Lock The Door, Soundproof The Walls.Well, I'm in trouble with this one. The other night, my parents went to a party with some of their friends, like they do every Saturday night. My girlfriend was over and we got caught up in the throes of passion. There wasn't anyone there except for us and so we didn't bother to worry about how, uh, loud we were being. And then the door oppens and my mother walks in. WTF, right?!! I was so embarrassed! I didn't know what to do or say. "Uh, yeah, we are, erm.... wrestling! Naked, yes. Allows for a better grip, you know."
I think my mother almost wet herself. You should have seen her face. In another situation, it would have been comical. Now things are really crap between us. Long, awkward silences, covert glances that don't bother to hide disgust. I feel terrible. This is not the way I meant for it to come out. I was going to let them down gently. Now I think I've takin' 20 years off their lives.
Worst off all, my mother doesn't want me to see my girlfriend anymore. She thinks Alice corrupted me or something. Yeah, right. It was more the other way around. And I'm not staying away from her. We have been together since we were 12. In that time, we have only been apart for two weeks. It was the worst time in my life. I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, couldn't stop thinking about her, my period was delayed. It was Hell. I love her, she's more than a lover, she's my bestfriend. I'm not going through it again and I'm not putting her through this ****.
I think my mother's problem is that she is finally realizing how little she knows about me. I'm not 7 years old anymore, I've changed. She can't bribe me with gum or kiss my cheek to make all my worries go away. I'm not the sweet little girl I used to be. I think that realization is what messes with her the most.