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Y/n POV

   I am still trying to process what my dad or rather my 'supposed to be my dad' is saying... I am not his daughter? My mother wanted an abortion because I turned out to be a girl? So I was just a thing? A way for freedom from their marriage? What the actual fuck is going on?

"I know it is too much to process but please, please honey don't hate me," my dad said pleading.

I absolutely have no idea what to feel right now. I want to cry not because he isn't my dad or because he hid the truth but because my own mother was supposed to love me no matter what I was, how I turned out to be asked for an abortion when I turned out to be a girl. If it weren't for my dad insisting to take care of me, I would not even be here.

"No, dad. I absolutely do not hate you. I understand how hard is it for you to tell me the truth. I am, in fact, grateful to you dad. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be here." I said laughing dryly. "It is just that I don't understand why did she even claim to love you and then asked for an abortion when I turned out to be a girl... She is supposed to love me however way I turned out to be." I said confused referring to mom's actions.

"I don't know baby, I don't know..." dad said patting my head.

"I tell you what, why don't we talk about this later and just enjoy our time together?" he said changing the topic. 

"Yeah. Sure let's do that" I said fully aware that I won't be able to think of something else for the next god knows how long.

"HEY KIM !! LET'S GO GOLFING !" Mr.Lee said all of a sudden scaring the shit out of me.

"God, that man is gonna be the reason I die." dad said chuckling lightly.

"DUDE! STOP SCREAMING YOU SCARED THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF US!" dad screamed back.

"Us? Who is-?" Mr.Lee came and said

"Damn it. I interrupted you guys right?"

"First of all, mind your language in front of my baby -"

 "Dad, I am 18 for god's sake" 

"You are still my baby and second no we just finished talking, " Dad said turning back to Mr.Lee.

"Let's go then "

Jordan POV

"How the hell am I supposed to face her now, Heather," I said fisting my hair not caring if it hurts. I confessed that I am in love with her and I wish I thought of the consequences beforehand.

"Nope, Just act as if you never said something and I think you would be just fine. You said the truth and from what I believe, you did the right thing. Knowing you, you would probably beat yourself up regretting lying if you did"

He has a point. I told the truth and at least she is aware of how I feel about her.

"Young Master, the master has asked me to prepare you for golfing," Tanaka said knocking on the door.

Golfing. I hate golfing for God's sake. Wait a darn minute.

"Who is going to be there Tanaka?" I said hoping that whatever I am thinking of is not true.

"Mr.Kim and his daughter, young master." said slaughtering any hope I had.

"Oh God," I said whining while Heather is laughing his ass off.

"Stop laughing man ... I don't want to go "

"Oh is that so... Why do I feel like 75% of you want to go to see her while 25 % won't go to hide your embarrassment at how you suck at the game??" Heather said smiling sheepishly 

"J-Just shut up," I said feeling my face growing hotter with the passing second 

"Stuttering, I see. Is that blushing as well??" Heather said smirking 

" I need to look good at least" whispering to myself.

" So that your 'handsomeness' outweighs how talentless you are," he said reading my mind like a darn book.

"Fuck you! Tanaka come here!" I said yelling 

"Yes young master, how may I help?"

"I want the best golf attire in this country," I said immediately.

"Why, of course, young master," Tanaka said smiling. It sort of pisses me off.

-Time Skip-

"Dad, I have a request " I whispered to my dad.

"What is it, son?"

"Please do not ask me to play, you know I suck at it," I said

"Why? are you afraid that you will embarrass yourself in front of your crush? Who, by the way, is aware of your feelings" dad said smirking 

What is wrong with these people...

"DAD! Why? All of a sudden is everyone teasing me? It is pissing me off now" I said slightly pouting whilst dad clutched his stomach due to laughing so hard.

"Lee! I am here man!" I heard Mr. Kim yelling and all I feel is my heart suddenly dropping to my stomach fully aware the Y/n is with him and I still have no idea how to face her. As if on cue, dad put his hand on my arm and said, 

"It is gonna be just fine. Act natural. You did not lie about your feeling toward her. So you don't have to be ashamed at all. And after this, I am gonna teach you golfing so you could impress her next time" dad winked and I cringed

"That's a promise you better keep dad " I replied blushing a bit.

"Jordan! How are you doing now?" I heard Y/n say cheerfully.

"I-I uh am f-fine! H-how are you d-doing?" I mentally facepalm myself for stuttering.

I lift my eyes to meet hers only to feel like time had stopped for me and be stunned at how gorgeous she looks in the golfing outfit. Her green eyes, golden brown hair, white collard shirt, and the shite skirt, her smile. All I am seeing here is perfection.

"Jordan?" she called bringing me back to my senses.

"I -uh sorry ... I couldn't help but stare. You are the literal definition of perfection!" I blurted out not giving myself to think about what I was going to say. When I realized... I felt my face burning. I lifted my eyes to her only to find her blushing furiously. 

"O-oh thank y-you" she stuttered. 

FUCK. SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEE

I turned the other way to calm my rapping heart down, knowing that I might just lose control of myself and just kiss her right then and there. I expected Mr.Kim to look crazy mad for 'accidentally' flirting with his daughter right in front of him, but I was met with both our parents fangirling or something like that... People are annoying me really.

"Nice move" dad whispered to me.

"S-shut up! It was an accident" I whisper-yelled.

"More like the truth slipped boy" Mr.Kim smirked folding his arms.

God... This is gonna be a long ass day.


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