Me and My Gad

Chapter 2

"There had been a time where i had been free.
My mind was clean and empty of all thoughts of him and his work. I was liberated...until the word entered my brain. It was like lightning, flooding through my body until I am mentally shriveling and becoming a tortured specimen...beware of the gad. "
I woke up gasping for air.
"Babe what's wrong?" Liam asked drowsily.
"I had a bizarre dream... About my dad." I replied.
"Oh.... Um.... Yeah how are you?" Liam asked awkwardly.
"I'm fine," I chuckled, "just a really weird dream."
"....and what was this dream about?"
"Well, I had a dream that my dad was gay." I laughed again.
"Well.... Actually.... When we went over to your dad's house earlier, he announced that he was gay... A flamboyant gay." Liam explained.
"No that's crazy. It was just a dream." I countered.
"And then you passed out at the sight of your father in spandex and roller skates."
I sit quietly for a minute. Gay? My dad is gay? This is why my parents are divorced.... It's all starting to make sense now. His keen fashion sense, his feminine male friends, the time he grabbed Liam's ass? How could I never have seen this coming???
"You okay?" Liam asks.
"I think I need to process this. We'll talk in the morning." I say as I begin to doze off again.

The Next Morning
I wake up before Liam does and leave to go to my dad's house.
I pull into the driveway and walk up to the door and knock.
A handsome, yet familiar looking man answers the door in his boxers.
"Can I help you?" He asks.
"Yeah... I'm looking for Tom... Is he here?" I ask.
"Tom? Do you mean Shaniqua? He'll be down in a minute." The man says.
Shaniqua? What the hell....
I walk in and look around the house.
"Wow, he's done a bit of decorating since I've been here last." I say staring at the neon pink couches and walls.
"Yeah, it's fantastic! I helped him out with the colors." He beams.
I stare at the guy for a moment and then realize why he looks so familiar.
"Wait... Are you... Are you James Franco?" I ask.
He blushes for a minute before replying.
"Yes, yes I am."
'Wow, James Franco is my father's gay lover.' I think to myself..... Impressive.
"And how do you know Shaniqua?" He asks curiously.
"Oh," I'm pulled out of my thoughts. "I'm his daughter." I reply.
"GASP." James gasps. "I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO MEET YOU." He says as he wraps his arms around me and squeezes... I suddenly regret not using the bathroom this morning.
He pulls away for a second.
"Okay so, you don't have to call me daddy if you don't want to but..."
"Wait what?" I cut him off.
"Your dad didn't tell you...? We're getting married!" James beams again.
I stare in shock before blurting out
"JAMES FRANCO IS GOING TO BE MY DADDY???"

Big thanks to my co-writer writerfromthepast love you girl ❤️