his and hers | 18+

14 | chaos and mayhem

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clementine

"i'm so excited you're coming back in one week!" i position my phone onto a stack of books and up against the wall so my dad can see all of me, not just my face.

he chuckles on the other end, running a hand through his hair. "me too, princess. i'm sorry we've barely spoken this month. work has been a pain in my ass."

"i understand, it's okay."

"how's your mother been? i'd ask her myself but i know she's at work right now." the smile on his face makes a rush of guilt run through me. i clear my throat and cross my legs on the floor.

"she's...shes good. she's also been busy at work, so i don't see her much." work, partying and getting drunk with strangers and then fucking them in the same roof i live under. what's the difference, right?

"that's good, i'm glad you two are doing okay. i'm sorry we left you all alone over there. it's a good thing danielle keeps you company." he shuffles on the other end, groaning as he lays down in his hotel bed and momentarily shuts his eyes.

"yeah.." i frown. "me too."

i play with my fake rings, twisting them nervously. i debate on whether i should tell him danielle and i stopped being friends, or if i should just tell him the truth.

though a big truth like that should probably be spoken about face to face, so for now, what's another lie? "actually, dad. danielle and i aren't friends anymore."

his eyes shoot open, concern flooding his blue eyes. "what? how come? did she do something to hurt you?"

"no," i laugh, cutting him off before he comes up with more conspiracy theories and flies back here just to console me. i know he'd do it because he's the best dad ever. "we just.. sort of fell out."

i have to force myself to stop fidgeting, because if he catches me he'll know somethings up, and that i'm lying. "but!" i begin, remembering that i actually have friends now.

"there's these two guys named lucas and pierce, they're really nice to me, and we're friends." pierce. friends. suddenly, those words don't feel like they should be in the same sentence.

pierce and i kissed two days ago, and for forty eight hours it's been the only thing i can think about. my cheeks heat as i remember the way his tongue felt against mine, the embarrassing moans that left my mouth, and the way he ate them up. goodness me.

my dads voice snaps me back into reality.

"why are your only friends two teenage boys?" his eyes narrow accusingly as he flips onto his stomach, and rests his phone against what i'm assuming is his pillow. he nervously runs his fingers through his greying, brown hair again.

"it's not like that, i promise. lucas is a really funny guy who's obsessed with this other girl—sibby. and pierce is.." my words catch in my throat, and my dads eyes narrow more. "is also a- uhm." i laugh nervously, not being able to think of something to say.

"clementine ashby. who is this random boy that has rendered my beautiful daughter speechless?" he grabs his glasses from his side-table and puts them on. great, now he can see how hard i really am blushing.

"there's also this girl, amira. though she's an online friend. hopefully one day i meet her." i decide switching topics is the best option for me right now, my mouth seems to be betraying me everytime pierce is involved.

"she sounds great." he says, his words clipped. "now, back to this pierce man."

i throw my head into my hands, willing my stupid cheeks to stop going red. i can see my face in the corner of my screen because of the facetime, and i'm redder than a freaking tomato.