Chapter 2

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Soo...it's been a time since I updated isn't it? Well, sorry about that lol. Enjoy the chapter :3 (it's a short chapter, srry about that too)

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"Dad? What are you doing here?!"
"That's what I should ask you Nikki. You said you were at your friend's house. And then I find you here at Brandon's. What the hell were you two doing? Making babies?"
So yeah, my dad still talks to me as if I was a 5 year old. I mean, "making babies"?! Who in the world says such a thing?
" What, no! We were just hanging out together dad! He's my boyfriend, remember?"
"Then why did you lie to your mom?"
"Because I knew you would make such a big deal about it as you always do!" I said pratically screaming.
I don't like screaming at my parents, but he was getting on my last nerve. It bothers me that they still treat me like a child.
Then all of a sudden, Brandon appeared at the front door. He must have heard me screaming like a maniac. I didn't even remember me and my dad were fighting right in FRONT of his house.
He didn't even got a chance to ask what was happening, because my dad walked right up to him and pointed a finger on his face.
"Look kid, If I ever discover you've been hooking up my daughter, you're done." My dad threatned, looking into Brandon's eyes.
"Dad, stop it!! He's my boyfriend, you don't have the right to command my life like that!!" I screamed, AGAIN.
Brandon tried to talk, "Ms. Maxwell, I would never do anything that would hurt your dau-"
"BE QUIET!" Said my dad, cutting him off. "Now Nikki, we'll talk at home, come on" He said angry, grabbing arm and dragging me to the car.
This is enough. No, I'm tired of them controlling my life. They still think that I'm that dorky 14 year old girl who always did right things. I'm 17 now, I've grown up. I'm fucking tired of being treated like a baby. Even my little sister gets more independance. Sometimes I wish I didn't go through that whole "dorky" stage in middle school. Now, whenever I do something naughty like having sex in a public place (I never did that, it's just an example), people be like: "No way, the goodie dorky girl did that?!"
Damn, that's annoying. I don't wanna be neither a CCP or a badass girl, but I don't wanna be a dork too.
One thing is being considered a dork at 14, at 17 it's a whole different thing.
I won't go into detail about this, but if they only knew what Brandon and I do when we're alone, I'm sure they wouldn't think I'm a dork. Just saying.

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