you grew up in ‘The Truth’ society, Jehovah’s Witnesses.. when you were little, your mother left the community, and the rest of your family told you to just act as if she were dead.

your sister and father pretty much take care of you, as you’re a senior in high school, not yet an adult.. but you’ve been pretty much surrounded by church your whole life, never getting the chance to discover your own preferences religiously.

but one day a new girl came to town, jaime.. and when you first made eye contact with her in the middle of a JW meeting, you felt something unfamiliar bubble up in your throat..

you two bonded quickly, she often had dinner at your house, which she enjoyed besides all of the passive aggressive questioning that she had to endure with your father and sister Amanda, mostly about her being baptized and her coming to bible studies.

one night after she had dinner with you and your family, you asked her if she wanted to stay over for the night, to which she responded

“I’d have to check with my aunt and my uncle.. but yeah, I would like that.”

they said yes, of course.. because why wouldn’t they want her to get closer with someone so religious and perfect in their eyes as you?

as it gets late, you two share your bed, you were on your side, back facing jaime, and jaime was laying on her back behind you, a small space between you, but she stared up at the ceiling, deep in thought

that was broken when you slowly reached behind you, finding her wrist and gently pulling her arm until it was draped over your waist