Grayson's pov:
I sat on the couch watching football when I heard a horrifying scream. my dad(dy) reflexes came into play as I sprinted up the stairs to check on my daughter Lacey.
"hey bup?" I asked standing outside the bathroom door. "where. is. mom." my Lacey said from inside the room. "uh she's out with y/bff/n" i replied which was met with an exasperated groan. "well I need her right now and she isn't picking up her phone."
"what's wrong? can I help? you can talk to me." I said reassuringly. "um, no dad. I can't. not about this." my eyes widened as I realized what was going on. "oh shit." I said causing Lacey to laugh. "ok well um I'll call your mom." I said "don't even bother I called her like 1738 times" (hA whoops) "ok um I'll call ethan." "what! dad no! just call cam." my mind was racing as I quickly dialed the number and put it on speaker.
"hey gray what's up!" "DAD NOT CAMERON DALLAS CAMERON YOUR SISTER SHIT DAD YOURE CALLING ALL YOUR HOT FRIENDS THIS IS A CRISIS CALL AUNT CAM! HANG UP! HANG UP!" Lacey screamed as I pressed end repeatedly and called the right Cameron.
"hey, what's up?" "um Lacey is o-" "DAD GIVE ME THE PHONE AND LEAVE" I slid the phone under the door and stuck my ear against it. "um I just got my ya know uh. yeah! that! and my mom isn't answering her phone so I need to know what to do. isn't that kinda nasty though? yeah ok that's fine. thank you aunt cam ok bye." I heard Lacey hang up and lock my phone "what d-" I started before I remembered I was supposed to go back downstairs "DAD WHAT THE HELL YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO LEAVE GO AWAY GO DOWNSTAIRS!" I mentally slapped myself and quickly ran down stairs.
I heard the shower turn on and about 10 minutes later y/n walked in. "hey babe why did you and Lacey call me so many times what happened?" I paused the game and looked up at her. "uh she got her period." y/n eyes widened "what where is she?" "in the shower." she nodded and sprinted up the stairs as I continued the game "get my phone from her please!" I screamed after her because ain't nobody got time for that shit. these hoes be bleeding every damn day can't ever catch a break of they pms nasty ass attitudes bitch square up fight me I want chocolate too damn.
sorry this is complete shit and that i didn't know how to end it so I just, yeah. ok. bye now.
