Sentimental Chapter Three: One In A Million

Mum had taken the news pretty well. She never screamed, never questioned her ability to be a mother, nothing. I guess she couldn't seen as though she was 17 when she had us. My third day of exclusion didn't seem so bad, Dad was back by the time I woke he had no idea about Kristie and neither did Alex.

Mrs Hudson rang this morning, and told me about the petition to get back to school, she also apologized for not believing me and told me that she had to act based on what the girls had told her. It turned out that one of the girl's boyfriend's had brought them the alcohol. She offered to have me back at school as soon as possible but I told her I would stay at home and start afresh on Monday. I told mum about my innocence but of course, she didn't believe me until she had spoken to Mrs Hudson. I waited for mum to say sorry but all she could say was "I'm glad that's all over with".

I knew what mum was like, and I certainly knew she would not be apologizing any time soon. I emailed Rachel, and waited for Kristie to get out the bathroom.
"What are you doing today?" Mum questioned.
"Don't know" I shrugged hoping to avoid conversation with her.
"Maybe finding work? Do you think me and your dad will support you financially forever?"
"Maybe an apology from you would help set me of in the right direction. What do you think mum?" I snorted as she aggressively placed job applications in front of me.
"I expect them to be completed by the time I get home." Mum slammed the door, just as Kristie was coming out.

"How you feeling?" I asked noticing the change of close and the tiredness across her face.
"Not so good. I've been in and out all morning. I can't take this." I watched her slowly make her way across the room. She brushed back her hair, and collapsed on the sofa.
"Oh and if your going in there I would wait a while, it reeks."
"Why you being so nice?" I questioned. It was hard to take in this 'new and improved' Kristie. It was strange to be able to have a conversation with her and not be arguing or slamming doors.
"You helped me out yesterday, and I know I can be a complete bitch sometimes."
"You can say that again." I laughed as I watched her blinking slow.
"Do you want me to help you get to bed; I think you need to rest?" I attempted to lift her; I sniggered at the extra weight she's gained.
"It's not funny. No leave me here I don't want to sleep yet. Help me stay awake."
"Help you how?"

"Talk to me, tell me about this new guy your seeing. If I'm honest I didn't think you were straight, well I didn't know for sure. You seem different, well different as in interested in girls different...I'm glad to know you're not like that though. I mean look at it, it's disgusting why would anyone want to degrade themselves like that?
I let her ramble on before I interjected. "Degrade themselves, what's wrong with being gay?" Her words pulled at my heart, I wanted to scream, and I wanted her to know I was like that, those people who were sick, and the people who degraded themselves. I was one of them!
"What's right with it?" she answered a question with a question; I tried to control my anger towards her.

"Love is love. It's isn't based on sexual identity, race or gender. It's for everyone." I tried to express myself without making the obvious, obvious.
"It's wrong and you know it is. It's a sin. Didn't you learn anything at Sunday school?"
"Sunday school was like ten years ago. Didn't you learn anything at Sunday school?" I questioned. She didn't catch on to my drift before I made it clear to her.
"Sex before marriage. That's sin, it's wrong. It's immoral; it's sing for god sake!" I tried not to laugh, I hit her right back. Maybe I was pushing it too far, but I was tried of all the negativity surrounding queer relationships.
"Fuck you" she hissed.

"No thanks." I screamed out as I entered the bathroom. I hummed and sang to myself while I showered, in hope that it would tune out her ranting in the background. I was hurt. I didn't like the way everyone judged us. How could anyone deny love? I mean would God stop loving us because we have loved someone of the same sex? It's sick to think there are people out there who oppose it. By the time I had got out the shower, Kristie was fast asleep. I adjusted her pillow, and ran to the bedroom.
It was the only time I could freely talk to Rachel. Everyone was out, and Kristie was sleeping. The phone rang twice before she answered.
"Was just about to call you, what are you doing right now."

