"Layla I have to go..."
"I know... tell me what do I have to do.."
I furrowed my brows at her in confusion, "what?"
"I'm an ass I know that. I'm hard to understand.. I just... I have said so many sorries to you.. it's bad. So I want to know what I should do to make things right between us. I hate what's happening. I miss you or joking around with you... so what should I do..?"
I had no idea what to say right now. My mind was occupied by the fact that My brother was in there and I wasn't. What did he say to my dad..?
"Can we talk about this later when you get home or tomorrow or any other day. Just not now.. my brother is in there...and I'm here."
"So we will text...?" She asked and I nodded, "yes... so can I go pleas
You know a lot of shit happens in life that sometimes you can't explain. You find troubled children giving their families hell and the families still fight for them or still try to help them and love them as much... Then you switch things around, you find those kids who are doing all in their power to be the best to their parents. Best behavior, best grades, best at anything... then they for once show a trait their parents dislikes and they get disowned as if they have been the worst children from birth.For someone my age and with the shit I achieved so far.. I was considered as one of the "good kids" in my community. One that parents next door would use you as an example to their troublesome kids.. you know being used in phrases such as, "look up to Precious. She has done so much and is still respectful even today. Why can't you work hard and be hamble like her...?" That was nice, really nice.. but it still felt far because no matter how much peop
You know when you first discover your sexuality, you hear a lot of different stories out here. Others get thee best love and are saluted for being themselves, others are ignored for a while but later given a chance to talk and then they get understood... then the last one is what no one would want to experience. Your family wants to hear nothing and then they kick you out and disown you.I've read such stories before coming out and they scared me so much... therefore I never, and I mean never not even once in my life did I ever think I'd find myself packing my shit and leaving my home because I was chased out...But it was happening and I have planned for this so much.. I got ready for it and to my surprise I wasn't as scared.My father has been treating me like a stranger for the past month and it was exhausting. I felt like I was forcing him to parent me. Which was insane.So at this moment I had no idea
I couldn't believe what I heard from Meagan... I was going to Germany. I felt like I was dreaming.. it was just out of this world.Layla jumped on my back, "I feel soooo happy right now...""Umh.. Layla, shouldn't I be the one who's historically over the moon and jumping on your back?""Umh.. well, you can't do that because you're a coward.. so I'll do it for you."I laughed and she jumped off me. Nic came to me, "we shouldn't be all happy yet... She doesn't have accommodation.. which is where everyone gets in, we need to fundraise for that.. create shows and make sure that we charge people and by November we should have enough to last her that whole month.""Wait.. why will that be needed?""Because the competition sponsors only cover the six main dancers chosen, now, the school can decide to bring someone else, but we will deal with the costs.. Meg and I are working on som
I woke up feeling fresh and actually putting my thoughts exactly on my little brother and his game.I got up and went to take a shower then came back. It was a bit windy outside but hot, so I opted for my black shorts and a black & white basketball shirt with white sneakers.."Woow I guess it's safe to say you look so tomboyish.." Julia said the moment I came in and I laughed, "oh I'm glad then..."She got up into a sitting position, "can we just drop you off at the Nike Stadium and then leave you there.."I nodded my head, Meagan was going to be there so I didn't mind, "sure you can..."She took her phone out, "let me call Paul, please make breakfast for you..""Yes ma'am..." I said going to the kitchen to actually make cornflakes. They were good since it was too early.I took my phone and dialled Meg while eating.'hey...' she a
I felt a tight grip on my stomach from a person on my back... I slowly opened my eyes and wasn't familiar with my surroundings. My heart skipped a bit... I was naked on my upper body and had undies under... who was I sleeping next to all nak..I felt a kiss on my back stopping my racing mind, "morning sleepy head..."Meagan... oh fuck.. I closed my eyes and kept quiet a bit."I know you're awake... your breathing changed."I laughed, "are you this chatty in the morning Meg... or do you let people have their sleep?"She kissed my bare shoulder again, "both.. but I'm feeling chatty right now.."I turned around to face her and she smiled, "hey there pretty lady.. how do you manage to look so pretty in the morning.."I giggled, "I don't.. you just manage to be blind in the morning.. it's awful..""Did you enjoy last night.. or should I say 3 hours
So Julia's parents had their lives dedicated to the church and they were part of the people who were practically running churches and that has them travelling a lot.. what I'm trying to get at is that I also spent the following week at my friend's place and to be honest things between us were really starting to workout. Julia was open-minded about my sexuality and she has changed about a few things too..My stay there was amazing but juggling that, with my brother, new work and school was sometimes overwhelming... Layla was ignoring me a bit at school.. she'd only talk t me when we were at work... I had no idea what was up but I let the girl be... maybe she was actually having some quality time with her awful girlfriend Wendy.My brother was the only thing keeping me working as hard as I was. I wanted to get myself my own place so that he can visit since I only saw him twice thiss week and he asked me when I was coming back home. S
KATHARINA'S POV (hurtful texts version)Not everything is as it seems.. Growing up I noticed that people are different.. and I was one of the kind ones.. not kind as in exactly the direct meaning, but as in different in a very complicated way.A lot of shit happened in my life when I was growing up and I would always end up alone cooped up in my room trying to protect myself from the world. That wounded up with me not depending on anyone with anything. Always being my go to person because I knew that I could never hurt myself nor fool myself. So I was safe.Precious's relationship with I was something I've never experienced. I know I've been in a few relationships but they just ended because as time went by I got bored or I wanted something different..When the African girl and I first started to talk I nev
PRECIOUS'S POV I woke up feeling a bit tired on Saturday. But I knew I had two things to do today.. the dance competition and then the club later..and both these things included seeing Layla..If you were wondering, things were still intense or shitty between us and honestly I didn't care anymore. If Layla wants to believe that I slept with Meagan without listening to me, then that's her problem. Not mine.I sat up and Julia turned around to face me, "you look grumpy...""I didn't know you was up..""Is that why you're grumpy?"I rolled my eyes, "I'm not grumpy, just ugly..""Still not talking to Layla?"I shrugged, "she's the one not talking to me. And this is just crazy.. Layla sleeps with almost the whole school.. she has no right to be angry if I had a sleep over at Meagan's"Julia laughed, "but here's the