Jasmine's pov:
My hands were sweaty, my heart beating out of my chest. I was meeting Marco..I was seeing him for the first time in 18 years. I'm scared.
Thankfully though, Skylar was here with me. We're at our local Starbucks. I'm fidgeting with my iced latte and Skylar's hand is on my thigh. "Hey, calm down..." She said looking at me with a reassuring smile. "It'll be okay.." She kissed my temple and I let out a sigh.
The bell rang and the door opened. I looked up and saw the man I've dreaded my entire life. Those brown eyes that look exactly like mine, that brown hair that's only a shade darker than mine. We have the same brows..
Same eyelashes...
Same skin color...
We're definitely father and daughter...
"Jasmine..." His raspy voice interrupted my shock. "M-Marco.." I stuttered out. God I'm stupid for stuttering. "Who's this?" He asked, most likely referring to Skylar.
"She's my.." I was at a loss for words. I still couldn't believe he was here. I guess Skylar noticed; don't know if it was my wide eyes, or shocked stare..
"Girlfriend."
She finished the sentence for me. My hand immediately found hers and I gave it a squeeze. I'm terrified.
"Girlfriend? You're- you're gay?" He asked. He seemed baffled. Not disgusted, just shocked. "Yeah, I'm gay." I said calming myself down. "Okay..cool.." He said looking down. "Um..do you want something to eat- or- or drink? You can just-"
"I'm okay Jasmine..." He smiled.
That smile....that fatherly smile..
The smile I have wanted to see for the longest time.
"So..you came here because you wanted to explain. So, go on. Explain." Skylar's voice was cold. Her hand slid further up my thigh and I could feel my cheeks get red. "Of course.." Marco's smile faltered.
"Well...I-I...I didn't.." He stammered. He didn't want a daughter. That's what it was. I know it's what it was, I want him to say it.
"You didn't want a daughter. That's it. Just admit it." Skylar interrupted. She seemed mad. "I-I.." He looked down defeated.
"Sky...a word.." I asked as I got up. She got up after me and we made our way to the bathroom. I pulled her into a stall and locked the door. "Sky. You need to control yourself. You can't just say that." I scolded.
"I'm sorry, it's just..he makes me so goddamn mad!" She banged her fist against the stall wall. "Sky....calm down please.." I said as I rubbed her arm softly. Her eyes met mine and she let out a sigh.
"Now let's go back out-" I was interrupted by an arm pull. She slammed the newly opened stall door closed and locked it.
The distance in between us was just inches. Her breathing mixed with mine. "Not right now...let me have a quickie." She winked. "M-my father's out there waiting.." I said as my eyes flickered down to her lips. "Does it look like I give a shit? Plus your body seems to react well to this.." She said as her finger brushed against my panties.
"Gosh..." I whimpered. "Mhm.." She kissed my neck, her hand still under my skirt. Her finger rubbing me. "Does that feel nice?" She asked teasingly. "Uhuh.." I nodded. "So...if I just..stopped.." She said as her hand left. "No! No! Please...please..don't stop." I said grabbing her hand immediately and pushing it back.
She chuckled and looked me in the eyes. "I thought you wanted to get back to your daddy over there?" She smiled. "Daddy? I have never called anyone that. He's not my dad, he's a father. He doesn't deserve the title of Dad." I said seriously.
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Teen Fiction"Skylar...what about my brother?" The young brunette asked. "I don't give a fuck. I was taught to go after what I want. I want you." Skylar stated leaning in. They didn't pay attention to the eager eyes around them. They only cared for each other. ...
