Coming Out

Today is my thirteenth birthday, well I don't turn thirteen until a quarter past ten o'clock at night. The fall breeze was in the air, the leaves of the fruit trees in front of the house were beginning to turn orange and yellow colors.

I walked down the wooden yet elegant stairs, the fatigue from waking up still on my face. My dad took the day off work to spend time with us, so he was still asleep while mom was on the couch watching a drama show. Making my way to the kitchen I poured myself something to drink, sitting down next to mom:" Hey mom."

" Happy Birthday, Sera."

" Technically it isn't my birthday until tonight," I said showing mom a smile.

I heard stopping coming down coming from upstairs, I couldn't help but giggle. Oh, how adorable my little sister is. The stopping got louder and louder. Raelith came around the corner and pounced on me like a hyena. I could have easily dodged her, but that cute face is just too much, I need some cuddles.

" Haaaaappy Biiiiirthday!," Raelith still in her pajamas was hugging me as tightly as she could and rubbing her face on me. Come on, who doesn't want a sister like mine.

Mom couldn't help her craving, she had to get some free lovin's from her daughter who wouldn't give her skin-ship without being perverted about it.

" No... Can't breath... off... off," I was in over my head, I should've known this would happen. This isn't the first time.

The squeezing force from loved ones can really shorten your life. I had red marks on my neck, even with all my extra strength I have that still hurt. I swear if I were a regular person I would have died!

Raelith was on top of mom, " Mom can I give it to her nooooow!"

I ignored both of them, not like it matters if I get whatever she has, now or later, doesn't make a difference. Later today we'll have my friends, or should I say friend over. Some relatives from across the country will be staying with us as well. I don't see what the big deal about my birthday is, being a teenager. If you count all of my years together I should be around twenty-seven years old. Man I miss alcohol, I was allowed to drink some on social gatherings and special occasions, however, my mom and dad don't even keep a drop in the house.

When I was out of my yearning, a silver pendant with rose engravings on the surface. Our family name was written on in the center, Thatcher, the first letter of our names were on the backside of the pendant. It was a beautiful piece, I gently took the necklace and put it around my neck.

" You like it! You like it! I picked out the medal and the designs myself," Raelith's eyes were gleaming, waiting for my response.

" I love it! This is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. Thank you, Raelith," there was no falsity in what I said.

I knew that I wouldn't have time later today, so I went on my daily run which had increased to almost twenty miles. With my body that's literally superhuman, I had to up my training regime to even gain an ounce of extra endurance or strength. I take a grand total of forty-five minutes to finish my run. I imagine I could dominate in the Olympic's, I wouldn't show my true speed though, only enough to win.

I went on the obstacle course once, running across the log, the only thing that could be seen as a black shadow moving past. Sword practice was next, she went through the last word, it was beyond repair. She went through a few more, she ended up having to have to ask her day if she gets a custom made one. Her new sword was a deep red with a silver pommel and a leather handle. The sword was made to sustain the abuse I would give it, The blade was thick, made out of a metal I never heard of called Dragons Breathe, I was told it was a form of Damascus steel infused with lava and other materials that didn't sound to fit.

I swung the weapon with ease, the weight was around a hundred pounds. Dad asked how I was going to even lift this sword. I lifted it with one hand and smiled at him. The swing of my blade cut the log in half, I only had one more left until I had a to restock again.

When I went back people were already there, they greeted me with smiles on their faces. A boy who was around my age looked at me when I passed. I noted he blushed when he looked at my body, sure I only had a sports bra and spandex shorts. What a pervert, right? I had my sword in one hand which garnered some glances.

I took a shower and headed down, I wore a floral dress my mom bribed me with sweets to wear. Lauren was standing around with a cup of pop in her hand when she saw me her expression brightened up. I walked to her she had like she had something to say.

" Is there something I should know?"

" I heard something weird coming from your relative. About you actually, I couldn't hear well, but it's supposed to be a surprise," Lauren had a confused look written on her face.

" Its probably nothing. Have fun, you're staying here tonight. My orders.," I reassured her then acted playfully,

"Alright then," She grabbed my hand and we went to where the food was.

In my house the person who's birthday it is cutting the cake. I arrived in the kitchen then started cutting the cake. A hand grabbed onto my hand, " No-no. We haven't sung happy birthday to you, yet."

I turned around to see who it was, it was the boy who looked at me with those perverted eyes earlier. I didn't answer him, I Shook his hand off of mine and backed away.

Giving him a death stair which made him sweat," Touch me again and I brake your hand," I gave him another look before raising my voice, " Hey everyone, if you don't get in here I'm cutting the cake."

Bringing chatter along with them around eight people came into the kitchen. They sang the Happy Birthday song and I cut the cake into even rectangles. The cake was a strawberry shortcake, my favorite, yum.

