Life of Harlow

Daddy-Daughter

Harlow

I threw myself on my bed after slamming my bedroom door, knowing it was a pet peeve of my father's. I could've just stayed with Luna and did girly shit all night. I should've just let Ruby and Mr. Colt snitch instead of being upfront with him.

My dad didn't even ask me how the date was. He just scolded me. I asked him another question and he answered with a simple "lovely." Glad he had a better night than mine had ended. Where's a therapy session when I need one? Who could I call when I felt like this?

It was almost 1am. I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned for a half hour before I finally got up and started to get up and straighten up my room. It was pretty messy from the week of tossing clothes around to look for an outfit. I cleaned on a Sunday's anyways as it was my reset for the week. Dad always said, a clean space makes for a clear mind. I definitely operated better when things around me weren't chaotic.

After organizing what I'd need to wash later, I saw it was now just after 2am. Might as well start my laundry. While I was waiting, I went and reorganized my reading nook before tossing my clothes in the dryer and washing my blankets. Why did I have all this energy? Maybe this is what they call "anxious cleaning."

I did my homework while waiting to put my blankets on the dryer. Less for me to do later. Once I flipped the laundry, I folded my clothes and put them away. I'd get the blankets later. I finally fell asleep around 5am, hoping my father wouldn't wake me up. I was in a deep sleep when I heard my phone ringing. I should've silenced it. Rolling over, I saw Luna was calling.

Hello.

Hey, you alright?

Aside from you interrupting my sleep, I'm fine. What's up?

Your dad said you guys weren't coming to family dinner. Something about you not feeling well. Just wanted to check on you myself.

What time is it?

Almost 1pm.

Oh, wow. I mean, I had a hard time sleeping. I guess he heard me moving around.

It's not like we haven't missed family dinner before. Rarely we do, but no one typically makes a fuss over it.

How'd Uncle Liam take the news about the date?

I groaned thinking of the previous night. If we were going to ditch family dinner, I could've saved the story for another day. Then again, with dad coaching now, he sees Mr. Colt daily. The truth would've come out eventually and me not saying anything would've just made him more upset. Dad doesn't like being blindsided by news about me, especially when I could always just be upfront with him.

He wasn't happy. He didn't like that I went behind his back and told me I should've just asked. That's his biggest issue. I was just... I got mad and I know when I'm like that, I'm not thinking clearly. We didn't even really get to finish the conversation because I started yelling. He said we should both go to bed and continue the conversation later.

Well...

Luna, the supervised dates are so annoying.

I get it, but it's not gonna be like that forever. I won't hound you about it. Text me later. I'll see you in school tomorrow.

Alright.

Love you.

Love you, too.

I got up and showered and out on a lounge set. I went to check the dryer, nothing. I stopped in my reading nook and saw them neatly folded on my beanbag chair. Heading downstairs, I could hear noise from the living room. Probably dad watching the football game. Sure enough, there he was on the couch. He smiled when he saw me, muting the TV.