot or something.. "Edward studies to become a lawyer and he is a volunteer at our church helping with homeless people"

"That sounds nice"

"I want to give my help to anyone that is in need"

"Our mother told us Amy that you are studying to become a school teacher. You love children?"

"I do. Very much"

"Would you like to have a family of your own soon?" I never thought about it but I don't think that it would be the right time to tell them that I am not going to have the typical family they had in mind or the right time to tell my mother that what she had planned in her mind, and that would be me starting dating this Edward guy, would be a huge success..

"Soon no. But in the future I would like to have my own family" Only that it would be with a girl..

"Let's sit down and eat. We can talk about future later. Amy you can sit next to Edward"

In any other occasion I wouldn't have any problem. Edward seemed a nice young man, beautiful, with manners and all that a girl needs.. But what I wanted, what I needed was a twenty minutes drive away.. And it wasn't a he.. It was a she..

Angy's POV

What is it about people telling you what you have to do? I had my mom and Amy telling me I needed to talk with my mother.. I know that sooner or later we would have this talk but I wanted to be the one to start the conversation and not the others telling me I had to.. But at the end I wanted everything to finish. I would say I was sorry so mom would be happy and that's it.. All good..

My mother was already downstairs talking with mom.. Andrew wasn't home, he was at practice so I would be alone with my mothers..

"Hey"

"Hey sweetie" my mom said and my mother stayed there quiet, looking at me..

"Mom, can we please talk?"

"We can talk here infront of your mom"

"I don't have a problem with that. So what I want to say is I am sorry" I said and sat down next to my mom looking at my mother who still didn't seem happy

"Ok.. Thanks. You are grounded for one week. No tv, no phone, no computer"

"What? Why? I said I was sorry"

"Yes, Ash. Why? She made the first step to say she was sorry"

"And just because she said she is sorry should I forget about everything? Obviously you weren't here Spencer, because our daughter wasn't talking to me and her manners weren't the appropiate.."

"I believe that she is here now and she is saying she is sorry"

"You are not going to tell me if I am going to ground MY daughter or not" when my mother said that she realized how that hurt my mom.. Yes, she was my birth mother but I never thought that my mom was less of a parent than my mother was.. "I am sorry Spence, I didn't mean.."

"You didn't mean what? I am sure you made your point that Angy is not mine. Nice Ashley.." she stood up and I did the same following her in the kitchen..

"Mommy, you are my mom like mother is. You are both my mothers"

"Sweetie, its ok. Go back to your room. I love you" I couldn't see her being hurt like that and all that because of me.. I wanted to hate my mother right now but I knew that it was all my fault..

"I love you too"

While I was walking to my room I heard my mother Ashley trying to say she was sorry but my mom didn't answer her back.. Instead she followed me at the stairs and she got inside her room.. And before she does that I heard her crying..

TBC

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