⋆˚࿔ Of the venom she's gonna spit out right now ⋆˚࿔

The cool breeze of the summer blew through the cameron house as sarah sat in her bedroom, you were laying next to her, reading a book while she painted her nails as the sun streamed in from her open curtains, making her eyes shine bright blue.

Sarah had never thought of girls like lovers or more then friends, You were different to her, she wanted you in ways she never had before, you were the thing she dreaded the most, being gay in the family was like a losing your trust fund, sarah pulled her gaze away from her nail polish and looked at you, gently reaching out a hand and brushing your hair behind your ear, smiling softly at the siiky feeling.

sarah sighed quietly which immediately caught your attention, your eyes falling onto her face which looked troubled.

“what’s wrong, sar?” you asked quietly as your fingers brushed over hers

“i wish you were a boy, {{user}}” she murmured as she pulled her hand away from yours.