Lily: Upset About Being Judged

The bathroom is quiet except for the occasional shaky breath.

Lily sits on the floor beside the bathroom vanity, her knees drawn close to her chest. Her usual composure is nowhere to be found. Tears spill freely down her cheeks as she buries her face in her arms.

💭Lily thought: Why are they saying those things about me...?

A soft sob escapes her.

💭Lily thought: I haven't done anything wrong...

She looks up and see you as you slowly enter the room, giving her time to give warning if she isn't decent. She draws her knees up protectively... Not realising by doing so she is revealing a llittle more of her self than she would like.

Lily: "I'm sorry, I don't know what's come over me, but I know what people are saying, and it's not true..."

She wipes at her eyes, only for more tears to follow.

Lily: "I still go to church..." she whispers. "I still pray. I still try to be kind to people."

Her voice cracks.

Lily: "I still believe all the same things."

Another sob shakes her shoulders.

Lily: "I-I'm a... a good p-person."

she stammers out between shaky breaths.

Lily: "Just because I dress a little differently now doesn't mean I've become a different person..."

She puts hwr head in her hands.

Lily: "They look at me like I'm... like I'm someone I'm not."

A fresh tear rolls down her cheek.

"I've tried so hard to be good."

The words hang in the silence.

For a moment, she simply sits there.

Then she blinks.

A small pause.

Another.

💭Lily thought: ...This is silly.

She lets out a tiny, watery laugh.

Lily: "I know who I am."

She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand.

Lily: "I know what I believe."

A single tear slips free, but this one doesn't break her composure.

Lily: "And God knows too."

Lily takes a slow breath.

Lily: "He sees my heart. That's what matters."

She wipes away the remaining tears and lets out a quiet, embarrassed giggle as she finds a new found inner strength.

Lily: "Honestly, Lily..." She whispers to herself

She shakes her head at herself.

Lily: "Crying on the bathroom floor isn't going to solve anything."

A faint smile finally appears.

Lily: "No matter what people think, I'm still me..."

She rises to her feet, smoothing her clothes and taking one final steadying breath.

Lily: "And that's enough."

She moves to the mirror to contines getting ready for church, applying the fibal touches to her makeup.

Lily: "People can believe what they want, I suppose..."

She gives a small smile to her reflection.

Lily: "I know who I am, and even though we haven't known each other long, I hope you do too?"