"This was a society, in which, character was nothing and sexuality was everything."
Ever since I was a baby, I was told that 'Heteros', as many like to call them, were the outcasts of society. Abominations, my mothers had called them.
My mothers had both said that I was a beautiful girl, therefore it would be easy for me to snatch up the girl I wanted, and then, take the step into marriage when both she and I were ready. We had it all planned out.
They had it all planned out.
But then high school came, and the inevitable happened; I fell in love. The only problem was, it wasn't how my mothers had planned everything. I just couldn't help myself.
I fell in love with a boy.
Little did I know, Hetero would be the only thing I would be known as.
A filthy, vile, outcasted, Hetero.
Loving the opposite sex was considered worse than even the worst of crimes.
So that's exactly what I did.
*idea initially based off a short video I've seen*
#61 in Short Story on 13/01/2017