PHOBIA is a type of anxiety disorder, usually defined as a persistent fear of an object or situation the affected person will go to great lengths to avoid.Leading to high levels of anxiety if the feared object or situation cannot be avoided entirely. It's almost the end of our lunch time and Lani is nowhere to be seen. I start pacing back and forth in the bathroom. I told her to meet me her damn it! Why isn't she here?! I'm so fucking tired of- She enters with a scowl with on her face. "Talk" is all she says. I take a deep breath trying to calm myself down. "I just need to know why you are being so cold with me,why you don't even want to talk to me anymore,why you don't even look me in the eyes like you always do....What did I do?" She stays silent for awhile and then looks at me dead in the eyes. She laughed sarcastically and started screaming at me. "SO NOW YOU WANT MY ATTENTION?! AFTER ALL I'VE DONE TO PROVE TO YOU THAT I LOVE YOU,THAT I FUCKING NEED YOU TO FEEL THE SAME FOR ME?! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT HURTS TO SEE WITH SOMEONE ELSE JUST CAUSE YOU CANT ACCEPT THAT YOU ARE GAY?! I TRIED SO HARD TO ALWAYS MAKE YOU HAPPY NO MATTER WHAT,NO MATTER HOW MUCH IT KILLED ME TO KNOW THAT YOU ONLY CAME TO ME WHEN YOU NEEDED COMFORT AND THEN YOU'D GO BACK TO HIM. I FELT USED KEYLA, BUT I JUST COULDN'T GET AWAY FROM YOU, I LET YOU USE ME,DRAIN ME. I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE. I just cant" At this point she was fully crying. I have never seen her this broken and I'm the cause of it. I just want to comfort her, I cant take the sight in front of me. The bell rings and she runs out of the bathroom before I could respond. "I'm not gay" I whisper to myself. ----------- SOON.