SMUT WARNING || NSFW
In the midst of college life, Jade Holland discovers her father's betrayal, sending her world into chaos. Determined to reclaim her power, she finds herself entangled with a star player on her father's lacrosse team, igniting a...
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Jade
It was my third day of classes, and I was feeling surprisingly good about how everything was going. The first couple of days had flown by in a blur of laughter and reconnecting with friends. I loved seeing my dad around campus; he always made me feel a bit more at home. Between classes and spending time with Bella, I felt like I was finally settling in.
I had a party to look forward to this weekend that Bella had practically dragged me into, but I was excited. I loved being around my friends, and after the chaotic rush of moving in, I was ready for some fun. Classes were interesting, too, which was a nice surprise.
As I headed to my third class of the day, I remembered I wanted to ask my positive psychology professor, Ms. Adams, a quick question. Her office hours started at 1:00, and it was just around 12:30, so I figured she would be in her office. I made my way across campus, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face and the slight breeze that tousled my hair.
When I reached her office, I knocked lightly on the door before peeking inside. My heart jumped when I saw my dad sitting there with Ms. Adams. I was about to call out to him, but something about the way they were positioned made me hesitate. They were sitting close together, and I squinted, trying to make sense of what I was seeing.
Just then, I watched in shock as my dad tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. It was so intimate and flirty that I felt a knot form in my stomach. Before I could process it, they leaned into each other, and my heart dropped as they kissed.
I stood frozen, a wave of disbelief washing over me. No way. This wasn't happening. That was my dad—my dad! I quickly backed away from the door, my back pressing against the wall as I fought to catch my breath. I felt mortified, my mind racing. This had to be some kind of mistake. What was going on?
This couldn't be real. My dad was cheating on my mom? My thoughts spiraled out of control as I tried to make sense of everything. I had always looked up to my parents and their perfect relationship. How could this happen?
I took a deep breath, trying to calm the whirlwind of emotions crashing over me. I needed to think. How was I going to confront him? What was I supposed to do now?
I stumbled out of the psychology building, my heart still racing from what I had just witnessed. I felt like I was in a haze, the world around me blurring as I hurried back to my apartment. My mind was a chaotic storm of confusion, anger, and betrayal. How could my dad do this?
Once I reached my apartment, I shut the door behind me and leaned against it, trying to catch my breath. The tears started to well up almost immediately. I slid down to the floor, wrapping my arms around my knees, and let the sobs escape. It felt like a dam had broken inside me, and I couldn't hold it back.
I buried my face in my knees, wishing I could somehow erase what I had seen. I didn't even know if I should tell my mom. Would she believe me? Would it hurt her? The thought of shattering her world made me cry harder. And confronting my dad? I couldn't even imagine how that conversation would go. I felt so embarrassed, so ashamed, like I was the one who had done something wrong.
