Growing up wasn't easy, you see my parents were straight as lines and that's exactly what they wanted their little girl to be, I was told to wear dresses and play with dolls.... I was forced to use Barbie and ken but I mostly used Barbie and Barbie was very fond of Nicole if you realized where I was going.... They wanted me to get married to have a husband and kids but I didn't want that I couldn't possibly imagine me waking up to a lie everyday for the rest of my life.

I pretended to be something I wasn't and I just couldn't bare being something I wasn't so I moved out far from my family and got into a good collage, got a good degree and from then on I was considered on the run from my family.

Pride was so much fun I met so many people who were like me. Some times in the same situation which was where I met ruby and jewel, ruby was my first girlfriend she only wanted me for my body to fulfill her needs over mine. Jewel was my voice of reason.... I met  waverly  at a party our friend Beverly was giving. And boy was she a looker and her intelligence was a huge turn on I knew I just had to have her.

Jason and Marie took  me under their wing no matter how much of an ass ruby was to me they loved me lesbian and all and I always wanted that. But I ran off  and promised to love waverly as a soulmate and promised to stand behind and beside her at all cost. Beverly and jewel understood that but ruby couldn't accept that I was considered as the one that got away. I loved her family as if they were my own and cherished ruby as a sister from a great distance but she still wanted what we used to have and I didn't. 
Waverly asks me time to time about my real family. I always lie and find a ridiculous excuse so that she'd stop asking I was afraid to tell her and hurts to much to remember how I left things with them. My brothers are always constantly trying to reach out to me but I was to afraid of what my father and brothers thought of me so I always avoided them.

I met waverly' parents and they fell in love with me so easily, and I wasn't even trying. They accepted her and loved her to all wits end it was the relationship that any lesbian could die for with their parents. I loved this and I loved her even more that was until kids  and marriage  into the picture. I was so scared of this topic and she knew it that's why our relationship stayed at a slow and steady pace. She was so understanding. And I loved about her we did talk about marriage here and there around the table but the conversations were short because she knew I was nervous. 

" promise, me when your ready to talk about this then I can finally pop the question"

" aw babe... I promise"