RosyKosy
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THE LOVE I MUST HATE
LGBT+ My name is Lisa and I am only attracted to girls. I realized that since the day I began to feel my genitalia. But no one must know about it; not when I live in a religious girls' high school.
It is considered unholy to love a fellow girl. It is against the school rules, and a rumor about it will result in the expulsion of the involved students.
I wouldn't want to be expelled. I fear the humiliation it holds and the disappointment it might bring to my parents.
My parents sent me to this religious school for a sort of cleansing from my abominable choice of sexuality. Although they failed to understand I didn't choose to like girls, I do not want to be expelled back to them or see them hurt more than they are hurting.
So, I dwelled in secret; surviving the co-habitation of other girls until Uriel came along.
I couldn't resist Uriel's sweet sculpted face, endowed body figure, and perfect curvy lips. I couldn't withstand her charm. So, I decided to risk everything and have that 'unholy' relationship with her.
For Uriel, I could face the world and fight, but I didn't consider if Uriel would want the same.
After I kissed her and confessed my feelings, I saw maybe, just maybe, I should have remained in the closet and had my secret buried with me.
Uriel received me with disgust, exposed me to everyone, and had me expelled from school.
My life turned left. I hated myself for years and ended up living in lies about liking men.
Now she is back, apologizing and professing her undying love. Should I believe she reappeared to love me right? Should I embrace my unquenched feelings for her or take on the revenge I've always wanted?
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