Romance Created on 12-29-06
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I didn't mean to. I never fully understood why it was so wrong. I mean all I did was fall in love. Whats so wrong with being in love? It matters so much to other people only beacuse it was between two girls. If either of us were a boy, no one would have given us a second look. Until that day, no one even knew. I didn't even know. I always sensed something but I was never sure what it was. What that deep down feeling that told me 'maybe im not who I am'. Who am I? My names Jayden. Some call me jade. Most call me Jay. My life hasnt been easy, but one night set my entire future. In one night, all my questions were answered, and all my worst fears came true. I was kicked out of my own home, and had become dead in the eyes of my beloved mother. Throughout my entire life I made sure I was everything she wanted me to be. i was shoved in beauty pagents since the age of 4, photoshoots, ballet, gymnastics, cheerleading and every form of dance invented. I've been an honor student since kindergarden. As long as I was who she wanted me to be, I was happy, and so was she. alot of people say that I look like my father, which is why she hates me I think . so I became everything to make her happy so it wouldnt matter who I was, or who I looked like. All I ever wanted was for mommy to be happy. I thought I did a pretty good job. Until...well until she found out the truth about who and what I am.Until the morning her eyes were opened and her mind, and our front door, closed in my face. I havent seen her since that day. I left with nothing. Nothing except the clothes I had to throw on or else i'd of left naked, and the only person I ever truely loved. Ive always had my best friends, but then, around freshman year, I met her. Who is 'her' you ask? well 'her' name is Andrea, and she destroyed my life by full filling it. Shes the reason I was disowned and kicked out. but back then, I didnt care. she was the only one for me, and the only reason to breathe. To this day I think of her. and wonder where she is. How she is. Who he is. Her name isn't pronounced like most girls. its not 'and dree uh' or 'and dray uh'..its 'on dray uh'. but people never got that right. EVER. so shes Andie. Sometimes it Dre. What I remembe most about Andie is her eyes. They were... im not sure if the right color... a mix of ice and sky blue, with the smallest hint of perfection. They were gorgeous. They had a ring around them that was dark blue and dark gray and her rigtht eye had a freckle. the smallest hint of a brown spot over towards the south east part of her eye, or was it south west? It hovered between the pupil and the dark ring. Being OCD as I was it always caught my attention but it was one of those imperfections that never once bothred me. I loved it. She woud dye her hair so I was never really sure of its color. it was alot of red and blonde, a hint of maybe mohogany... or chestnut. It looked different in different light. it was so soft. it must have taken alot of conditioner becasue it was really long. it was as perfect as the rest of her body. her smile of course was perfect. She had had braces for a year, even though she never really needed them. she was always subconcious of those. She had a very fair skin tone. ivory white was her base color but she was porcelain to me. just like a doll she was so fragile and delicate. you just wanted to capture her and look at her to see her inner workings. to try and see any flaw even though there never would be one. a work of art in the form of a human. Ever since the first time I saw her I wanted to hold her and touch her. I wanted to be with her. Of course it would be a few months before that would get to happen. During tose months I got to know her, those inner workings. I knew by heart things she loved, hated, feared. Ill never forget that first day. The day she walked into the theature, into my life and into my heart. Usually It would just be me and my 2 basic best friends bust this time was different. One of my 'best friends' had brought someone. An old friend of hers from another school. It was shortly after christmas break. A few months after I had come out. I had known for awhile I was interested in girls more than boys. but never did I expect that I was lesbian. It was always bisexual. maybe there was a chance for a normal life with a boy. that wasnt true. no boy wanted me and I knew it. girls gave me this feeling. something I had only ever felt with them. After the whole coming out ordeal they decided that they didnt care about who or what I am, they were still my friends. What I didnt know about this old best friend is that she too, was bi. throughout our relationship we both became straight lesbian, but maybe now that changed and shes bi again or even straight. I shudder to think of that. she was perfect as a gay girl so for me to think of her to only fuck men, well it sickens me. We went to see the latest hit.My friends thought theyd be funny and sit us together. it wasnt so bad it was just the way they did it that irritated me. they sat on the outside and made me walk all the way to the other side of everyone to sit at the end of our group of seats. just so i could sit there, next to an angel and an annoying old woman who never shut up with her friend and didnt know how to close her mouth when she chewed. it was a good movie. A british movie of war and communism in the future. I made my comments to her throughtout the movie. I fell silent when it came to the story. the story of two women ripped apart by this war, this new holocaust. Tortured for beign gay and falling in love. The movie told of her stuggle and of her demise. Through this I was silent. my tears were held in for I knew the pain of rejection from society. Fighting back my tears, all I could do was look at the armrest, where her fair skinned arm layed. Wishing to just grab her hand and never let go, I stared. I had to resist because it was our first meeting. Actually it was out first meeting in person. we had talked over the internet for some time before this. Our mutual friend thought we'd be good friends. Neither of the three of us knew, we where destined for more. As the movie was ending and we were leaving I said my goodbyes. I gave a hug to the mutual friend and to my other best friend. I started to walk away with my brother and his girlfriend, who were my ride. I got half way between the car and the place they were standing. I stopped. my feet wouldnt let me go any farther without doing wat I know I had to do. I turned around and ran to her. I wrapped my arms around her and embraced her for only a quick second. I felt something explode in me. I felt my adrenoline rush. From that second on I knew it was her. It was her i was supposed to be with.
Go with your heart, everything else will fall in place.....shame on your mom for turning her back on you....you could be something bad, like a murderer. There is nothing wrong with being gay, don't ever feel ashamed of your feelings....stay strong
i can tell you love her more than life itself. i have dealt with an unloving mother my whole life. to her nothing i ever do will be good enough. some mothers have no love int heir hearts for their kids. as a mom i dont know why, but my mom is one of those moms. ive tried to make her proud, but i gave up. time for me to be happy. forget her! you have someone now hoe loves you more than she did. it wasn't you, it was her!
i can tell you love her more than life itself. i have dealt with an unloving mother my whole life. to her nothing i ever do will be good enough. some mothers have no love int heir hearts for their kids. as a mom i dont know why, but my mom is one of those moms. ive tried to make her proud, but i gave up. time for me to be happy. forget her! you have someone now hoe loves you more than she did. it wasn't you, it was her!
I absolutely love this story, its great. Mostly it reminds me of some of my history... I am interested in the rest of this story, there is no way it ends here.
i know exactly what you are saying. i was rejected and kicked out of my own home for not being who my mother wanted me to be. i have been on my own since i was 14. my mom couldnt accept that i was gay
PLEASE FORGIVE ME!! I just realized that this IS in the story category! I just realized when I clicked the rate botton! So just ignor that little part!!!
Wow! This is really nice!^_^ but wouldn't this be considered a story? not a poem??? Anyways I think its great! BTW the movie they were watching was it V for Vendetta? i don't know why, but it just seemed that way! ANYWAYS GREAT JOB!!!!^____^
that is the most beautiful story i have ever read good 4 you u chose with your heart and u didnt care what other ppl thought i am so proud of you i hope you 2 are still together and are very happy GOOD LUCK:) ♥Carrie
Romance
Created on 12-29-06
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Story Rating G
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