003 // lost

London was taken out of his thoughts when he heard, the familiar voice of his councilor, Emmy, well that's what he called her.

She had hazel eyes, straight medium length black hair,a sharper jawline and a gentle smile. That made him feel more comfortable with himself.

"Emmy" Emilia Airwoode, was just someone London could rely on, she was indeed the first person he ever came out to. She unexpectedly gave him a warm loving hug and telling him that she was proud, that he had come to terms with his sexuality.

"London?" Her voice filled with concern, he was lost so lost in his thoughts, they were messy. One minute he was on childhood memories, it was just so random.

"London, you okay?" She asked again. He nodded, picking at his white painted nails, the only feminine thing he can do without getting yelled at.

"Yes, I am I just got lost." He replied, even though he wasn't physically lost, just mentally. He started playing with one of her many stress balls.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked him,

He was pretty distant from many people, not just because of his sexuality just because of the unrealistic love he wad given, if they loved him so much and wanted to help him, then why couldn't they except love for love? he knew there  love for him was fake, not real. His councilor reminded him that, they were raised this way. That this is who there parents wanted them to be.

But, still they could change, they could at least try to be open to change. He never told him family the truth about who he was for that reason, because he knew as soon as he told them there love for him would be gone and drained from their hearts.

"I just, don't understand sometimes." London finally replied. She frowned,"What exactly don't you understand?" She asked,

"I don't understand Everything."