The Female Lead Is A Lesbian

"Baby?"

Zoey c.o.c.ked an eyebrow and she dropped the knife into a sink. While keeping her arm on Mona's throat she lifted up her shirt despite her complaints.

That's when it revealed a swelled up pregnant belly with faint blue veins.

"*Heh*"

Zoey let out a small chuckle.

"Mo-na."

Cecilia had started to get up. Her nose had painted a red landscape down her mouth and neck.

She was disoriented but she saw Mona being pinned to the mirror by Zoey.

"Let.. go... of.. her." She tried to sit up. But her arms couldn't lift her up more than a few feet. "Now, " her voice was strained and her head was vibrating with agony.

" Yeah, honey. I don't think you're understanding your position here." Zoey scoffed.

"Cece. *huff huff* Look, let me go. I promise not to do anything. Just let me help her. *huff* Please, please."

Zoey, pooled her though for a bit. Then took her arm off of Mona's throat and stepped back a bit.

Mona quickly got off the sink and crawled to Cecilia. "Cece, it's okay. You're okay."

Mona cooed as she gently wrapped her arms around Cecilia. She used her shirt sleeve to clear the blood off Cecilia's face.

Once she did. She pulled Cecilia closer and rested her head on her c.h.e.s.t.

"Are you okay?" Mona asked while moving a piece of hair from Cecilia's face.

Cecilia looked up at her and nodded. Then she looked down at Mona's stomach. She gently put her hand on the bump and rubbed big circles on it.

"I'm fine. Are you guys okay?" She asked while still rubbing Mona's belly.

Mona smiled and put her hand on top of Cecilia's. "Yeah we're fine."

The two seemed to be in their own little world. Until Zoey chimed, " A You guys are cute. I totally ship it."

The two turned to see Zoey holding up her phone horizontally in her hands. Doc.u.menting the whole thing.

They turned white.

Cecilia's voice came out as a deep growl from the depths of her body.

"You~. Give me that phone or I will make your life hell. Just hand it over and we'll all forget this happened."

Zoey, who stopped recording as soon as they both noticed the camera. Put her phone down so they could see her face.

"*Scoff pfft* Oh, don't get it twisted bitch! Now, that I've got something on you I'm done playing that weak shit with you."

The two girls were obviously startled by Zoey's change.

" Playing?" Cecilia asked with a flabbergasted look.

"Yeah. Oh, and *Hack cough ptoo*-"

Zoey hacked up a disgustingly thick and slimy loogie onto Cecilia's face.

"That's for spitting on me earlier."

Cecilia made some inhuman noises as she started to wipe the disgusting thing off her face.

" Oh, yeah. As I was saying, now that I have some interesting evidence. I can post it all over school.

Just think. Mona, the biggest s.l.u.t shamer is- what? Five? Six months pregnant? Yet there's no ring, no boyfriend, and obviously no c.o.n.d.o.m.

And Cecilia. You're probably the third-, no fourth. Biggest homophobe in the school. With a bit of editing, I can make it look like somebody 'accidentally' stumbled upon to a little love scene.

And people will be too occupied harassing you, to harass me.

Your reputations are shot and I get most of the annoying people off my back. Win-win."

Mona gripped Cecilia tighter and scoffed, " *Hah* Rose will never let that happen. She'll make this all blow over. Then she'll help us too. We've been by her side since high school.

Sure she has a bad temper and she can get violent sometimes. But she cares about us."

Zoey smiled and said, "Oh. You know I've heard that before. Yeah, a wife said that after her husband punched her in the face.

She said he was so passionate about her and he just loved her so much."

Mona bit her lip and Cecilia flared her nostrils.

Zoey nodded and looked up at the sky as if she was remembering a fond memory.

"Yeah and he kept hitting her. Screaming at her. This and that. She kept coming back to the hospital day in and day out. Sometimes it was a broken rib or two or three.

A busted jaw.

A skull fracture.

A second-degree burn.

Then one day she came in with a busted ankle. Apparently, there was a clot cause she died not long after being admitted.

The husband kept on saying he was sorry and how he loved her and how it was an accident.

So, what I'm saying is~ Rose cares about you enough to kill you? She'll never hurt you on purpose. Is that right?"

They both visibly gulped. Mona wavered for a bit but shook her head, probably to get Zoey's words out of her skull.

"*Heh* Well, sorry to burst your bubbles. But Rose isn't gonna save you. She just strung you along like Marvin and she'll dump you when you've run out of uses.

Like uh-, like. Damn it, what's a good comparison?

Oh, I know! You're like a dildo whose owner got married to a person with a high libido."

Cecilia's face scrunched up and Mona glared at Zoey.

"Ok, first off. Grossest comparison EVER."

"Says you." Zoey whispered.

"Second, you don't know what you're talking about. Rose would never betray us! She's like our sister! Our best friend! Our-"

| Marvin. *Sniff* I'm so sorry. I know I owe you an explanation.

I was... *gulp* afraid to say this. To ANYONE.

But I guess I have to.

*HAA HOO GULP*

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I have... bipolar disorder and I've been in denial for SO long.

I'm always acting out. First, I'm crying. Then I'm angry, or acting out s.e.x.u.a.lly, or doing drugs. Doing reckless things and just having extreme highs and lows.

I didn't want to admit that I was crazy. I didn't want other people calling me crazy either. So I stopped taking my medicine.

Mona and Cecilia knew about this and they made me do all that stuff. They knew how to manipulate me into thinking their plans were my ideas.

They would act scared in front of me then laugh behind my back saying I was an idiot.

They knew just what buttons to push to turn me into their personal attack dog.

But that's no excuse. I'm sorry Marvie. I've been going to a therapist and I'm taking my pills again.

And I'm going to tell the whole world on Wednesday. So, I hope you'll be there.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO FORGIVE ME.

I just... *scoff*. What am I doing? Of course, you won't. And I don't blame you.

...

*Sigh* Bye Marv.

I'm sorry.|

Zoey played the recording cutting Mona off.

Silence. Dead silence.

"Why'd she say-, " Mona mumbled something that wasn't even audible to Zoey.

"Louder." Zoey declared.

"Why'd she say, Marvin?"

"Oh! Marvin gave me his phone after he figured out he was being used. Ain't he sweet?" Zoey said her last sentence with a bit of a country voice.

Silence once again.

Cecilia was able to sit up all the way and wrapped her arms around a traumatized Mona.

The silence was finally broken by Mona releasing soft sobs into Cecilia's c.h.e.s.t. She clutched Cecilia's jacket and wailed into her bra.

Zoey just stood there feeling awkward. " Doo, do, do, do. Dum, dum ditty dum." She even started to hum a bit rock back and forth on her feet.

More sobbing later, Zoey was ready to go. By now she was looking at everything but Cecilia and Mona. She even started to resort to whistling, so yeah. She was done with this.

"Okay. Everybody's reality shattered? Good. Everybody traumatized and heartbroken? Good. Everybody rethinking their future and going over their memories of the past? That too? Ok, good.

So I'm gonna go... ruin both of your reputations and let you both get your cry on. Cool? Cool. So... bye."

Zoey made an awkward yet semi malicious exit.

She stuffed her phone into her pocket and headed for the bathroom door.

She opened it up and was one foot into the hallway when a hand clamped down on her shoulder.

"Wait,"