Surprise! Turns out you panicked for nothing...

As you stand there by the entrance of the mall, trying to decide what to do, suddenly you feel someone tap you on the shoulder. You whirl around in a panic that quickly turns to relief as you see Allison's face right there in front of you. "Hey, I'm sorry that took so long, it's just I had to-"

Her apology will have to wait. You're so happy to see her that you almost tackle her to the ground in your excitement, and before she can react your arms are around her and your lips are on hers. You kiss her passionately, as though you had been apart for months and not minutes, and at first she kisses you back. Eventually, though, you realize she's barely reciprocating at all and pull away. She's staring at you with an unreadable expression. Her upper lip twitches slightly. The world slowly comes back into focus, and you're dimly aware of sounds from the passersby in the mall, as though they're reacting to something: one cheers, another whistles, another lets out a disgusted grunt. It doesn't even occur to you what they're reacting to until two words cut through the fog of your mind like a jagged knife. "Fucking dykes."

Oh, shit. Your brain is still struggling to catch up, but you know you've screwed up. Allison doesn't speak, she doesn't even look at you, she just grabs you by the wrist and pulls you away. Not until you're outside and at the far end of the parking lot does she turn towards you. "What the fuck were you thinking, John?!" She keeps her voice to a whisper, but you still flinch at the harshness of it. "Remember how this was supposed to be 'safe' for me? How no one would have to know, and I could figure out what I really wanted? What happened to that, John?"

"I-" You try to respond, but even though she's struggling to speak through her tears, she doesn't let you get a word in. "How long before the whole down knows? How long before none of my friends want to speak to me because I'm a freak?" By now she can no longer control herself and is screaming at you in full volume. "My whole life is ruined and it's all your fault! I hate you!" With that, she slaps you across the cheek. Hard.

After the few seconds it takes you to recover, you see that she's sitting on the curb, her knees pulled up in front of her, sobbing uncontrollably. She looks entirely pathetic.