I'm Not Who Everyone Thinks I Am

19.

Hi, Madison.
Please let this go okay.

Hi! How are you?
She sounds so cheery.

I'm good, thanks.
Look... I want to talk to you about something kind of important.
Please, God, please, just let her understand.

Yeah, of course! Come on in, we'll sit on the couch.
Don't sit so close.
It's making you harder to resist.


Madison... I'm in love with you.
Oh my god, did I just say that?

I love you too, you know that.
That's not what I meant, and you know it.

No, Madison.
I'm in love with you.
Oh no.
This is not going to end well.


Haha, you're so funny.
We're just friends!
Only I'm not joking.

I'm not kidding, Madison.
I should probably just go.

Oh... well.. I don't really want... um... you know, a...
Lesbian?

A what, Madison?
Don't say what I think you're going to say.

I don't really want a girl who likes girls as a friend.
I'm sorry.
Not as sorry as I am.

Oh...
Okay.
Goodbye, Madison.
Time to run.

I am done.
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Thank you to all my lovely readers, commenters, and subscribers.
For those of you who say this story helps with your personal life, I'm incredibly happy.
I want you to be able to relate to this.
If you have anything you ever want to talk about it, even though I know I'm stranger, I can always be a listening ear.

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