"Nothing. Why what's wrong?" It heard Rachel laugh at the other end, and knew nothing serious happened or was going to.
"That depends?" she teased.
"On?"
"On what you're doing." I decided to go along with her game.
"I'm about to hang myself come quick."
"Okay I'm here."
"Stop playing. Aren't you supposed to be on a trip today?"
"Yes and no. It kind of got canceled so I thought I would have a lazy day." I laughed knowing, that she probably didn't want to go on the trip and either pulled a sicky or waited until her mum was out to sneak back home.

"I could do with a lazy day" I wished we could have spent the day together, not doing nothing but relaxing.
"So why don't we have one?" I was silent; I secretly hoped that she wasn't kidding. I could really do with seeing her today, and besides mum wasn't going to be back until this evening.
"Do you want to come around?" I asked, nervous of her answer.
"See you in a bit."
"What?" The line went dead. I didn't know if she was coming here, or if she wanted me to come to hers. I was confused. I called her back a couple times, but her phone was switched off.

Kristie was still sleeping in the front room. I attempted to move her, but she looked peaceful and I guess she needed the sleep.
I rang Rachel again, and this time she answered.
"Where are you?" I could hear the excitement in her voice
"At home, where are you?"
"Outside yours." she laughed.
We never meet around mine, not even when anyone was in. We always thought we would get caught. I opened the door, and saw her standing across the street.
"Come up to the house." I pleaded.
"What? You know I can't do that what if we get caught?"

"Its stupid and you know it. What are we going to get caught doing? Just two friends hanging out, what wrong with that?" she smiled at me. I knew I was right, and so did she.
"Are you sure?" she questioned once more, before crossing the road.
"Never been more sure, than now." We hugged, as she stood at the entrance of the door. I motioned her in. Rachel walked around the room, looking at pictures and ornaments.
"Come and meet my sister." I grabbed her hand and led her to the sofa.
"Rachel this is my twin sister, Kristie. You know the pregnant homophobic....Kristie this is my girlfriend." I laughed, Rachel put her hand over my mouth, and I laughed even harder as she began to whisper.
"Why are you whispering? She can't hear a thing."

"You're crazy." She hit my wrist. We eventually made it into the bedroom, after she finished looking at everything. It was nice, to have her in my home. To let her see everything I had described to her.
"I can't believe I'm in your room." She smiled. I loved making her happy, even though it wasn't anything much. But for us it was a big step, a milestone so to speak.
"Temporary room, our room will be finished soon." I reminded her.
"Our room?" She asked confused.
"It's going to be ours; at least we'll have someone where to go now. Somewhere to ourselves, somewhere were we can..." I reminded her off all the fun we could have together. I pulled her close, and held her in my arms.
"What if someone comes home?"

"What if someone comes home?" I repeated, I couldn't help but not snigger at her frown.
"Are you cold? I'm feeling cold."
"Krystal are you serious? We could get caught, what would we say?"
"You would say, Hi my names Rachel, I'm gay and in love with your daughter." She hit me. We fought each other, until she reluctantly gave in and laid on the bed next to me.
I held her in my arms. I squeezed her tightly. I could never imagine us being any other way; nothing at all mattered when I was with Rachel. It was weird.
"I could stay like this forever." Rachel looked up at me.
"Why can't we? I love you."

"And I love you too." Our eyes meet; I could see how she hurt. The fact that I was causing her this hurt, burnt inside of me. All Rachel wanted was for us to be together, as a couple. The way that everyone else was, the way it should be. I couldn't give her that; I couldn't afford to be open about her. It's not because I'm ashamed of her, or of what we are. I just can't afford to lose my family and friends. I was scared of rejection. I thought about worse case scenarios, of what would happen once everyone found out. Kristie's words rang in my ears. "It's a sin, sin is sin." I felt sick. It wasn't like I choose, to become this way.

We spent the whole day in bed together, talking, laughing, and kissing. It was perfect. I locked the door, and turned the music up once I knew Kristie was awake. She banged on the door, and screamed at the top of her lungs time to time. We managed to sleep through most of it. The alarm eventually went off at three o'clock; I rolled over holding Rachel in place as I felt her shift. I didn't want to get up, and I certainly didn't want her to leave.
"Come one we need to get dressed, before your mum comes home." Rachel through my clothes at me. I refused to move until she came back to bed, she knelt down beside me half dressed. Looking into her eyes, I placed a soft kiss on her lips. I loved kissing her, each time it felt different, new in some ways and feisty in others.

