When Sera initially entered the room, Tatum didn't know if she was going to be able to keep it together. She had ruined it not only for herself, but for her sister too. Swallowing thickly and clearing her throat, she glanced down to stare into her lap when the younger girl finally came and sat down beside her. She was surprised for a moment, biting her lip as she began to try to think of where to start.

"W-Well," she tried slowly, trailing off almost immediately. She fidgetted her hands with the bag in front of them. "You d-don't have to worry about being the first o-one to come out to dad anymore."

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"What do you-- you didn't? I thought you weren't even. Why would you tell him?" She reached out and grabbed the bag from Tatum's hand, pulling it in towards her. Mostly to stop her sister's fidgeting, and hopefully force her to turn around.

"Here let me help." She sat it down in front of her crossing her legs. Leaving the wrinkled clothes already in the bag she picked up the next shirt from the closet and stuffed it in too. She knew if she folded the top she'd just end up redoing the whole bag and Tatum seemed to be a rush.

"Okay tell me what happened,look at me please. It was bad wasn't it?" She almost didn't need Tatum to answer, Sera wasn't stupid. Her sister was obviously packing her things in a hurry for a reason.

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Tatum hesitated for a long moment of silence, letting Sera take the bag and the lead, as she usually did. When the younger girl asked her if it was bad, she found herself hesitated even further. There was really no sugar coating for a situation like this, and if Tatum didn't just out and tell her how it was, it'd be an even worse shock when their parents got home later.

"P-Pretty bad," she began slowly, before correcting herself shortly there after. "Badder than bad, like.. b-bad," the redhead added in a mumble. She still couldn't meet her sister's eyes, and she kept watching her pack the bag instead.

"Y-You knew I was, you.. you don't get to act s-stupid now," she muttered. "Why would y-you get on my b-back all the time like that if you didn't know I was.. y'know, gay. Well, n-now dad knows and he's p-pissed.. I h-have to go, like now. L-Like before he comes home, and I dunno.. I dunno even w-when that's gonna be," she explained, casting a semi-terrified look toward her bedroom window. The yard was quiet, but she was waiting for the roar of an engine at any moment.

"W-We just.. I'm s-sorry, okay? I just w-wanted him to love me f-for me, for w-who I actually am and I just thought.. it was w-worth a shot. Obviously it w-was the wrong idea."

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"What do you mean badder than bad? Tatum just tell me what happened?" Sera practically bagged, pushing the bag to the side for a second, she scooted in a bit closer to her sister.

"I was joking. Of course I knew, I always knew. I never understood why you tried to pretend with me in the first place. Why would I care?" When Tatum starting to go on about being in a hurry, Sera could see the fear on her face. "Calm down, just sit okay." Sera offered, picking up the bag a again.

"I still don't understand why you'd start with him, and not like me or mom, she would have kept your secret too you know? But whatever what's done is done I guess now. Just tell me what happened and I'll pack. If we hear him, just apparate and we'll figure it out."

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Tatum almost recoiled a bit as Sera scooted closer still, all of the physical closeness and serious words weren't exactly their usual territory, but she merely stayed rigidly still on the floor instead, staring down at her lap. "I just thought-- I didn't think you'd care, I j-just.. if I could just not a-act on it, if I could just n-not think about it and push it aside, but it's not.. dad is an idiot, h-he's a fucking idiot. It's not a c-choice! It's never b-been a choice," she explained hurriedly, raking a hand through her hair.

"I j-just wanted to explain myself, I thought he'd.. we're his kids, h-he's not supposed to be like this. I thought if I e-explained that I tried, like r-really hard, but I just couldn't.. I thought he'd understand, but h-he just didn't care. He wouldn't even listen he just.."

She trailed off, chewing her lip anxiously, her ears still waiting to pick up any sounds around them. She didn't want to be interrupted yet. "He h-hates me, I think. He made me g-get out of the car and I just.. w-well, I apparated home, but if I hadn't been able," she trailed off again, not really needing to say it. If she hadn't been able, she'd still be stuck out there somewhere. "Lucky I'm eighteen, huh?" she sighed. "I'm an adult, and I.. he d-doesn't think I'm m-making a very adult decision. But he's w-wrong, like I can't d-do this anymore. I'd rather go than n-not be me, than not.. b-be with Mack. I guess."

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