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Misery Loves Company

Prompt: the meanest thing anyone has ever said to you

Character(s): Mercy and Judith  Story: Seven (temporary title)

 

Judith's Tale

To this day, I still don't get how he found out. I sure as hell didn't tell him, and I am just as sure that Mercy didn't tell him either since she is justifiably terrified of him, though she doesn't know just how terrifying he can be. Besides, I hadn't seen him in... months? years? I can't even remember, so let that be the judge. I got a call from one of the staff that my father was home and that he was 'requesting my presence'. As if I had a choice! So I'm thinking, well, whatever. He probably just wants to yell at me some for my 'lack luster' grades and my 'poor attitude', like he does EVERY time he is home for more than an hour or two. So when I did get home, only like half an hour after when I was told I needed to be home- which is like basically on time, if you are me- I was a little weirded out that all the lights were off and none of the staff were around. But anyway, so then I went to my dad's office, cause, of course, he was going to be there- where else would he be. I was right, and... I wish I had been wrong. I wish that he had been called away again like so many times before. I was used to that disappointment a long time ago and I could have handled that. But he was home.

 

I knocked on the door, as I have been so well trained to do so, and when his gruff voice barked for me to enter, I turned the knob and walked in. Before my eyes could even like adjust to the sudden light, I was seeing literal stars. My cheek stung and I was sure it was already hella red and swelling. He didn't even give me the chance to ask what the hell was going on before he started to yell at me, worse than ever before. He was calling me a whore, just like dear old mom, and that I couldn't possibly be his real daughter. With each biting word, he delivered a matching slap to my face. Tears were streaming down my face, and I refuse to believe they were in any way emotional- getting hit hurts physically and tears are bound to happen. He assured me that there was no possible way he had a daughter who was a fag. I nearly lost it and would have yelled at him that it would have been better if I wasn't his daughter, but... I couldn't. Just before he left again, he demanded that I not only break up with Mercy but that I am never to see her again.

Never one to be good, I was tempted to ignore him and continue to be with her, but I was chilled to the bone with his parting words: "If I hear anything about you continuing with this disgusting behavior, I will kill you." I had never heard this level of threat from him, and worse... I believed he meant it.

Mercy's Tale

Judith had been absent for the last week or so, and I was starting to really worry. I mean, it's not like she is a very dedicated student, but this was pushing it, even for her. And even if she wasn't attending school, she would still text me or come see me, but I still hadn't heard from her. Ever text I sent was ignored and when I tried to surprise her with a visit, I was shooed away at the door.

 

On the day she finally returned, I was so excited and relieved. I wanted to see her and hoped that she would be able to explain exactly what happened. I rushed to the front gate and I noticed that her face was a little swollen. I thought that she might have been sick or something, but that didn't explain why she wouldn't at least text me or let me know. I ran up to her like I have done a dozen times before, and I expected her to wrap her arms around me and hold me close. She didn't. Instead, she pushed me. My back hit the pavement and pain coursed through my whole body.

 

"Judith, what's going on?" I was shocked. I couldn't believe that she had done that. She had never hurt me before.

 

"Oh, sorry, Boo." A sneer was plastered on her face and each word came out coated with malice and sarcasm. "I just didn't want you anywhere near me. It's disgusting."

 

I couldn't comprehend her words, thus I was left on the ground, gaping up at her. "What is?" I asked on autopilot.

 

"You are. I mean, really?! You thought I liked you? Maybe even loved you? Two women together is just disgusting and I couldn't hold up the ruse anymore. I've been vomiting for the whole week at the very idea of it."

 

Now, I could barely see her through the tears falling without any control. "I don't understand. Where is this coming from?"

 

"This is just who I am Mercy. You are the freak." And without another word or gesture, she sauntered off to class like it was any other day. I then became aware of the fact that we had had an audience, a group who were now whispering, and I just knew that word of this would flood the school. The person I loved... love has just publicly destroyed me. And I still didn't know why. 
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