I found a place near the stairs where we sat to eat our food. The party was boring in all honesty, my parents were occupied with talking about their lives and the lives of their family they haven't seen in a long time.

When It started getting late I got gifts from my family: Clothes, jewelry, dolls. That was junk I'd never wear or use, I got a phone, finally. I've been wanting and needing one for a while, I can't read all the web novels that I stopped reading, I hope they're finished.

When I thought everyone would be leaving, father dragged me out and brought the boy, who I already hate even though I haven't talked to him much.

" Everyone this is not only my daughters, birthday party but also her engagement party," he said while raising his glass of what I presume alcohol. I've never seen him drink before, he said, " Meet Arthur, Sera. He's your, fifth cousin, his family has a prestigious background".

Everyone started clapping and smile while Arthur nudged his way closer to me. I felt infuriated, he never asked my opinion once, yet he expects me to be okay with this.

I pulled him by his shirt controlling my strength and giving him a slap that left a palm print on his sandy cheek. I looked at him with chilly eyes and said, " You don't anything, do you? I'm a lesbian! A lesbian! Don't decide anything without asking me first."

I walked away dragging Lauren with me, leaving gaping faces. In the distance, I heard my mother yelling my name.

When we stopped we were already at the training grounds, Lauren stopped me to ask something, " Were you telling the truth earlier... when you said you like girls?" She genuinely looked conflicted.

" No, I was not~." I looked int the eyes of the blonde beauty in front of me. I Love

Lauren was hesitating, but finally said something after what felt like an eternity, " What do you... think... of me?" She was as bright as a tomato.

I came closer to her face, hot air assaulted my face. She smelled of lavender, with a hint of fresh pink blossoms. Our lips locked, my tongue invaded the thresh hold. Lauren was nervous at first but soon let her instincts take over. Wrapped in each other embrace they had to part for air, the saliva still clinging to their tongues. They gazed into the eyes of the other before edging closer once again.

...

Abigail went to find Sera without bearing any fruit, she tried and tried but to no end. When she got lost searching she saw a dirt path, without any better leads she decided to follow.

After a small walk, she saw her daughter but was too surprised by what she saw. Lauren and her daughter, Sera, were on top of her, neither of them had shirts on. They were young so they weren't very well developed, Sera had her mouth on Lauren's tiny, pink nipples, nibbling one while massaging the other breast.

Once Abigail had a full view of this erotic scene she turned around to quickly make her way back to the house, however, she almost forgot she was lost.

Ohhhhhh what should I do? I'm lost. Should I interrupt them, but that's so embarrassing.

Unbeknownst of herself, she stepped on a stick which in turn made the girls stir from where they were 'playing'.

...

*SNAP

I heard a noise, I stop teasing Lauren and got off of her. Lauren was about to say something before I put my right index finger to my lips, to signal for her to be quiet. Lauren quietly put her shirt back on and took a kneeling position trying to hide.

scanning the area, I could find nothing, until I saw my mother's conflicted face, she didn't notice due to her, unnerved appearance.

" Hey mom," I sneaked up behind her which made her jump, severely startled.

" I wasn't peeking!" she said without thinking.

" Peeking on what?" I said this made her face brighten even more.

" Yeah, your right. I saw nothing, nothing at all."

While talking to her mother, Lauren joined us with an abashed look on her face. Mom was lost so I showed her back home.

" Sorry honey, we didn't mean anything bad by it. You know how your father gets when he's worked up," my mother was very apologetic.

" I know how he is, but come on. you ask people's permission before you try and marry them off, right?"

"It was only an engagement, you can break those off at any time, but you are right."

While we were talking Lauren who was usually non-caring and even disinterested all the time, now had her head down while holding onto my hand smiling. Not too long after we were walking we finally saw the lights to the house.

" Well, we're back. I'm going to my room can you handle dad."

" Yeah, I'll sort everything out."

When we walked into the house Arthur was sitting on the sofa while dad looked utterly depressed. There were also two people talking with Peter who I assume were Arthur's parents. Considering, the rest of the guests already went back to their hotels or went home.

That's right I never said bye, did I. Well I'll tell them thanks next time I see them.

When dad noticed me coming in he ran up and gave me a tight hug, " Sorry, I'll never do something like this again.

After being hugged and told sorry to multiple times I went over and said I'm sorry and goodbye to all Arthur and his parents. His parents glared at me, it was laughable really. But, what Arthur said pissed me off, " So, are you what's called a dyke?"

I held myself back from punching him straight in the face as hard as I could. I'm proud of that. Even though its true that's a detestable way of saying what I am.

I'm going upstairs with Lauren, we took a shower, separately of course. It was almost nine, one hour before I turn thirteen. We shared my bed, I gave her a wet kiss on the lips before turning off the lights to go to sleep.