Kidnapped by Daddy

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"...so the reason why it turns red is because of the Rayleigh scatterings in the atmosphere," I explained to my three bored listeners.  "I read about it online.  That's why we're going to have the Blood Moon tonight."

"You're so super interesting, Skye," Shay scoffed, brushing her dark hair out of her face as she spoke.  "And why would little wavelengths affect the color of something in space? Doesn't make sense."

"Why would I lie about this?" I snapped.

"So that we'd have something to talk about on this twelve hour train ride!" she groaned, throwing her head back against her headrest in impatient agitation.  Yeah, I hated long rides too, but it would all be worth it in the end, I hope.  Instead of arguing my point any further, I rested my head against the foggy glass window, staring out at the numerous snow-capped evergreens that whooshed by in a blur.

The four of us: me, my boyfriend Cooper, his brother Hayden, and Hayden's girlfriend Shay, were all crowded in at one of the small tables on the train from Fairbanks to Anchorage for our three day weekend.  Cooper had had the brilliant idea for us to take the train down to the city so that we could celebrate my sixteenth birthday weekend there; he knew that he'd fucked up big time two weeks ago, so he was trying to do everything in his power to make it up to me.  And despite how pissed off I still was whenever I thought about it, I figured that there was really no way that I could do any better than him.  Whereas Cooper was six foot one with his wiry muscles from running track, I was a disappointing five foot five and had absolutely zero muscle tone.  Whenever I took off my shirt to go swimming, people tended to scrunch up their faces at my incredibly visible rib cage that made it look like I was wearing a xylophone over my chest.  My long hair had multiple split ends, so I opted to keep it in a perpetual man bun, ignoring the pangs of envy whenever Cooper got random compliments on his dyed blue hair that was so thick that I couldn't help but run my thin fingers through it whenever we cuddled up on his couch.  God, Cooper was so perfect while I was a 2.3/10, so it was smarter that I just let it go and be happy with what I have.

Of course I'd jumped at the chance to go to the city, almost forgetting the way Cooper was a filthy man-whore...almost.  I'd known that there was no way that Dad would've allowed me to go halfway across Alaska with my seventeen year-old boyfriend, so I didn't even tell him I was leaving.  I'd just packed up my messenger bag and walked out of the house while while he was on the toilet and Mom was at the Commissary.  I'd only visited Anchorage once, but I'd automatically fallen in love with it.  I loved the tall buildings, the sights and smells of the ocean, the food— everything.  I'd been so excited to go on this trip, even if it was with Crappy Cooper (I really need to stop... okay one more: Crappy Cooper!), and I'd childishly believed that it'd be a fantastic way to mend our relationship.  It made sense in my head; I mean, once a bone's broken and heals, it's stronger than ever.  The same property could transfer over to my relationship with Cooper, right?

"It'll be worth it, guys.  Just wait until y'all see this club!" Cooper exclaimed, wildly flailing his arms as he spoke.  "I'm tellin' you, it's so lit!  The bartenders don't nag about moderation at all!"

I perked up, frowning a bit.  "Club?" I interrupted, turning around to stare down my boyfriend.  "We're going to a club?" I'd just turned sixteen, and there was no way that I could pass for twenty-one; so just how did my boyfriend plan on us going to a club on my birthday trip? Plus, he was well aware of the fact that I wasn't really one for crowds and "Clubbing".  I considered myself shy; perhaps it stemmed from being on the outside of society, growing up gay and very small for a boy.  I really wanted to fit in, but the thought of being in a cramped room full of sweaty bodies grinding up on each other did not sound like a fun night to me.

"We are," Hayden corrected, making a pointing motion at himself, Cooper, and Shay.  "You can go to Chuck E. Cheese."

The three of them burst out laughing at my expense... I think Cooper laughed the loudest; he even teared up a little bit.