(Boboiboy X Yaya) Yaya's Real Nightmare

Chapter 3

"Hey Babe!" A familiar voice call out for me.

I turned around and saw Drake, making me smile and melt a little bit.

"Hey!!" I yelled too over the blaring music.

"Let's dance!" He asked, not really waiting for a reply, pulling me through bumping and grinding bodies. We spent the rest of the night dancing, till about 2 in the morning. I had to leave though, sadly I had to go home to my horrible Barbie doll life.

"Drake I gotta go.." I whispered while I tried to pull my hand from his rough grip.

He sighed, "why? your family doesn't even care about you! They keep you locked up but I'd never do that!"

"I know you wouldn't do that but they're still my family, I still love them..." I breathed out, clutching onto his shirt.

"Let me atleast walk you." I nodded and he hold my hand as we left. We had to stop at Sarah's house so I was able to change and take off my makeup.

He Chuckled when I climbed out her window, "what?" I asked.

"You just....you look so different, so... Innocent you know?" He said staring at me with a weird look in his eyes.

I look down at myself, "yeah, it looks gross, it's not really me..." I frowned, the dumb light pink night gown that went to my ankles.

"I think it's adorable!" He chuckled and pulled me closer again before pulling me into a rough kiss.

I felt someone was looking at us from far...as if burning my head and heart at the same time. But I didn't really care.. I was so busy to even care.

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Now I am sitting on the couch opposite of my father who was also sitting on the couch looking worried.

I mean yeah, he indeed looked worried atleast I thought. He was worried for the first time for me, I think?

"My daughter..." He started.

"Yes dad?" I immediately replied.

"I have something to tell you."

"Uhh.. yes?" I was confused as he wanted to talk. Not telling me 'it's not right for you' or 'you can't do this' or 'You can't make friends' etc. But I sure was so excited. There was a tension in me, what could be the matter.... I was confused and excited at the same time.

"You're 18th birthday is in two days right?" He asked.

What?!! He just wanted me to remember my pain?!! What I was hiding for so many years?!!! How could he!!!

"Ohhhhh!!! Yeah!!!! I know!! I am gonna be 18 soon!! Yay!!! " I exclaimed in joy.

Sorry, fake happiness!!

He failed to give me the happiness that a father gives his daughter.

My dad smiled, seeing me happy, but then his smile faded. Maybe he knew that my words which I exclaimed a while ago with happiness was fake!!

"I..." he sighed. the more he was talking like this the more I was getting anxious.. "actually...err...umm... You will see something special at that day."

Huh? Special?!!! No way!! I know him very well. He never had done something like this on any of my birthdays. What happened now???

I am not gonna stay here that day!! I have plans for that day!! I am gonna party that night with all of my friends and my boyfriend Drake.

"Do you have anything else to say dad?" I asked.

"No not now. I will talk to you later about this." He said.

"Sure anytime." I said as I got of my sit and went upstairs to my room.

But one thing is... I am really curious about what is gonna happen on my 18th birthday.