"I love you so much Krystal, more than you realize." She held me, I felt protected. I struggled to answer, I was distracted. Rachel laughed when she realized, she was still undressed. I moaned as she put her top back on.
"Not fair." I hissed as I pulled my clothes back on.
"What is babe?" I could hear her trying not to laugh.
"Big tease." I wrestled with Rachel.
"I can hear you! Who's in there?" Kristie banged on the door over and over again. I thought she would have called mum by now, and told her I was up to no good. I like this new Kristie; I just hope she doesn't change back into that bitch I hated.
"Yeah a friend, give it a rest now."

"Liar...Let me in now." She demanded.
"One minute" I screamed out as I attempted to straighten the room back up. Rachel watched me; I recognized the horror in her face.
"Do you think I could fit through the window?" she whispered. I placed her hands in mine, and kissed her forehead.
"All we have to do is act normal, we haven't done anything wrong."
"Normal? Okay I can do that." I could hear her repeating the words normal.
"Open the door, before I call mum." I half-heartedly opened the door. I could see the disappointment in her face, as she scanned the room and noticed Rachel.
"Oh"

"Told you I didn't have a guy in here." She hissed and introduced herself to Rachel.
"Hi I'm Kristie, the better looking sister." She held out her hand
"I'm Rachel, Krystal's friend." She took Rachel's hand and they both greeted each other. Five minutes had passed, and already Kristie was telling Rachel her life story. She didn't seem to pick up on anything. I kept catching myself, going to touch Rachel or touch her hand. I heard mum push the key in the door, Rachel froze. Kristie ran out and placed herself on the sofa, she was supposed to be resting.
"Oh my god!" Rachel cried out.
"Don't worry you'll be fine." I led her out into the living area.

"Hiya love." Mum called from the kitchen. She didn't seem to take much notice of Rachel.
"Mum this is Rachel, Rachel mum." Mum introduced herself again, after she had placed the bags down. Mum asked Rachel a hundred questions in the space of ten minutes. I finally got Rachel away, and let her say her goodbyes before we left.
"Come and visit soon." Mum called out. I saw her eyes fill with tears. I squeezed her hand securely.
"I love your family." She managed to say
"They love you to. I can't believe we spent the whole day together like this, and nobody suspects anything. I told you it would be okay."

"I know, this has been the best day by far." She embraced me. I whispered in her ears.
"I've fallen deeply in love with you Rachel. I don't want to hide it anymore; I want you to be a part of my whole life. I want to introduce you to the whole family, my friends, everyone. I don't was us to pretend anymore." I could feel Rachel sobbing against my chest. My heartbeat slowed, as we both cried together.
Tears of happiness.
"I love you." She rested her face in my neck. We kissed. I looked around, half heartedly hoping someone would see.
"Don't go." I called out to her.
"I don't want to, but I have to for both our sakes."
"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"It's a bit difficult being around you, without touching you the way I want to. And we promised to wait. I don't want us to break it." I sighed, silently agreeing with her.
"Fine." I sighed again.
"Don't be a baby, I'll call you soon." We hugged again, she kissed me goodbye. I held her hand tightly, until she fought me off.
"Love you." I called out to her. I could see her blushing, as she blew me a kiss.
I couldn't bring myself to go back in just yet, I was still thinking about Rachel. Mum came out looking for me.
"She seems nice."

"She is mum, one in a million." I smile crept across my face.
"Why don't you invite her over for dinner tomorrow night?" I watched mum's face, as she sat next to me on the wall. I knew she wasn't just trying to be nice for a change, there was something in it.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Okay, well I just want to make sure that you don't tell your dad about Kristie. Not yet, I need to talk to him, and I need to know what Kristie wants to do." She hesitated.
"So I wondering if you kept this favor, I'll allow you to have her over tomorrow." It didn't take me long to agree.
"I'll call Rachel." I hurried off.