Just Saying

Tattoo

DREW'S POV
I hear a loud door slam next door.

I peer out the window.

I see a quick little thing run down the block.

"Shit. Is that Chlo?" I asked.

"Mom, I'm going back out. I'll try not to be long." I said putting my jacket back on.

I ran down the block to the park.

I looked around.

I saw a person with their head down on one of the swings.

I walk over.

"Chlo, is that you?" I asked.

She picked her head up.

Her eyes looked sad.

There were tears streaming down her face.

There were mascara stains on her cheeks.

"Unfortunately it is." She squeaked.

"What happened?" I asked wrapping my jacket around her.

"I walked in on my parents fighting and I asked why they were home early, my dad snapped at me and said I wasn't planned and I was supposed to be a boy. He called me the daughter he never wanted." She explained.

"Oh Chlo." I said holding her.

I held her to my chest.

I started singing Dear Evan Hansen to her.

I sang her all of You Will Be Found.

It made her feel a little better.

"Come on, I'll take you home now." I said.

She nodded her head no.

"Why would I go somewhere where I'm not wanted?" She asked.

"I'll take you back to my house." I said taking her hand.

When I opened the door, her mom was there.

"Mom?" She asked.

"Oh Chloe. I'm so sorry." She said.

"Your dad, he's always wanted a boy. But when you came, he loved you. He's just mad at me and took it out on you." She explained.

"Words hurt, mom." Chloe said.

"I know. I understand if you don't come home tonight." She said getting ready to leave.