Jordana why cant you be like everyone else? Why do you insist on making yourself so different.

Its not that easy mom, trust me. She sighed, hugging her notebook to her chest.

It is, you make yourself this way. You want people to feel sorry, you want people to give you attention because you crave it. Mother shook her head, glaring down at the girl. You want to be all Im a ***** so youll get attention. That is what it is.

Jordy had put up with this criticism for too long, it was about time for her emotional boundaries to snap. Her burning glare rose to meet the deep blue of her mothers eyes. I am not trying to get attention mom. I like women. This is Who.I. Am. Each word was annunciated for emphasis. She watched as her mom reeled back, as if each word were a bullet striking hatred and anger into the depths of her heart. She was dead, figuratively. You dont have to like it mom, you dont have to like me. Just respect me, that is all I ask.

Leave.

Im leaving in a few months for school, just wait till thats up and Ill be gone. Thin legs found the floor as she began to ascend the stairs.

No, leave. Now. Monotone words from a monotone woman who would change for no one. I want you to get out of here, youre an embarrassment to our family. To our religion, to your grandparents.

Oh ***** them, you fear them you coward. She yelled in response, feeling the tears forming along her lower lids. You ***** coward. You fear me, you fear change you fear anything that isnt exactly perfect like you want it to be.

Just get out of the house. Mother dearest repeated, eyes dark and emotionless as she watched her only daughter throw belongings into a bag. You can go to LA and find someone there who will deal with you.

You know what? She met the cold eyes of her mother with a glassy glare. I dont want to be here anyway, you know how I always talked about my Assistant soccer coach? The one that drove me that day, who I talked to on the phone and you met her a few times. Yeah? I fucked her. I fucked her good. Oh and all those times I went to Carlys? We were at a club, and I was picking up girls. She was shouting, the walls were shaking and the dog was barking at the ear shattering noise. The girl threw her bag over her shoulder and dashed out the door, leaving behind a house of crying parents, a confused brother and one ***** of an annoying dog.