Let's Not Talk About Tomorow

Jake

"Jake" Dad began

"Dad, let me stop you there. We didn't have sex, alright? She's still a virgin. Besides, I think the whole sex talk is a bit overdue now, anyway" I snapped

"If you was gay, then maybe you're right" Papa interjected

"Jake, we aren't trying to lecture you-"

"After all, we lost our virginity at 14 too" Papa interrupted, I almost spat out my orange juice.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell our son about that" Dad glared at Papa "That isn't something Jake wants to know"

"At least you didn't lose yours to a fucking sex slave industry ran by your papa's crazy ex"

"Jake-"

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY! GABRIELLE DOESN'T WANT TO HAVE SEX YET! I RESPECT THAT! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"

Papa leapt up from his seat and grabbed a hold of me, he was surprisingly strong.

"Jake, please just listen to us!" He pleaded "We get it! You didn't have sex but we still need to talk to you!"

"Fine!" I wrestled myself from Papa's grip and flopped back down onto the sofa. "Talk"

"Firstly, no swearing-"

"Whatever" I rolled my eyes "Can you get on with it now?"

"Jake, what's the matter?" Dad asked softly

"Nothing!" Dad just arched an eyebrow and gave me The Look.

"I know something's wrong, you're being too much like a stroppy teenager and you spend way too much time with your girlfriend. Tell me what's wrong"

"So I'm not allowed to be a teenager anymore? I'm not allowed to spend time with Gabrielle? Is that what you're saying?"

"You are never normally like this, Jake"

"And? How does that prove your point? You don't know if something's wrong, stop pretending you do" He opened his mouth to protest but I cut him off "You're not my real dad so stop acting like you are!"

"We're your legal guardians taking over the fatherly role you lost. Technically, we are your parents. I think 10 years is enough time to know when something's wrong. Just tell me what's wrong, Jake"

"Everything's wrong!" I cried

Before I could stop myself, I flung myself into Dad's arm. I hugged him so tightly, I didn't know if he could breathe. I didn't care, he gave the best hugs and I haven't hugged him enough lately. Dad's arms wrapped around me as he kissed my forehead and rubbed my back soothingly. I'm crying on his shoulder, the tears keep coming thick and fast.

"I-I'm s-s-sorry" I hiccuped in between sobs "I l-love y-you. I d-didn't m-m-mean it"

"I know, I love you too" He twirled a lock of my hair around his finger "Are you ready to talk?"

"It's not fair, Dad" I sniffled

"What isn't?" His fingertips traced different patterns on my spine. It was comforting.

"Gabrielle gets someone who loves her and thinks she's the most beautiful girl in the world. She gets someone who respects her and will wait until she's ready to do anything sexual. I didn't get any of that! It's so unfair! I hate it! I hate it so much! She keeps asking me why I disappeared and I don't know how to answer! How am I supposed to tell my girlfriend that the only reason she thinks I'm 'experienced' is because I got raped nearly every night for 5 months!" Dad kissed my forehead again "Why aren't you saying anything?"