365 Days Of Grace (Sequel to Burning)

Chapter 3-This Is So Not My Day

Chapter 3-This Is So Not My Day

I did my best to hold back a laugh as I watched dad struggle to swallow. He looked like he was in so much pain, he'd look at me with wide eyes begging for help and then back at mom and give her a grin, which made her cringe since his mouth was still full of food he's refusing to swallow. He only did swallow when mom glared at him, it took him everything to swallow and then sighed in relief when he finally got rid of the food in his mouth.

"So..." mom trailed off with a hopeful face.

"It was...Grace?" He looked so lost and then looked at me with a 'please help me get out of this alive' face.

"Yeah, dad, how was it?" I teased smirking at him only to earn a glare from him.

"It was...I got it! What about I serenade you our song?" Dad asked looking at mom with a smirk.

"You're running away from answering, aren't you?" Mom asked narrowing her green eyes at him.

"Our song is a song I wrote for your mom-" mom suddenly cleared her throat cutting dad off.

"Okay, she helped me write it" dad finished rolling his eyes playfully.

"That's so cute" I gushed.

"No, it wasn't cute, it was romantic "dad said looking at me as if I've said something terrible.

"Whatever" I muttered "that's so romantic "I faked gushing making mom chuckle slightly and for dad to throw us both death glares.

He suddenly grabbed a spoon and started singing.

"Don't do it to me"

"Huh?"

"Don't do it to me"

"What?"

"Don't do it to me"

"Don't do what to you?"

I knew that song, it's amazing really, I just chose to mess with him and act dumb. I once watched a video of them dancing on stage in one of dad's concerts. Mom's a really great dancer, in fact the whole crew are, but sadly I've never been born to be a dancer. Of course I'm not bad at dancing, mom and the crew taught me some moves, but I still can't be compared to what they were when they were my age. I rather act or sing, that's what I'm good at. Mom was jealous that I was a singer like dad, but never a dancer like her. But she always joked about it.

I was raised by the crew, when my parents had to go for work, they'd leave me with the crew. Tyler is a dancer in Broadway just like mom, while the rest of the crew has their very own dancing studio. I would get dropped off at the studio and spend the day there, until one of my parents come back to pick me up or I'd end up sleeping at one of the crew's if my parents are out of town and couldn't come back. It was fun I can't deny that, but at the same time I still needed my parents. But I never showed it, I never showed how disappointed I'd be when they couldn't show up to one of my birthdays or one of the parent's days. I was grateful for all the stuff they would buy me, but I still needed them to be with me more than money.

'Focused, I'm focused'

'She got a body like that'

'I ain't never seen nothing like that (eh, eh, eh)'

'Like a fantasy in front of me'

'I think that something special is going down'

'That's right I think she foreign'

'I think she foreign, got passports'

'Mi amor started slow, got faster'

'She gon' work some more, work some more'